Help! Five Beast Alphas Want To Breed Me!!(BL)

Calisí;

”I’m bored,” I say to the baby squirrel in my hand.

I stare up through the branches above me, and I watch the leaves dance in the wind.

I sigh, as I let one of my legs dangle from the branch I’m lying on, and just as I let the kit go, I hear hooves.

I turn my face in the direction of the sound, and I see a man riding a horse, with a massive carriage behind him.

I stare at the marking on his skin, and I can tell that he is from the tiger clan.

The carriage passes under me, and I roll my eyes and turn back to the sky as a fat man and his boring-looking carriage don’t interest me.

I lift my hand and stare at the back of my slender fingers and my gorgeous, pointy, purple nails.

I press the pad of my thumb against one of my nails, and I stare in fascination as the nail pierces my skin. I pull my thumb away, and I watch my blood trickle out of it.

I smile, but stop when I sense something. I instantly look back at the carriage and it stops a little distance away.

Shivers run along my entire body and I slowly sit up and lean forward as I narrow my gaze at the carriage.

The carriage doors burst open, and I watch four men jump out. While the one who was riding comes around back to meet them.

I stare at all the men as they talk and stretch, but... none of them catch my interest.

Something called out to me. But what?

Two of the men hop back into the carriage, and I watch with creased brows as they start tossing barrels out of the carriage.

The men outside catch the barrels and set them down, and I tilt my head in curiosity as I watch the men work.

They toss out a total of four barrels. Three small ones, and one medium-sized one.

The remaining men walk over to the barrels, and I watch them twist off the heads of the barrels.

My heart stops when the first barrel opens, and a little, blonde girl with small cow horns, and black cow patches along her neck, face and arms emerges.

The second barrel is open, and a red-haired girl with clipped bat wings, and fangs emerges.

Both girls are so young. About eight years old.

The third barrel is opened, and a younger-looking girl who looks like she’s from the Koala clan emerges. She seems to be about five years old.

She has fluffy Koala ears by the side of her face, and her big brown eyes are filled with exhaustion and fear. Her snow white hair is matted mess on her head, and I feel my fists tighten as I stare at the little girls.

The last barrel opens, but no one comes up. The man beside it, kicks it harshly, and the barrel topples over. A much older-looking girl rolls out of it, curled into herself.

One of the men matches up to her and grabs her long, wet, black hair, and yanks her head back.

She groans in fear and as her eyes open, what I see are the most electrifying pair of orange eyes. Eyes that blink in a reptilian manner.

”Behave, cunt!” The man growls as he throws her head away, and the little girls are let out of the barrel.

”Time to eat!” The man who was riding yells, and instantly, I understand what this is.

How wouldn’t I?

It was the same way I was taken. The same way I was ripped away from my home and people and forced to endure years of torture.

These are kidnappers. They’ve stolen these girls from their clans, homes, families, and intend to sell them to pleasure districts.

A twisted smile crawls onto my face as I stare at the disgusting delinquents who do not know that they have caught hell’s interest this fine morning.

Just when I thought I’d die of boredom. There couldn’t be better timing!!

I watch the men rough-handle the girls into a circle, and as they move about their business, I hold out my hands.

I mimic the posture of an archer aiming a bow and arrow.

My aim is on the fatty who was riding the carriage.

”POW...” I whisper as I let go of my make belief arrow, and the rider instantly falls to ground with nothing but a groan.

I stare at his body on the floor, and my smile grows into a grin as I stare at the gaping hole in his forehead.

The girls scream, and the men around start pulling out weapons from underneath their clothes as they look around, but I pull out another make belief arrow from my make belief quiver, and I aim at the stout, baldy who looks like he just might wet his pants.

I let go of my invincible arrow again,

”Phew...” I breathe, and he drops to the ground like a fly as blood starts spritzing from his neck, and I giggle and clap my hands excitedly.

The three men look in my direction, but they can’t see me. The fear in their faces is remarkable.

The oldest girl grabs the three little girls, and hides them behind her as she backs away to hide.

One of the men spots her, and he turns to her. However just as he takes his first step, my smile vanishes.

I send a wave of manna at him, and his body freezes as his head gets blown clean off.

I gasp in amusement, as his body falls to the ground.

”Bullseye!” I cheer, but my celebration is cut short when I see one of the remaining two trying to run off.

”Aww. But the party just started...” I purr as I hold out a hand, and a spinning disc of purple mana levitates above my hand.

I snap my fingers and the discs multiply.

I send the discs at him, and I watch in glee as all his limbs gets sliced clean off!

I cackle as I watch him bleed out, and my gaze locks on the last man standing.

Aye... I should make this fun.

”Levysis...”

I whisper, and he crumbles to the ground like his legs are sticks.

He starts wailing as he backs away towards the tree behind him, and only then do I make myself visible.

I throw myself backwards, allowing my flexed knees keep me hanging from the tree.

”Hello!” I greet with a bright smile, and he and the girls all turn to me.

Aww. All eyes on me... Look away angels. I don’t want to burn your precious eyes with all this glory.

Hahaha!!!