Captured

KARA

The night was young, but I had work to do.

I arrived home earlier than usual, knowing I needed time to prepare for my mission.

Every part of this job thrilled me—the chase, the puzzle, the satisfaction of solving a case no one else could crack.

Being an agent for a secret agency wasn’t just a job; it was a dream I had chased since childhood.

Thanks to my hardwork, I had climbed the ranks, earning a place in one of the highest-level agencies—uncovering bitter truths, bringing justice, and making sure the guilty paid.

I slipped into my usual gear—black leather pants, a tank top, my signature black jacket, and my boots. This mission was a solo one.

No backup. No team. Just me. Not that I needed anyone. I was one of the best in the business. If there was a case too complicated to solve, it was handed to me.

Sliding into my car, I checked my phone. Zach had already sent me the location, making things easier.

**"Sir, I just arrived at the location you sent,"** I texted him quickly.

**"Do not move from your position until you receive a message,"** he responded.

I waited in silence. The air was thick with tension, but I was used to it. A few minutes later, my phone lit up with a message from an unknown number.

**"Get down slowly and walk to the building on your right. A black car will be waiting."**

Without hesitation, I stepped out of my car, my senses on high alert. Just as the message said, a black car was waiting for me near the building. Without a second thought, I climbed inside.

The moment I shut the door, a deep voice spoke.

"So you are *the* Kara Nox?”

Fear was a foreign concept to me. I leaned back, keeping my tone level.

"You must have heard about me," I said.

The man sat at the far end of the seat, a hat covering most of his face, but a tattoo on his neck caught my attention—a bird inked into his skin.

"Then the gossip about you is true."

I scoffed inwardly.

"You don’t have time to waste," he continued.

"Once we drop you at the location, you move in as quickly as possible. Hack the system, collect as many files as you can, and destroy everything. Behind the woods, ten minutes from the warehouse, a car will be waiting for you. You have only twenty minutes to get in and out. And remember—don’t die."

I absorbed every detail. Just another mission. Another success waiting to happen.

"I hear you, sir."

The car slowed to a stop.

We had arrived.

The warehouse stood in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by thick forestry on the city’s outskirts. I stepped out without hesitation, taking in my surroundings.

Silence.

Not a single guard outside. No movement. Too easy.

I moved swiftly toward the back entrance, slipping inside undetected.

The place was a maze of empty rooms and long corridors, but I knew exactly where to go. After a few turns, I found it—the office space where the files were kept.

Wasting no time, I set my backpack down and got to work.

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I was only a few minutes in when I heard it.

A noise.

I thought I was alone.

I paused, listening. But the sound was gone just as quickly as it had come. Shaking it off, I turned back to the system in front of me. The encryption was tough, but nothing I couldn’t crack.

Fourteen minutes left.

**Boom!**

A loud blast echoed through the warehouse.

I wasn’t alone anymore.

I reached for my gun—but not fast enough.

Five men burst in out of nowhere, attacking all at once.

There was a reason I had been assigned this mission—I was one of the best in combat. I fought hard, using every technique I knew, but something was off.

They were stronger. Faster.

Too fast.

I hit the ground, hard. One of them grabbed me like I weighed nothing.

Then it clicked.

If I couldn’t take them down with hand-to-hand combat, there was only one explanation.

They weren’t human.

They were werewolves.

I reached for my gun, knowing silver bullets were my only chance, but I wasn’t quick enough.

Pain exploded through me as my body slammed onto the cold floor again.

**"How dare you treat a lady like this!"** I spat, struggling against them.

One of them sneered. **"Shut up, you human intruder!"**

Then I felt it.

A needle piercing my skin.

A burning sensation spread through my veins.

Drowsiness.

Whatever they injected me with was strong.

I fought to stay awake, but the darkness swallowed me whole.

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I didn’t know how long I had been out.

Minutes? Hours? Days?

I tried to open my eyes.

Failed.

Something was wrong. I felt… different. My arms and legs were too heavy to lift, my body stiff as stone. My instincts screamed that I had been drugged, and the realization made my stomach twist.

Forcing myself to focus, I tried again. This time, I managed to crack my eyes open just a little.

Blurry.

I couldn’t see anything clearly, but I knew I was in a room. A bed beneath me.

I tried to move.

Failed.

Then I heard noises.

Someone had stepped inside.

A loud crash. The sound of objects being thrown to the ground.

A grunt. A man’s voice.

Panic crawled up my spine, but I forced myself to stay calm. My mind was working fine, but my body—my strength—was gone.

The realization sank in as rough hands roamed over me, moving freely.

My breath hitched.

I couldn’t see. I couldn’t fight.

But I knew one thing for certain.

I was in serious trouble.

The grunts of a man echoed through the room, In that second his large body covered mine on the bed, and I cried out trying to push him away, yet my strength was unmatched by his own, instantly he ripped my leg open for him.

Anxiety filled my body with how this fellow rough-handled me, I felt hands tear my clothes off my body revealing my naked body.

“No, stop it, get away from me, please I'm begging you to stop!” I wailed, as I trembled underneath a stranger, whom I could not catch a glimpse of due to my blurred vision and how dark the room was.

However, deep growls were all I could hear from him, my body too weak to resist.

He roughly palmed my breast, pinching and twisting my peck nipple, making me cry out at the strange and painful feeling.

My heart raced in my chest so hard it might break my rib cage, I closed my eyes at the thought of being defiled this way. I was a virgin at my age since I never had a boyfriend before.

This man was fierce as he aggressively sucked on my neck down to my breast, making me hiss occasionally. I shivered when he pushed his already-hardened dick onto my body, he held my legs open in place and unexpectedly thrust hard into my womanhood breaking my hymen in one go.

“Ahhhh, no, please stop, it hurts!” I cried out as pain consumed my body; however, he moaned loudly in my ears and immediately began thrusting fast in and out.

The misery was too much to endure, as this man raped me continuously, giving a deaf ear to my pleas and cries for him to stop.

My body could not take it anymore. I blacked out in the act. If this was how I was to die, then so be it.