Destiny Of War( Sequel To Destiny Of Deception)(BWWM)

18

(Shootouts to the ones who recall these particular scenes from the first book)

 A soft caress glides across my cheek and i turn my face towards the pleasant feeling. The hand is warm with the right amount of hardness and softness all males should have.

His nearness excites me as does his pleasant smell of smoky and intoxicating, my eyes flutter open in happiness. I'm greeted to purple eyes and dark hair and i recoil immediately. I try to move away but only now just notice that  i'm tied down.

What the hell? What the Fuck is going on? Where The Hell am i? 

A devastating sense of deja vu  spears me prickling tears at my eyes. 

I've been taken. 

The last i remember is the attack at Judah's wedding, deflecting arrows and ......TAYLEN!!!!!

Panic for my boy makes me struggle harder. Subconsciously i know he wasn't with me when i was abducted  so I'm almost certain he wasn't taken, but still i cant be sure. I wont let them hurt my boy

immediately I renew my struggles pulling against my bonds. The irons bite into my limbs, scraping skin, still uncaringly i pull at them.  i try repeatedly  to use my powers and nothing happens.

 I've never been more terrified in my life. My breathing picks up in fear further when i realize I'm in a bed with a very sheer gown on. It leaves literally nothing to the imagination. Is he gonna rape me? My eyes start to leak helpless angry tears before i harden myself and blink them away. I will not show this asshole my despair.

"SHhhhh...." he suddenly appears  from nowhere cooing at me, running his hands through my hair soothingly. I squirm away revolted. He ignores my aversion to him 

"My love you do not need to fear me". He whispers. His warm breath glides across my face. If he wasn't such a psychotic freak I'd be turned on. He is incredibly alluring.

"Tonight we shall finally belong to one another" he says happily. 

His countenance is one of satisfaction. I  glare at him angrily, seething at his apparent  joy. I renew my efforts to escape my bondage ignoring his words. He stands up from the bed and begins to remove his clothes and i panic. I buck trying harder to break the binds on my hands and ankles.

"Please. Don't" i beg as he sits beside me nude in the bed

Tears leak unbidden as he strokes my body reverently 

"Why do you continue fighting it.  we are meant for one another. Do you not feel it?" Completely perplexed by my resistance

I squeeze my eyes close against the nausea and disgust

"Yes i do, but..but i wish to know you better before we..."

His eyes soften with understanding. "O you are a shy one. I didn't expect that from such a powerful female" his lips quirk into a pleased grin "However I find that incredibly endearing. Ok my love whatever you wish. we will get to know one another, before we join"

I fight to hide my visible relief at his acquiesce. He reaches over  to unshackle me peering down salaciously at my shaking body

"Do not attempt to use your powers. I admire your power, love but i am well aware of  your capabilities.  I've injected you with a suppressant for my own safety." 

He redressed and offered his hand

"Join me for dinner we can officially start getting to know each other"  his smile is practically beaming with enthusiasm and happiness

I accept chanting inwardly that i must bide my time as he leads me out the room

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That night as he lay beside me softly snoring i slip from the bed painstakingly slow and creep into the corridors

I hesitate unsure of which route to go but then deicide any would be better than my current location

I sprint down one corridor hoping it will lead me to the path of freedom. Unfortunatly it only leads to more endless halls, all seemingly the same. Once i start to smell foul scents and sounds of painfilled monas, Deja vu once again encompasses me

I've been here before

Panicked I charge down the hall then another,  utterly lost and still determined. just as despair and defeat  begins  to set in it is cemented when a huge burly grotesquely scarred  male steps into my path cutting off my next step.

Startled i turn and flee down the opposite way just to encounter another. I realize now that I'm effectively caught and my escape attempt has failed

Then Dakkar stalks  from around the corner. His face expressionless but his eyes disheartened. He sneers at his men as they watch me, dressed in barely nothing clothes. Immediately  they turn away as Dakkar steps closer to me

His hand reaches out and strokes my arm with a softness i cant understand nor comprehend from someone so evil

"My love. I am highly disappointed in you. I thought we had a understanding a....connection. If you will not comply then i will have to force you. Whatever it takes"  he states staring at me intently. 

His words have an especially  ominous feeling to them,  but it isn't until his next words that I realize exactly why

"Lock her up in the dungeons. until she agrees to comply".............................................

Dakkar is a littlke unhinged am i right? Stalker obsessed lol

What do you think Ayla will see in that dungeon?. ( if you read the first book none of this is a surprise)

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