Breeder For The Lycan Lord

"Your new name is Athena."

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"Go out there, like the good girls you are and dance. Well enough, to please the watchers. There are only two choices for you, dance well and get sold or be killed." They weren't empty threats. They had been trained, well fed and made beautiful over the past few months, so any girl who didn't fetch enough money for them would simply be discarded.

"If we are get lucky enough, we'll be chosen." Sandra said beside Anna said and Anna sighed.

Lucky?

Would being sold be called luck? In their world, yes.

"File out. Take your position at the poles." Candy fired another order at them and stopped in front of Anna, a grin on her face.

"You are one of the best, Anna, even though you are nothing but just an omega. I hope you get chosen though. Best of luck." She said.

"Thank you." Anna breathed out in nothing more than a whisper as she joined the queue, being the last on the line.

She took a deep breath, the color of the club lights almost blinding, by the contrast they had with each other. The place suddenly went silent and the song changed to a slow passionate music for them to dance with.

Her black lingerie on, her thin long legs walking towards the pole at the center, Anna was ready.

A deep breath and her hips began to sway sensually to the playing music. She was good at what she did and she knows it, but what if she didn't get sold? Anna couldn't risk that, not when her life was hanging on a thread.

People would die tonight but she wasn't ready to be one of them.

The club suddenly went silent. Even the music stopped. A graveyard couldn't compare to whatever silence had taken place in Abaddon right now.

Her waist continued moving, her legs baring slowly while she showed some skin. The music wasn't going to make her stop. Dancing skillfully, Sandra made her way towards her.

"It's Xandros." Anna heard a faint whisper from her lips as she moved past she and her heart beat quickened.

She could see Sandra's steps falter and her moves were going wrong. She shook her head, her eyes conveying to Sandra. She can't make a mistake.

The music started after the line of warriors settled in and there Xandros walked in. A lump formed in Anna's throat as she skillfully turned backwards, a moment to catch her breath.

When Anna turned back to the crowd who were now awfully silent, she saw Candy shake her head. She was telling her to keep dancing and not be scared.

Two more minutes, it'll be over and the bid would begin. All Anna had to do was make it through till that time. Sweat trickled from underneath her hair down her back and she felt cold dark eyes on her. Her lashes moved upwards and her eyes met his gaze, Xandros. The Lycan King never came to Abaddon no matter what happened. Why was he here this time around?

One minute. A few steps and the music turned off. It was over. Her legs took her as fast as she could get out of the club while she still felt his dark eyes escort her.

"How could you be scared?" Candy's voice resounded in her ears and the woman held her tightly by the shoulders, her fingers piercing into her skin.

"Whether it is the Lycan King or anybody else, once you are on stage, you never get scared. The stage is your only control." She said sharply.

"That ends this night, doesn't it? All the trainings, isn't it just for us to get sold?" She asked.

"Yes, it's just for you to get sold. But will we get our money's worth?"

"Nobody is meant to be bought." A slap across her cheek made her face turn to the side, her stomach churned. All she had done was had a trickle of sweat roll down her back.

"You....don't have that luxury." Candy said with gritted teeth, "File up now and let the bid begin!"

Sandra stood in front of Anna and she held her hands tightly, rubbing her thumb on it.

"I was even the one who made a mistake."

"I was right at the centre and Candy's eyes were fixed on me. Of course, she noticed my every moves. It is not your fault."

"Lycan Xandros was staring at you." Sandra manged to say, her eyes bulging slowly, she was scared.

"He doesn't need me." Anna gave a short reply, applying pressure on Sandra's hand before they finally walked into the building.

Still in their stripping dress, they stood on the podium. Anna's eyes unintentionally looked across the room. Lycan Xandros was no longer there but his men remained.

It seemed he had gone about his business because Anna was sure, Xandros would never come to Abaddon unless there was something he really needed to get or to get a life he had marked. But why on the night she was to perform?

It was soon her turn and with a fast beating heart, Anna stood on the uplifting in the middle of the podium. Her hands were glued to her side, sweat coming out of all pores her skin hard.

"100 grands." A pot bellied man with a bald head said, saliva decorating his lips as he ran his tongue over. At that price he set, many more started coming.

"300 grands."

"400." Anna's heart rate soon began to resound in her ears, her glands sent a rush of warmth to her eyes, making them glassy.

"600, 000 dollars."

A satisfied smile crept up on Candy's face as she looked at Anna like a prize she couldn't wait to unbox. Her hand held the wooden hammer tightly.

"Any other person?" She asked ,her eyes glimmering with happiness and Anna's lips went dry. She had been sold.

Candy raised the hammer high enough to give a resounding sound of her new found wealth and Anna closed her eyes, but instead of the sound of wooden structures, a gunshot resounded, sending immediate shivers down her spine.

The sound of sharp footsteps came in at that instant and Anna opened her eyes, just to see Xandros walk down the stairs.

His beta warrior walked towards him and took his gun, exchanging it with a white handkerchief. Candy's forehead creased, lines her intent beauty parades had failed to prevent.

With each thundering step Xandros took, he cleaned his fingers, blood staining the white handkerchief. Everyone smelled it, a wolf had been killed. The whiff of blood was in the air.

Casually he stopped, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers, "One million."