Free The Beasts' Breeding Dungeon by Bree Bellucci Page B

at his sweet text; Drew always
wanted to know when she arrived safely somewhere. She tucked her
phone safely inside the pocket of her jacket-turned-shirt, figuring
that was easier to access than being buried in her large purse.
    Michelle leaned back in the soft leather and
closed her eyes. “I might take a nap,” she said happily.
    “A nap? How far away is this restaurant?”
    “I don’t know. It shouldn’t be too far. When
he was describing the area it sounded about forty minutes away,”
Michelle said in a bored voice as she yawned.
    “Forty minutes! You didn’t tell me that. I
mean, maybe twenty minutes, but forty?”
    “Relax, Ava! Thank god I’m around or I don’t
know if we would be having any fun.”
    Annoyed, Ava sat back in the seat and rolled
her eyes. Michelle was definitely more laid back and more
spontaneous than she, and her sense of fun had certainly added to
their trip, but Ava still couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling of
having a stranger drive them to a restaurant that was so far out of
town.
    “I’m sorry, Ava,” Michelle said in a small
voice, opening one eye and staring at her friend. “I know you get
nervous about these things.”
    Ava sighed. “It’s okay. You’re right. Without
you we would have missed out on a ton of stuff.” Ava managed a
small smile. “Maybe I’ll take a nap, too.”
    “That’s the spirit,” Michelle said, relaxing
once more as her eyes closed. Figuring she might as well make the
most out of their short-lived down time, Ava leaned back in her own
seat and quickly felt her eyes get heavy. Deciding to rest for just
a few minutes, she closed her eyes.
    *
    Disoriented, Ava opened her eyes, feeling
groggy. She was in a moving car, but she couldn’t quite remember
why. Then she remembered; she and Michelle were going to dinner.
But something wasn’t right.
    Ava bolted upright. It was dark outside.
    Pitch black dark.
    Frantically, she looked at her watch and
tried to register the time. It had been only five in the afternoon
when they had left Milan and Michelle had told her it was a
forty-minute drive. Ava’s watch said it was nearly eight. Cold fear
washed over Ava and she tried not to panic. Part of her wanted to
bang recklessly on the divider and start screaming for the driver
to let them out. Instead, she anxiously shook Michelle awake.
    “Michelle!” she whispered. “Michelle! Wake
up, dammit!”
    “Hmm?” Michelle asked sleepily, half opening
her eyes.
    “Wake up!” Ava hissed. “We’ve been in the car
for nearly three hours.”
    Michelle sat upright as if electrocuted and
Ava saw the fear in her friend’s eyes.
    “No! You have to be wrong!” she said,
fumbling with her phone.
    “I’m not. It’s dark outside!”
    Michelle finally found her phone and gasped
when she saw the time. Before Ava could stop her, she began
pounding on the divider, yelling in Italian. There was no response,
as she continued to yell and pound even harder.
    Ava knew it was no good and she quickly
grabbed Michelle’s phone from her hand, only to see that she had no
service bars. Ava quickly pressed her face to the glass and saw
that they seemed to be in a heavily wooded area.
    “Fuck,” she breathed. She felt the car roar
underneath her as if it had shifted gears and she felt the
sensation of moving up a steep incline. Squinting through the
darkness, she realized that they were ascending some type of large
hill or mountain.
    “Think!” Ava commanded Michelle, who was now
crying next to her. “Where could we have gone in three hours time
that is this steep? A mountain or something?”
    “I don’t know,” Michelle sobbed, shaking her
head.
    “Think!” Ava urged. “You’ve been to Italy.
You have family here. What is three hours distance from Milan?”
    “Ummm,” Michelle bit her lip, trying to
concentrate. “We went to Salzburg once and that was about five
hours in the car.”
    Ava nodded encouragingly, trying to keep her
panic at bay.
    “We could be