My slave hybrid, zianourry

Chapter four

Zayn pov

All I have to say is I feel dirty, I feel like a whore and a slut. I was laying next to him, he fell asleep right after we did 'it'.

I looked at him and back at the door, then back at him. Should I?? It seems like a long shot but..... Yeah I'm gonna go for it. Geez it seems like everything I do is a long shot lately.

I slowly get up making the bed creak and freeze, ears going flat and my tail stiffens and poofs up against my back, he groans rolling over trying to put his hand on my waist. I panic and dodged it grabbing a pillow that I was laying on and gave it to him.He gladly toke it and cuddled into it.

I sighed mentally in my head, getting dressed before he wakes up.

Five minutes later and I'm fudging lost in this stupid house its like a maze in here!! I went in at least 11 rooms, and one had things that a sadistic person would have in his/her room, it scared the living shit out of me, I've been to a LOT of people who have kinks that are crazy, but that... that was nothing compared to what they have here.

I shuddered at the thought, of that being used. I shook my head and started thinking, where in heaven of gods is that Harry??!

I have to say for, I'm guessing drug dealers they have a nice house . I turn a corner and scream only for a hand to be put over my mouth, my eyes widened as I realize who it is.

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Short I know but sorry my phone was off, my mom toke it away but here you go BTW, NOT EDITED!!