I struggled to cling onto the sofa, trying to give Michael a clue before they took me away. Then, I felt the same stinging pain again. Damn it! They gave me another shot.
The two unique wolf poison shots completely incapacitated me. My limbs became heavy, and I could hardly leave any scratch on the sofa. I tried to focus my sight, but everything around me was becoming blurry.
The man stared at me cautiously. Then, he waved at the fake butler and lifted me.
I used my last ounce of strength to stay conscious, but I didn’t dare move for fear that he would give me a third shot.
I used my ears to pick up the sounds around me. Instead of taking the elevator, they laboriously carried me down the stairs one by one. We went straight to the underground garage, where I was thrown into the trunk. The space was so small that they didn’t even have to tie my hands and feet.
Fortunately, my transformation into a royal Lycan allowed me to get rid of the wolf poison more quickly. My vision was returning, and the pain in my body was lessening. I looked at the needle marks on my body. When the injection had just come in, I saw that my entire arm had turned a potion-like green, but now the green had faded by a quarter.
I would bet I would be dead if I had been an ordinary werewolf.
They had taken me and dumped me in the car’s trunk, which meant that their intention was not to kill me but that they knew I was no longer a simple werewolf. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have injected me with two doses of wolf poison.
This gave me some clues. Not all werewolves knew that werewolves could follow their royal Lycan mate to transform into a royal Lycan, which was rather unpopular knowledge.
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But they were wrong. They didn’t know that I could transform into a royal Lycan so quickly, and my resistance to the drug increased.
I hoped the drive would be longer so I could recover faster. If I could get rid of the drug when they tried to kill me again, I could transform into my wolf form, and my chances of escaping would be significantly increased.
At the same time, I was silently praying that the Moon Goddess would bless me so that Michael could feel my current situation. Before, I had to hide my scent to escape from the Ancient Woof Pack when I left school, but Michael managed to find me.
This time, our bond was much stronger than before. I hoped Michael would find me faster and save me from these b*stards.
After all, I was not on vacation this time. Every minute I stayed in these people’s hands was more dangerous.
The car was bumpy all the way, and I felt like my body was going to fall apart. It was hard to tell exactly how much time had passed in this cramped trunk. It could have been a dozen minutes or an hour. In short, when I felt the car stop, the wolf poison was only half gone.
As the kidnappers rudely dragged me out of the trunk, I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be unconscious.
But a large, rough hand slapped me across the face and shouted, “Hey, wake up! B*tch!”
A bucket of cold water fell on my face as I hesitated to open my eyes.
I opened my eyes angrily and looked at the man who had poured cold water on me.
This was no longer the man who had kidnapped me. This was a big, ugly man with all his features crinkled together. He looked like a giant rat.
Then, I noticed that he was staring at my thigh. I pulled my shirt down, but it didn’t do much. I was still wearing my nightgown when they kidnapped me. I hated being stared at like an object by a man.
I wondered what the chances were that I would force shift into my wolf form and subdue him now.
This disgusting rat was a big guy and probably had wolf poison on him. If I got more shots during this process, my situation would be worse than now.
I looked around. It looked like another underground garage. It was dark and cold.
“Where is this?” I asked.
“Cut the crap.” The big guy pushed me roughly. “This way.”
When he pushed me, he even touched my bare legs. I stood there and looked at him angrily.
Michael would tear this big guy into pieces if Michael were here right now.
Where did these people get the courage to kidnap the mate of the Lycan Prince of the royal family? They must be crazy!
They knew that I wasn’t an ordinary werewolf, but they still dared to do so. They didn’t care about the royal Lycans or even the Lycan Prince.
This audacity made me think of a possibility. These people were the ones that Michael and I had been tracking.