HYBRID GROSS 04

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I try to open my eyes but I can't, I expect my torn body to ache, but I don't feel as much as I remember before passing out. An insane thought terrifies me a little, am I dead? I can't open my eyes or move much of my body, but I don't feel so much pain anymore. Is weird.

I suck air into my lungs in an attempt to smell someone or something and what I smell leaves me even more confused.

I smell a human female, it's sweet and light, I even smell it all over my body, just above my head, as if my hair were impregnated with that scent.

I frown thinking about the possibility that I've been kidnapped again and that they'll keep taking my sperm from me against my will, however I feel clean and there they wouldn't bathe me.

My consciousness begins to return and I slowly manage to open my eyes, I stare at the wooden ceiling above me with a blurry vision, I look around and see a fully organized wooden room, I look down my body and confirm that I am naked under a thick blanket.

I didn't recognize any of the scents from the females or the guards who held me captive though. Then I hear a soft, pleasant sound, a kind of singing coming from another room, and then I hear the sound of footsteps approaching. All my instincts make me want to get up and run away from whoever is keeping me but I'm stopped by handcuffs around my wrists.

I take a better look and I'm lying on a mattress on the floor, next to an iron bed, I follow the look to my wrists and they are trapped in one of the legs of the bed that is fused to the floor.

Angry growl. Was I really captured? What kind of captivity is this now?

My mind comes back just before I black out and I remember seeing a wooden cabin, I fell hoping that someone would help me, possibly that's where I am. The desperation of the pain I was feeling didn't make me think straight that the human dwellers could be traitors and could hand me back to Medicinne .

I try to force my wrists to rip off the cuffs but I'm still not at my full brute force state. Then the image of a human female fills my field of vision in the doorway of the room I'm in. She stares at me in bewilderment realizing I'm awake and quickly runs over to me.

I shrink my body and growl at her who looks shocked by my reaction.

— Hello... My name is Victoria Carver. Are you feeling pain? Are you hungry? I just cooked dinner. she says in the soft voice that does something strange to my body.

I give her a cold look, unable to say any words at the moment. She stares at me, seeming to be waiting for some answer from me that I don't intend to give until I can analyze the situation properly. I look into the female's face and she is incredibly beautiful despite being tiny compared to me. Her eyes are blue and her hair is dark blonde, her features are so delicate that it seems unreal.

“Okay… This is a very uncomfortable silence and I can feel angry vibes coming from you. I'm just trying to help. Do you have a name? I won't hurt you, you're safe now.

- I do not believe in you. I manage to say in my voice more animalistic than usual. Let me go. Why am I handcuffed if it's not going to hurt me?

She looks surprised that I've started talking and then lifts her shirt slightly, revealing a bruise on her rib.

— You've been unconscious for three days and when I tried to feed you a very liquid soup so you wouldn't get dehydrated, you started to struggle and attacked me in my sleep. My rib still hurts but it will pass. That's why I handcuffed him, so he wouldn't hurt me and he wouldn't get hurt either. I needed to get close to look at your wounds and try to give you water and I couldn't do it knocked out because that's what would end up happening.

Her words tell me that her actions make her too nice and there are no nice people in the world, I am living proof of that. Surely he's up to something, otherwise why would he help me? Humans only do something nice for someone else, expecting something better in return. Does not make sense. I have nothing to offer.

I struggle against the shackles but my body still feels weak, otherwise I might just break them. I snarl at her, pure rage seeping through me.

"I will not allow you to steal my sperm!" When I'm strong enough, I'm going to break these damn shackles and I'm going to kill you with my own hands. I will kill everyone involved. - threat, furious.

The female takes a staggering step back, looking taken aback by my threat, I see fear flare in her gaze and I can't help but feel a little guilty, but if she works for Medicinne , she deserves this and more.

“Maybe I deserve this ingratitude so I can stop being a soft-hearted idiot. And what do you mean by stealing your sperm? You are crazy? Why would I do that? he exclaims with anger shining in his blue eyes.

“That's why the females keep me in handcuffs. If you're not going to steal my sperm for breeding tests and you're not going to torture me for the sheer fun of it, release me now.

Some of the anger in her gaze dissipates and tears seem to replace it. She stares at me in bewilderment and a bit open-mouthed.

"Is that what they did to you?" He looks at me in a way I can't explain. I've never been looked at like that.

The only looks I can discern are those of anger and its synonyms.

"Let go of me female!" I promise to kill you quickly if you do it now. — grunt.

“I'm really sorry about what happened to you. But you just threatened me and you're angry without me doing anything wrong, I don't want to die and you'll hurt me if I let you go. Look at your size, I could never defend myself.

- Let me go! - growl, irate, fighting harder against the cuffs.

She walks over to me, looking determined.

“You'll be restricted until I figure out what to do with you. I thought about waiting for you to wake up to tell me, but since you're not friendly, I'll try to contact HíbridoFalls .

I growl at her, loud and deep, intending to be as frightening as possible. She widens her eyes and takes a few more steps away from me.

- What is it? What is HybridFalls ? What will they do with me there?