Her heart beat wildly, only increasing in pace as Greyson's arms wrapped around her own, pinning them to her back.
"Greyson? What the fuck?" Lexi hissed furiously, "Whatever this is, It isn't funny."
A dark chuckle rang in her ears as she pulled against him to no avail.
"Oh, I'm not Greyson…He's in a meeting with Brad…ensuring there's a suitably equipped escort to thwart any attacks on your journey home." the voice murmured in her ear, sending a shiver down her spine, "Unluckily for you... you won't be going home today. Well..you WILL be going home..but not to the one that you thought you would be…"
"Get the fuck off me," Lexi hissed as she struggled furiously, trying to call on her souls to blast whoever this bastard was into oblivion, but receiving no response at all.
Her heart filled with dread as soon as she realized that she was as powerless as a human right about now.
The sound of tutting came from the shadows, along with a humorless chuckle.
"Oh the poor child! What's the matter? Can you not defend yourself? Can't you get free?"
Lexi bared her teeth furiously at the darkness of the forest again, desperately trying to ignore the tongue of the man that was snaking down her neck.
"Fucking show yourself you coward!" she hissed, "What's the matter? Are you so weak that you can't face my strength yourself?"
In seconds the woman was before her, her hand wrapped tightly around Lexi's throat as she sneered down at her.
"Ever the vocal and uncultured bitch, weren't you Lexi?" Narcissa hissed as Lexi narrowed her eyes defiantly.
"If you're going to throttle her, can we at least fuck her first?" the voice that belonged to the man she had thought was Allen drawled in a bored tone, "I don't really care for necrophilia."
"Mmm. If we can't use her as a bargaining chip for an alliance with Eromaug, then at least let us defile her so that our traitorous brother knows that she spent her last moments being claimed by us in Every. Way. Possible."
Narcissa hissed furiously as she let go of her neck and thrust her backwards into the man's arms.
"I should let you have her before I return her to my lord…" She fumed as her cold eyes bore into Lexi's.
"But…Lord Eromaug will smell you on her," another male voice observed dryly as a man stepped from the shadows to stand beside Narcissa, "I would suggest not engaging in that behavior…not if you value your lives anyway. My dear sister failed to complete her assignment in a satisfactory manner and now look at her…an undead wraith, bound to him for eternity to do his bidding. It wasn't even her fault in all honesty." he shrugged.
The man behind her made a noise of disappointment.
"Pity. With any luck he'll still be able to smell her mates on her and will hunt them down instead of us."
"Most likely," Narcissa sniffed in disdain, "Although I'm not sure what he sees in this vile little bitch."
"Clearly my uncle is as fucking twisted as you. Your daughter died and you don't give a shit!" Lexi hissed, "You never gave a fucking shit about her wellbeing, only how you could use her to achieve your goals!"
Narcissa laughed coldly and smirked at her.
"I didn't give birth to that disappointment and waste years of my life training her for her to turn against me the way she did. She was as worthless alive as she is dead, so it makes no difference." she said with a dismissive wave of her hand, "BEsides, that's old news now. Now, you have my lord in quite a state at the prospect of getting his magnificent hands on you."
"Excuse me while I go throw up," Lexi sneered as Narcissa's eyes narrowed, "Ely, do something about her mouth please, I'm tired of listening to her."
Ely rolled his eyes and produced a bottle from his pocket, as he eyed her speculatively.
"If you think I'm fucking rinking that you've got another thing coming." Lexi hissed,
"I thought you might say that..." He grinned excitedly as he dug into his other pocket and produced a leather case which he lovingly opened.
Lexi watched as he reverently pulled a syringe out of the bindings and attached a very long, and very unnecessarily wide needle to the base, drawing up from the bottle and approaching her eagerly as he waved it in the air.
"Now, try to stay still while I administer this... it makes it easier..." Ely advised with a smirk as Lexi tried to pull away from him.
"Like fuck I will! Get the fuck away from me!" She yelled as she threw her head back connecting sharply with the man's nose behind her as he swore furiously.
The man who she had thought was Allen raced over to her with a look of fury on his face as she fought against the man's hold, Ely watching the scene and chuckling indulgently.
"I suppose Greyson has talked about the special brand of love that we indulge in," Not-Allen hissed as his fingers gripped her face painfully, forcing her to look at him.
Without a second thought, Lexi spat in his face and smirked triumphantly as his eyes blazed with murderous fury.
"That was a mistake." He hissed.
"No, you fuckers were the mistake! Your mother should have fucking swallowed." She sneered as she felt herself sandwiched between the two men.
"Excellent! Now, try to keep her still…she's going to scream either way but I'm quite fond of this syringe... I'd hate for it to break inside of her."
Lexi winced as the needle dug through her flesh, her discomfort rapidly transforming into pain as it bit deeper inside of her.
"Perfect! Straight into the muscles!" Ely commented happily as Lexi felt tears of frustration begin to well up.
She was furious with herself and couldn't understand how the fuck that she had fallen for this. Before her thoughts could run away with her, the most excruciating pain began to flood into her body as Ely began to empty the contents of the syringe into her body.