But not handsome enough for me to want to do anything with him. I struggle in his arms, but he keeps me close to him.
“Stop fighting, Little companion,” he growls.
“Allow me to inject her before you do anything,” one of the men suggests.
I struggle in his arms, not wanting to get whatever they are talking about, but he keeps my body still against his.
“Pl-please,” I whimper, not liking the sound of this.
Did Luna get one? Where is she now?
“Hurry up so I can clean her up and change her,” the man holding me growls.
“Hold her neck,” the blond says.
The man holding me keeps my head still, and before I know it, I feel a prick and sting as the needle slides into my neck. Without breathing, I close my eyes as whatever they have in the syringe is pushed in.
“Look at me, Little companion,” the man commands.
I open my eyes and stare at him, realizing nothing has happened. What did they inject me with?
“What did you do with Luna? What’s going to happen to me?” I ask before I can stop myself. “Please.”
“Quiet,” he gently says, but I don’t follow his command.
“I don’t need the collar. I don’t want to be here. Please, let me go, and I won’t tell anyone. Let me and Luna go,” I beg him as I yank on the collar.
The man holding me moves me to his left hip, pulling me against him as he grips my chin with his now free hand. “Listen to me and listen closely.”
My eyes are wide as I glare at him. His grip on my chin is tight, forcing me to look at him.
“You will never be able to take the collar off, Little companion. It will stay around your neck for the rest of your life and is equipped with a GPS locator, so if you try to run away from me, I will find you and punish you.” His voice drops an octave.
I suck in a breath, tears pooling in my eyes. I’m going to be owned like a pet for the rest of my life? Is that what Headmistress Helena knew?
“You may clean her up now, Raydn. The injection will start working in an hour,” the red-headed guy announces. “Though, from what I’ve heard from Julan, you may feel some things as well.”
Feeling what? What did they inject me with?
Raydn. Was that the name of the man holding me?
“Raydn?” I try to pronounce, but it’s harder than it sounds.
His grip tightens on my chin. “It’s Daddy to you.”
Daddy? My eyebrows pinch together. Where have I heard that term before?
“You are only permitted to call me Daddy. Anything else and you will be punished.” He lets go of my chin and starts to walk.
“Daddy?” I test the name out, and my eyes go wide once again as I stare at him in shock. “You aren’t my father!” I raise my voice.
My mood sours as I think about my father. I never met him once in my life, don’t even know what he looks like.
“I’m not your father, but I am your caregiver from now on, and you will call me Daddy.” He leaves no room for arguments.
I twist and turn in his arms, uncomfortable from the wetness in my panties sticking to me.
“Stop moving.” He pops me on the thigh.
