CAMOUFLAGE

And on entering the mall, all items here were probably made of glass. Christ, it is so big and shiny, I hope to goddess this is not human trafficking, my old man better be playing pranks. I see no reason why someone this high should want to have anything to do with my family, not to talk of a lowly omega like me. I am met with 27 men and maybe above but the moment I tried walking further into the mall, it was as if they knew I have an appointment with someone here, who am I kidding, surely no one could have the balls to come here without tangible reasons and enough security check. Which brings me to ask, who the hell is this man? Four men escorted me to the elevator and two followed me up the highest floor of the building. The highest floor which is the fiftieth floor, who builds a company with many floors, The voldov family are really something. The hairs on my neck are starting to stand with the realization that I may be getting trafficking and I’m willingly walking into it. Oh

Wealth and cage …. sounds like fun but Celibacy and loyalty to one partner? No. never, I do not want to cry right now. Christ, there is even a head covering clothe too… who the hell made these rules …. “What do you say Charlie” he asked me in that calm voice of his while I was seated here, busy panicking on the inside. If I do not go through with this deal, I have no idea of what my father is to do to me. If he could put me in a limo to an unknown destination which he is has never done before, he could as well sell me after this one but I still don’t want to be tied to someone I do not love for eternity . “I do not think I like the idea of that” I paused to catch my breath before continuing “my alpha will be out to the world while I will be a proxy kept for him and that doesn’t appeal to me” I swallowed very loudly when I noticed how dark his eyes have gone from me referring to him as my alpha. That being said, is it just me seeing things or does his eyes seem to be mismatche

A body slammed into mine. Fear gripped me immediately as I tried to side-step the alpha in front of me when he held on to my elbows. “Are you fine?” he asked. I didn’t bother looking up to reply but continued walking when he gripped me stronger than normal. I looked up to see his face before kicking him in his sack and I ran. Right now, the only thing on my mind was regret… how I could have just gotten married to the spoilt brat at the event hall rather than getting into Damiel Volkov’s hand or getting thrown out of my house. Wait a minute… are those footsteps I hear? Christ. Someone is following me. I had never been so scared before. The person was getting closer… The alpha met up with my speed and grabbed me by the shoulder, making me hit the ground. I hissed in pain, and the first thought in my mind was: I hope I don’t have a concussion. The man dragged me by the leg in the mud and watched the rain drench me and my screams. Violently thrashing around, hitting me across the

CHARLIE I can smell alpha… wait. Alphas, to be exact. A bit too many of them. Where am I…? And just then it clicked. My situation, oh Christ, I think I am dead. Because if all of those alphas had their turns on me, I should be dead by now. There’s no way I’m carrying a child for rapists. My heat just ended a few days ago. Just then I felt a sharp stinging pain on my cheek, another slap…and I opened my eyes in time to see twelve eyes staring back at me. The six alphas were still standing with bored expressions. I guess they did not have their way with me while I was out. Clang! That bastard again. My assaulter, to be exact. He gripped me by the hair, forcing my head backward. In that swaying motion, I was starting to get very dizzy, until his punch landed on my face and I snapped back into consciousness. “Playing dead?” the man holding my hair asked while the others behind him started taking off their trousers, leaving them in shorts or briefs, which terrified me. He p

CHARLIE My sperm donor is making me get married to a royal alpha and a mafia boss for Christ’s sake. Don’t get me wrong, Damiel is a respected man who controls a lot but what my issues are is the a lot that he controls because they come with conditions like me fully covering myself from head to toe. Producing his heir and if he gets promoted from a royal wolf, only Christ knows how many spouses he will be given as tribute. I know we would never be lovers but I still do not want a space where chaos will be brought to me by other spouses that seems me as their rival, he could fuck a tree for all I care. I just need to satisfy my sperm donor, his threats are not tongue’s play and I know of them strictly. POV SWITCH_______ A car was already waiting for Charlie outside of his house, prepared by his father to take him wherever he would find Damiel Voldov, one of the rare royal wolves to ever be known. Charlie stopped the driver when he got to the mall with the name ‘Voldov’ boldly