CHAPTER HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-NINE

TESSA’S POV

At first, all I heard were drops of water sounds somewhere, like someone had left a leaking satchet or something.

Then it was like my sense of smell heightened crazily and I could smell everything, including the shit someone was taking somewhere.

That made me gag, well, tried to.
I couldn't because my mouth was gagged, my eyes were covered and my hands were tired.

Panic lit a fire in my stomach and I began to shake, confused as to how I got here.

“Mhm!” I echoed,. forgetting everything about myself, only filled with the need to see or speak coherently.

The rope was tied very securely but I was stronger now and in a fit of rage, I tore through it and yanked the blindfold off my eyes.

I saw multiple pairs of eyes looking at me and I was confused at first because they were not familiar.

Everyone was still, watching me like I was a time bomb about to set off.

I looked down at the males surrounding me. They wore clothes made out of some translucent material I couldn't name but it covered them properly.

Someone parted them and the view of him jolted my memory, making me realize that I indeed was in enemy territory.

“Hello kitty,” the general said and I took a step back, confused on what to do from here. “Why is she untied?” He demanded of his soldiers in their language.

“She's stronger than we gave her credit for, Master,” the one on my left replied.

“Don't be silly, she's just a female, fasten her back to that chair!” He commanded, his voice feral

They all rushed to obey his orders and I immediately went into defense mode automatically. I killed four of them on the spot, making me feel bad.

This made him realize they were right and he raised his hand.

I'd thought it was to stop them from attacking me further but it was when I felt the familiar pinch of a needle that I realized I'd not placed a ward around myself.

Everything went dark.

***

When I came to again, the first thing I noticed was something digging into my skull.

My hands were secured with chains, not normal rope again. I knew I could break through it but that'll come at a damage to my hand. The other issue was, I didn't know where in the universe I was. My mind flew through several possible scenarios. There were four other ships beside this one so except I could kill every single one of them before running out of energy, going on the offensive wasn't going to work.

Besides, something told me they made contingency plans after my last murder spree.

And then as I looked around the ship for ideas, I noticed something; my clothes had been changed.

I wasn't gagged this time so I screamed in fear and frustration, making people come out of everywhere in the ship.

“Shut your mouth or I'll shut it for you woman!” The general yelled at me.

“You're a sick, twisted psychopath, raping a woman in a state of unconsciousness,” I snarled at him, feeling feral.

“Tsk. Calm your nerves, it was my chamber woman that washed and changed you. You can't be presented to my father and King looking like… that,” he replied, calming me down a bit. “Besides, when I finally mount you, you'll be begging for it. I take no pleasure in forcing a woman.”

“Oh that's where you draw the line? Not at attempting genocide or killing women and children? Or kidnapping me and taking me away from my young son who's barely old enough to survive on anything but breast milk?”

“If he can't survive without a mother, then he's not a true Zorvathian. You on the other hand, do not belong there and I'll make you see that. For now, keep those cute powers of yours under lock and key because that beautiful crown on your head has fifteen shots of Asyon. One is enough to knock you out and I have the control in my hand,” he finished, waving a tiny remote in his hand.

“What do you want from me? If this is about earlier, why kidnap me instead of killing me?”

“Of what use are you to me dead? I'm going to make a true Drakkonian woman out of you,” he said and came closer to me. He bent down and grabbed my chin, rubbing away my tears. “Beautiful, powerful but submissive to the man above you,” he finished before getting up.

“Over my dead body will k be submissive to an asshole like you lots!” I screamed at his retreating back.

“Silon, feed her something before we land. We don't need her falling on her face during the trek,” he commanded in his language to someone as he disappeared from my view.

I didn't know what to do, think or feel and before I knew it, I began having a panic attack.

My vision blurred, my ears were ringing and I couldn't stop panting.

“Hey, hey, it's okay,” I heard a male voice near me but it sounded so far away. “Breathe through your mouth,” it continued and began rubbing my back in straight motions.

“Xavier,” I called, hoping he'd come and make me feel better. He always knew how to calm me down. Before I could sit in a flying object without feeling like my head was falling off, he was my anchor.

I needed him now yet, I knew he was far away from me.

I breathed through my mouth as the stranger suggested and after a few minutes, my vision began to clear.

“Panic attack?” The voice asked as though he cared.

“What does it look like?” I snapped in annoyance. They kept me here with this thing on my head and iron around my wrists.

I looked around the spot the kept me, the chair was fastened to a pile and it was in a pathway that led to different parts of the ship. From inside, it was actually bigger than what it looked like from the outside.

The Drak moved a few inches away from me while I stewed in my anger and frustration. How do I get out of this?

Teleporting won't work because the moment I enter space without any protective gear, I was going to die.

So my only option was to endure whatever they threw at me until Xavier came for me.

If he ever finds his way here. But then, will he sacrifice his people's ambition and being the mothership all the way here?

Will the soldiers fight a whole planet for me? What if they revolt against him?

All of the crazy thoughts in my head came to a screeching halt when we got a view of the huge, red planet we were hurtling towards.

“Welcome to Drokos!”
Forcefully Married to the Alien Prince
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