Vanished Sisters The Lycan King's Slave Island novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70

Natasha’s POV

Finn said nothing. Just stood there, his face carefully blank.

“Come,” the Lycan commanded. “There’s a room downstairs. We’re going to get much better acquainted.”

As they passed by me on the way to the stairs, Finn’s eyes met mine for just a second.

“Keep your head down,” he whispered, so quietly I almost didn’t hear him. “Take care of yourself.”

Tears pricked at my eyes. “You too,” I whispered back.

Then he was gone, following the Lycan down the stairs to whatever horrors awaited him below.

They’re taking them away. One by one. To rape them in private where no one can see or hear.

And I’m next. It’s only a matter of time before someone chooses me.

The thought made my stomach churn with terror.

The games below were finally ending.

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The last batch of gladiators fought and died. The final survivor-a man covered in so much blood I couldn’t tell what he originally looked like-was dragged away by guards.

The Herald’s voice boomed across the arena one last time.

“THE GAMES ARE CONCLUDED! THE BLOOD HAS BEEN SPILLED! THE WEAK HAVE FALLEN!”

The crowd roared-though noticeably quieter now. Many of the lower-ranking Lycans were drunk or passed out. Others were busy groping

each other or the female slaves who’d been thrown down to them.

“LET THE FEAST BEGIN!” the Herald continued. “EAT! DRINK! ENJOY THE REWARDS OF YOUR LOYALTY!”

On the platform, servants began bringing out more food and wine. The tables that had been used for sexual performances were cleared and laden with meats, breads, fruits, and cheese.

The Lycans fell upon the food like starving animals. They ate with their hands, tearing at meat, swilling wine directly from bottles.

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And they continued using the slaves.

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A female slave was bent over one of the tables, her dress pushed up around her waist. A Lycan stood behind her, his cock already buried

in her pussy, thrusting hard enough to make her cry out with each impact.

Another woman was on her knees between two Lycans, alternating between sucking their cocks. Her face was already covered in cum from

earlier, and now more was being added.

The brunette and redhead who’d performed earlier were being used by a group of three Lycans. They were bent over side by side, their

asses in the air, while the Lycans took turns fucking them.

The sounds were obscene. Wet slapping. Female moans and cries. Male grunts and curses. The creak of furniture being used for rough sex.

It’s only going to get worse. Once they’re done eating, they’re going to want more entertainment.

And there aren’t enough female slaves to satisfy all of them.

They’re going to start looking at the male slaves. At me.

My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I gripped the wine pitcher tighter, trying to steady myself.

Please. Please let me be invisible just a little longer.

But of course, it didn’t work.

Lord Sebastian stood from his throne. He’d been drinking heavily-I’d refilled his goblet at least a dozen times-and his ice-blue eyes were

glazed with alcohol and lust.

He looked around the platform, surveying the chaos he’d helped create. Female slaves being fucked. Male slaves being led away. Lycan

pleasuring themselves openly.

Then his eyes found me.

My heart stopped.

No. Please, no.

He pointed directly at me. “You. Boy. Come here.”

For a moment, I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. Could only stand there frozen in terror.

“I said come here!” Sebastian’s voice was sharp. Impatient.

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My legs moved on their own. I walked toward him slowly, the wine pitcher still clutched in my hands like a shield.

Sebastian watched me approach, a smile playing at his lips.

“Put that down,” he said, gesturing at the pitcher.

I set it on the nearest table with trembling hands.

“Closer, Sebastian commanded.

I took another step forward. I was right in front of him now. Close enough to smell the wine on his breath, the sweat on his skin.

He reached out and ran his hand down my chest, feeling the contours of my body through the thin tunic.

“You smell, he murmured. ‘so good.”

Oh God. Oh God, no.

His hand moved lower, toward my groin.

I tensed, every muscle in my body screaming at me to run, to fight, to do something-

“Take off your clothes,” Sebastian said.

The world seemed to stop.

“What?” I whispered.

“You heard me.” His smile widened. “Strip. Right here. Right now. I want to see what you look like under all that fabric.”

“My lord, please- My voice was shaking so badly I could barely form words. “Please, I-”

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“I gave you an order.” Sebastian’s voice dropped to a growl. “Obey it. Now.”

One of the other Lycans-a knight standing nearby-laughed. “Do you want to die, boy? Because that’s what happens when you disobey a

Lord.”

Sebastian leaned back in his seat, still watching me with that cruel smile.

“You have five seconds,” he said. “One. Two. Three-

No. This can’t be happening. This can’t-

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