Chapter 25

Days turned into weeks. Ice bent over the toilet. The nausea was familiar. The stranger had impregnated Ice that first day. As much as Ice wanted to end his life, he knew that his captor would not permit Ice to die. Not until after the child was born. Ice wept as he threw up again. 

The door opened. Ice looked at his captors. Their scent identified them as the two who had put him in this room. One of them gestured for Ice to move to the center of the cell. The other ran his hands over Ice’s naked body and then used a syringe to draw some blood. They left the room as silently as they had entered it.

Shortly after Ice’s belly grew, the two goons carried in a bookshelf with some books on it. Ice was surprised. He thought that his captor would let him go mad from boredom. Apparently not. He had read some of the books before but anything to relieve the boredom was welcome.

 

Ice tossed the book onto the floor. He lost count of the number of times he had read each book over the past six months. The goons showed up periodically to restock the fridge and offer new books. A request for pen and paper was ignored. Nothing Ice knew about vampires explained the motivation for his capture. Ice was not vain enough to think that his mysterious captor had seen his beauty and fell head over heels for him.

The cramps Ice had been experiencing all day grew stronger. It wouldn’t be too much longer until the child was born. Ice wondered what would happen to him after he gave birth. He sincerely doubted that he would simply be released.

Abigail King