BLOOD CROWN: 007

Screw it! Roxanne knew she was going to die the second four more wolves appeared behind the first one, their black eyes looking more lethal and their fangs ready to rip some skin.

"Ciel, take her and leave; we will keep them at bay!" 

Roxie snapped her head to violent eyes who yelled and she almost wanted to bite off his head. There were plenty of places to kidnap someone but instead, these cretinous yet gorgeous guys thought it would be best to take their victims to a wolf-infested forest, and now they were all going to die as a result of their stupidity!

Ciel sharply turned to face her, taking hold of her wrist. “Let’s get you out of here!”

Roxie knew she should keep her mouth shut and just follow the man but she ended up shouting before he could start pulling her. “Wait!! Where’s the handsome one?” That was stupid, but she had not yet fed her eyes sufficiently enough. He was not permitted to die!

Every human head in the room snapped around to look at her in bafflement.

“We are all handsome. What are you talking about?” Azriel responded with a smirk.  

She tsked and almost threw in a comment but Ciel was already dragging her along. Roxie didn't know there was a backdoor till they were running out of it and behind them, she could hear the sound of barks, howls, grits and growls.

“Will they be okay?” She shouldn't care since it's their fault they've ended up in this shitty mess but she couldn't help but ask as they ran further and further away from the house and into a deep, green forest.

"They will survive," Ciel replied without missing a beat.

Roxie looked back once in a while to make sure nothing was chasing after them and the further they went, the fainters the sounds became and just when she thought they were safe, two black wolves emerged from behind the trees, blocking their paths and they abruptly came to a stop.

Roxie swore her heart was going to rip out of its rib cage while Ciel looked too calm for a situation like this while having a firm hold on her wrist. 

Roxie watched as a man also emerged from the large trees standing at the center of the massive wolves, an uncanny grin on his lips but despite the way she could feel her heartbeat in her stomach, Roxie was concerned more on why he hadn't been ripped apart yet. Was it possible to make friends with wild beasts?

“I’m going to suggest you stop running; this forest is mine. You can't hide; I'll always find you." With a sly smirk, the mysterious man verbalized then, shifted his gaze to Roxie. "Poor thing must be terrified. Trust me, Princess, I am here to save you from them. I'm here to bring you home.” He lowered his gaze and peered like a predator and a satisfactory smile on his face. 

“Nah, thanks. I appreciate the offer, but I will stick with the pretty ones." Roxie retort over Ciel’s shoulder and immediately scolded

 herself. What the hell, Roxanne?!

“Wrong choice, princess," he said, gesturing his hand towards one of the wolves.

With wide eyes, Roxie watched as one of the wolves leaped into the air and charged at Ciel to bury his claws. She gasped out loud, waiting for death but Ciel let out a low, animalistic growl and threw a powerful punch that sent the massive wolf crashing against a tree.

Roxie's mouth hit the forest ground when the wolf looked like he wouldn't be able to ever get up again. 

The man's eyes hardened as he let out a deep growl. Mist covered his body, and in front of her eyes, his garments tore, his bones violently fractured, and his features changed to those of a wolf.

Roxie's mouth widened even more as the man morphed into a black wolf. She blinked again and again, praying this was another nightmare—She had to wake up soon!

“I’m going to need you to run that way while I hold them off. I promise to come get you.” Ciel's words jolted her out of her reverie and reminded her that this wasn't a nightmare; a full-grown man had just evolved into a wolf in front of her. Was there a camera recording all of this?

Or perhaps she was insane, however, the look in Ciel's pale eyes told her otherwise; she was perfectly fine and death was already pursuing her.

“Do you understand?” he added.

Roxie could hardly find her voice as she nodded. She could run. That was the thing she knew how to do here. “But what about you?” she inquired but nearly facepalm. Why should she care? This guy kidnapped her and threw her into this bloodbath.

"Don't worry about me. Go, Now!” He ordered, giving her a push and Roxie didn't need to be told twice as she took the path he shoved her to and ran as fast as her legs could take her still, she turned her head back to look one more time but in the place of Ciel, there stood a white fur wolf and it leaped on the other wolves. Instantly, Roxie veered around and looked at the path ahead.

Nope! This was not real! Ciel did not just turn into a wolf! However, just as the thought crossed her mind, she collided with something hard and concrete. Not again!

The impact sent her staggering but Roxie gained her balance to see a hefty man before her, grinning as if he had just caught his prey.

Nope, she wasn't prey. He was her prey. Anger swirled within her, and she did the first thing that came to mind; swinging her leg and nailing him on the balls.

As he knelt in pain, Roxie let out a triumphant laugh and resumed running, but she did not get very far when a sharp pain struck her at the back of her head and everything went blank.

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When Roxie opened her eyes and jolted to a sitting position, the first thing she saw was a bunch of ugly faces staring down at her with stupid smirks as if they had just won the fucking lottery. Roxie realized her life was now in shambles.

Roxie knew she was pretty; she didn't need some hunks to make it obvious that they wanted to devour her flesh. It was abhorrent.

She flipped her black hair off her shoulders and rolled her eyes. She cracked her neck and fingers, then folded her legs in a monk style on the bed she found herself on. Her head hurt, her life sucked, and she was kidnapped for the second time. Unbelievably flawless! "Now, what do you want?" 

"A tough one, aren't you?" The one who looked like their leader spoke.

She pushed her luck as she smirked and stared at them under her eyelashes. If they wanted her dead, she wouldn't have had the chance to see their hideous faces. They all wanted something from her and Roxie wasn't sure she wanted to find out. "Come closer and I will show you just how tough I am."

As he approached, he laughed and threw his head back.

"Wait a minute, boss, she kicked Greg in the balls." One of the men quickly warned, and the boss abruptly came to a halt. She sneered.

"Shame, we are going to give her away. I would have loved to savor her, but we are rogues and do not deal with royalties." He flashed a smile before turning to his men. "Keep an eye on her. He will be here for her soon."

With that, they walked out, leaving Roxie in a stuffy room with nothing to look at but a bed and a broken chair.

 With a tired sigh, she fell back on the bed and stared at the decaying ceiling.

Roxie never imagined that she would one day find herself in this predicament—kidnapped with no way out of it.

Had anyone noticed she was gone? Her Mom, her Dad? Were they searching already? God! They must be sick with worry! 

Roxie could imagine Savannah holding on to Alex to keep him from crying. She imagined Matt at the police station, threatening them to find her or they would regret their existence. And the twins—she imagined them trying not to show how scared they were.

Suddenly, Roxie realized she had her family waiting at home. She was going to get herself out of this mess even if it meant kicking more balls and knocking a few asses.

If they thought she was a simple game, they were mistaken because they chose the wrong girl to mess with.