I Scored Myself A Mate

Mark and Alex were tied from their hands and wrists, their mouths gagged with old fabric. Both of them had been tossed into a wooden cage and thrown on top of an old carriage. The red haired man kept whining, kicking the cage causing the demons to stop many times just to make him go quiet. One had actually slapped him once, warning them that if he kept this up both of them were going to get killed. 

Alex kicked him gently, wanting to get his attention and when their eyes met he shook his head in a negative manner, telling him to stop. They were just making things harder for them like that. He tried to pass that message to him mentally and noticed that Mark stopped after a few seconds, deciding to follow his advice. Alex wanted to smile but the gag on his mouth was annoying, he could barely breathe actually. 

"They will catch a really good price."  he heard one of them say and he frowned. He couldn't help but wonder  why wasn't Mark calling his familiars when his eyes landed on a rune that was carved on the cage. His head fell back in desperation, him slowly thinking they were doomed. If they passed the border and entered the cemonic capital then they were really lost. They would sell them in an instant and then it would be impossible for them to escape. 

He didn't like it. The feeling of being restrained. The rough ropes on his hands, the narrow box he had been shoved into. He felt as if someone had dropped a rock on his chest. It felt oddly and horridly familiar, the sensation of losing your freedom. It made his chest hurt and he couldn't help but panic. Not just because they had been captured but because there, in that cage he was living two moments. 

He didn't know how to explain it properly but the more he remained there, the more he could feel the restraints tightening on his skin. Even though he was tied with rope he could hear the dragging of chains, he felt weak as if he had been beaten up, even though no one had touched his body, he had surrendered willingly. His eyes watered and this time he was the one that forced the demons to stop. He kept kicking at the door of the cage, desperately needing to get away. One of them rounded the carriage and looked at them. He was hideous, with a long black beard and two horns protruding from the side of his forehead. His eyes were like the ones of a lizard, colored a moldy green. 

"Take them out for a bit. They keep getting on my nerves." He said. 

"Let's just beat them up." one of the proposed and Mark's eyes widened. He had seen Alex's reaction, he was aware where it came from and it broke his heart. The elf was not listening, he was lost in some kind of storm in his own mind, trying to escape the feelings that clashed inside him. 

"Don't. They are pretty. We will sell them higher so don't damage them. Just throw them there, a few of you come with me, there is a village close by. Some poor farmers will be willing to sell their daughters." he said and most of their gang followed him, leaving three of them there to guard the two prisoners. 

One of them approached them. Crouching in front of the teary Alex and taking his gag out. He clenched his cheeks with his finger, examining his beautiful face with his greedy eyes and smirked. 

"You will be a real crowd pleaser." he said. Alex stared at him, his eyes wide and filled with terror as the demon scanned the rest of his body. Alex felt like he would throw up, he moved his face, wanting to stop feeling his touch and the demon clicked his tongue before he slapped him. 

"Don't touch me." Alex said between gritted teeth and he started laughing. 

"I can do more than that. And I swear, you will never forget it." He threatened him, his hand, ending with long black claws ripped his shirt, exposing his chest. Mark started moving, trying to kick the guy but he didn't seem to be phazed. He just pushed him roughly, making him hit the back of his head on a tree trunk. 

"Get away." Alex said. Again, this disgusted feeling. This horrible pain. He couldn't have this man any closer, he couldn't bear seeing his face. His claws trailed a path on his exposed skin, leaving bleeding scratches that healed soon. 

"So you heal. No matter what I do to you then will disappear." he said with a victorious smile. He grabbed him and pushed him to the ground, damp grass underneath his scarred body and he screamed as the man ripped his shirt off completely. 

"No, no, not again." he cried out loud and his eyes widened. Again? 

"No need to cry, nothing will change anyways." The demon told him and Alex started shouting, trying to escape him but he couldn't

"You're fucking dead!" A deep voice echoed through the thick forest.

The birds flew away, all of them at once blackening the sky, terrified by the voice that was filled with rage. The ground shook and it almost felt as if the end of the world had arrived. The ground turned black, a thick mist surrounding them slowly while shadows crawled from the deepest corners. Then, lightning struck, black and fast like a traveling nightmare it spread everywhere, hurting everyone in its path. 

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Let's not make them angry please. Also merry christmas again! Hope you are having great holidays and enjoying the book. Please leave a nice comment or what you think about the book! 

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