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Chapter 5

Opening the door I come to see an empty room. Literally empty. The bed and night stands non existent.I was in the bathroom for all of two minutes. If that! How in the world did he have his men completely disassemble a bed set and carry it out of the bedroom? I should have heard noises at the very least.

Shaking my head, which I seem to be doing a lot of today I find the clothes he set out for me. Picking up the deep violet fabric, I come to realize I have no clue how to put it on. Iv never seen this type of clothing before. Is it a dress that wraps around my body?

Raking my mind I realize his time limit has come and gone. Shouldn't he be barging in full throttle with a harsh punishment in mind?

Choking back a sob from the attack of the sister I try to keep my cool. There has to be a way out of this hotel room. There has to be.

Quickly throwing the silk fabric over my shoulder I head out into the main living quarters. The damage on the hallway walls were gone as well.

Seeing not a soul around I sneak into the room the bodyguards had disappeared to when I first arrived. The door clicked open and to my surprise it was empty as well.

What the heck is going on here?

Where is my royal Match?

The bodyguards?

The freakin help?

"Miss. Smith?" A squeaky voice asks from the door way.

Frightened at first I jump around and hide behind the silk cloth. Stupid Chrissy! No one can see you behind a thin piece of fabric! Rolling my eyes at my stupidity, I stand straight and stare at the young female in front of me.

All emotion clearly gone from her face. What is she a moving statue? Expressionless?

"Mrs. Smith, I'm here to help you get dressed. Your Match has directed me to help as he knew you would have no idea how to wear his royal clothes." Her squeaky voice apparently wasn't from fright, it's her actual voice.

Huh...

"Umm...Okay?" What else do I say to another female expressing her duty to help me dress?

I watch her turn away and silently stride towards the bedroom I had recently vacated. For all good purposes of course. If I had my way, I wouldn't be in this damn building to begin with.

Stopping in the entryway of the bedroom, I watch as she reaches out and takes the violet fabric from my hands. It slides softly between my fingers and onto hers.

"From this day forwards as the Royal Match's Pet you will wear this dress. Jean's are not allowed and if a pair is brought to you, not only will the servant be punished, but you will as well." Her eyes stay on the fabric as she speaks. "Strip."

"What?" Staring at her as if she is insane, I try to figure out why I would need to strip in front of her. Can't she show me how to put it on and I'll do it in privacy? Yea, I'm only in my bathing suit, but still! My private parts are just that, private.

"You will need to strip naked. It will not work if your wearing your bathing suit." She had the fabric wrapped around her hands as if I would step into the hole and magically it would become a dress.

"I will not strip naked in front of you. One, I just met you and two, I don't strip for just anyone." My feet take a few steps back before I shift and head towards the front door. Maybe my wrist will work now that I'm here? Doubtful, but it won't hurt to attempt it.

"Do you mean you allowed those two boys to see you naked?" Her words stop me dead in my tracks.

"Excuse me?" What brought that up? How did she get that out of what I said? Shaking my head at this weird lady, I continue my path towards the door.

"You said, you don't allow just anyone to view you naked. It's a logical question to ask. Did you or did you not allow those two boys to view your naked body?" If I hadn't been trying to escape my new jail cell, I would have laughed at her ridicules question.

Me show my body to guys? Good lord that's a stupid question if I've ever heard of one.

My fingers clasp around the door handle and it surprisingly opens with the slightest pull. Isn't there supposed to be guards guarding the door from me escaping?

I nearly smack my head on the door at that stupid question. Of course they wouldn't have guards once I was inside. Who the hell would run from a Royal Match? Clearly, I've lost all sense of what's smart and whats idiotic. Do I care? Not one bit.

The moment, I'm in the elevator, I press down on the lobby button a million and one times. It wasn't shocking to see the petite women next to me holding the violet fabric in her hands. "What is your problem lady? Can't you see a girl trying to escape here?" My hand reach out and try to forcefully push her out of the elevator before the doors close.

"I am not allowed to leave your side until your Royal Match returns. Please exit the elevator and return to his quarters. He will not be happy you've decided to leave him. Your punishment once he finds out will not be quick and gentle."

Is this lady for real? Taking drastic measures, I use all my strength and kick her in the gut. To my horror her body doesn't move an inch. What is she made of?

Before I could try kicking out her knee caps, the doors close and we are on our way to the front lobby.

"He will be greatly displeased if you leave dressed like that. Your body belongs to him. If you must leave at least don his royal attire." She puts her hands over my head, prepared to force the fabric on me.

Luckily before she has the chance to, the doors open and I quickly rush out. I knew not to look back as I would see her right behind me. That damn red fabric in her hands.

Dashing between bodies, I feel my heart rate pick up. This has to be a dream or a trick. No way in hell would he allow me out and about after finding me with Nathan and Jorl. What is he up to?

I feel a single drop of sweat drip into my eyes. Blinking rapidly, I concentrate on reaching the transporter. If I'm able to reach it, I will dial one number then dial another and another. She won't be able to follow if she isn't able to read the code, which disappears fifteen seconds after I type it in. Confusing I know.

Finally reaching one with no one in it, I type in a random code I learned from Nathan. My eyes light up moments before I disappear to see a expressionless female step away from the transporter. That damn fabric still clutched in her fingers.

Reaching my first destination, I quickly type in another code. I'm brought to an abandon warehouse. This wouldn't do me any good. Typing in another one, I see the gym pop up in front of me. What will I do here? No place to hide. Unless I try to snag a ride home with Roko. No that's not a good idea, I would get him killed!

Dammit! Another code goes in. Stepping out I come to see a completely different town. How in the world did it take me here? I thought we could only transport within our town?

Stepping out I take a chance.

Instantly I regret it when two arms snatch me, blind fold me and throw me over a muscular shoulder.

This isn't the cave man era for crying out loud! "Put me down," I shout. My fists pounding on the mans shoulder.

Oh great! I leave my royal Match only to get kidnapped? Who wants me now?

Could I rewind today? Start over and skip out of town with the guys? Maybe we could have made a house in a far off jungle and make jungle babies? Gagging at the thought of seeing Nathan or Jorl naked, a disgusted shiver shoots down my body. They are like my brothers for goodness sake!

With no answer from my kidnappers, I try another approach. "I need to pee, please let me down," I whine. My legs cross and squeeze together in an added effect.

"If you pee on me, I will make sure to throw you in with the karo once my Royal is finished with you," he snarls out at me. His hand digging into my thighs with an unimaginable pressure. I pray he doesn't bust a vein.

His words sink in and I feel the dread clouding my mind. With the metal device secured to my temple, I am unable to see where we are going. The terror of meeting an actual karo sends my heart sky rocketing.

We've all heard of what the karo's are capable of. They used to be humans before the battle had ended. The story goes like this, the Royals wanted to experiment on our bodies. See what made us tick. What we were made up and capable of doing.

When they were finished dissecting our DNA, they made a device to make the perfect DNA bond for their people with us. It wasn't enough for their scientists. They decided one day they wanted to transform the human body into a piece of nightmares. I've never actually seen one before, but I've heard the rumors.

Grotesques limbs, attached to wires. Bones of the dead were sown into parts of their flesh to create extra limbs. Bones on the back, or head, a few on the hands to make for deadly weapons. It wasn't enough in the end. They transfused humans with their own worldly creatures. Which have powers as well.

All I know is if your thrown into a room with a karo, you are feasted upon. Your body is broken and beaten in ways which keep you alive and in excruciating pain. Right before you die, they drain each and every red blood cell from your body.

It's to be used for scientific research.

To them we are lab rats. Which I pray I wasn't taken by a rival Royal. If I was... I do not even want to think that thought through.

Feeling the movement of a transporter, I feel the fear in my chest tighten with every second passing. The dinging of the door and multiple foot steps inform me we aren't in a hotel room. I wasn't being taken back to my Royal Match.

This isn't good. If another Royal found out who my match is, I'm screwed. We've all been told about the blood thirst Royal families have for each other. If you wipe out one, your's becomes stronger and gains more land. Taking me, means my Royal Match isn't able to procreate for at least another 21 years. Which means, he has no heirs to his thrown.

With the whooshing sound, I can't comprehend where we are at. I've never heard a door move like that before.

"You should have stayed in bed young lady. Today isn't going to be enjoyable," a lady in front of me whispers. Her voice lures me in. It's as if she is trying to seduce me.

The silver button on my temple is ripped off with an angry force. The bright light blinds me momentarily as my sight is returned abruptly.

"Your Royal Match won't be happy once he realizes who has kidnapped you and for what reason." Standing up she comes to stand in front of me. "I've been watching you for a while now deary and he needs to realize he won't steal you away from me."

Steal me away from her? What? I feel my vision begin to blur. This is way to much to take in all at once. She has her own Pet? Wants steal me away from my Match? It doesn't make any possible sense. "Why?" I croak out. My throat dry from all the drama, I've been through today.

"You will understand after you've had a nap, my Pet. For now, you must realize your DNA was perfectly bonded to more than one Royal. You were actually picked for not one, but five. He was the first to come down and stake claim. To bad he allowed you outside his domain. I on the other hand, won't allow you to leave my site," she purrs into my ear.

Closing my eyes, I feel her teeth clench down on my earlobe. Her hands grip my waist and pull me flush up against her heated body. "For now, you will sleep."

"Sleep?" I question as if I've lost it. How can she possibly believe I can sleep when she has given me this type of information?

Five freaking royal Matches? How is that even possible? No, this has got to be a damn dream. Yes, I will fall asleep then wake up and still be in bed. I'll head to the lake, bypassing the whole meeting with Mrs. Flo.

"Do not fret over the process of carrying my children. You will look beautifully round and glowing with seven or eight inside you," Now sleep. Her voice does something magical to my body as I feel it drifting off to sleep.

All my crazy mind can think of is how in the hell does she expect me to carry eight of her children? She is a female for crying out loud.

"I said sleep Chrissy. I won't ask again," her voice demands I listen and this time, I see no point in staying in the living. Sleep sounded like an amazing idea.

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So what did you think?
Did you like the twist I gave it or no?

#1 So What I want to know is how she is going to carry another females babies. let alone eight babies. I think my stomach would blow up with that many kids inside. What do you think? lol

#2 Will her first Royal Match save her?

#3 Why does she have five Match's?

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