The furry animal crept toward me. I stumbled backwards. Run, my instincts told me, even if Nicky was waiting to laugh herself silly. I spun around, half expecting her and my manager to rush out of my house to tease me about running off from the party early.
Another small creature blocked the patio door. I managed to chuck the rest of my champagne into its face and then pivoted toward the side gate, blood thumping in my ears, neck, and chest.
The glass slipped from my fingers and cracked on the pavers. I slid on the wet stones but remained upright. Pain splintered in the middle of my back and legs. My knees buckled and I went down flat on my stomach. The right side of my face whacked the granite. A metallic taste filled my mouth.
Was I being kidnapped? I managed to get up on one knee and whipped my head around, shielding my face with my arm.
The strange furry animals loomed over me. One pointed a pronged stick at me. I screamed and kicked it out of its hand and grabbed a chunk of fur on its skinny leg. It screeched, proving that those weren’t costumes from my movie. I’d seen some of the best makeup and props and these were on another level. Like they weren’t costumes at all, but they had to be.
The creature that was blocking the patio door dove to the ground and clamped my feet together while the one with the stick clamped my arms above my head. What kind of moves were those? Nothing like what I learned from my self-defense instructor after an overzealous fan almost got me in his van when I didn’t realize I couldn’t even go to the pricey grocery store in my neighborhood without being recognized.
A blindfold was put over my eyes. The air felt heavy and I gasped. I felt like I was suspended between the two of them and could float away if only I could breathe, could move. Almost immediately, my hands and feet were free, and I was lying on a sleek white floor.
I sat up, yanked the cloth over my eyes away, and squinted against the bright lights. High-pitched indecipherable voices surrounded me, but I couldn’t see anything.
Something cold and hard vibrated across my neck and knocked me over. I fell on my side onto my knee. I clutched my throbbing leg to my chest.
They hit me. I hadn’t been hit outside a movie since, well, never, and that had been an accident.
My tiara popped off my head and clattered nearby. “Use anything as a weapon,” my self-defense instructor had told me. I reached for it, but a white furry hand snatched it away. Something cold clamped around my neck.
Had I been kidnapped or was I hallucinating?
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Captured By The Alien Dragon Galactic Alpha’s Conquest: Book 1
Stella Casey
© 2019
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