登入Larry's pov"Three hundred million dollars." An unfmiliar voice echoed from high above the stage.It was a woman's voice, it was cool, calm, and absurdly loud. It didn't sound frantic or angry. It sounded like an absolute command.Every single head in the building turned up toward the dark balcony on the second floor.Standing in the shadows of the VIP box was a tall woman. She was dressed in an elegant, floor-length dark coat with intricate silver embroidery. In her hand, she held a sleek, dark wooden walking stick, and resting on her head was a wide-brimmed black hat that cast the upper half of her face in deep shadow."Three hundred million dollars," she repeated smoothly, her voice echoing over the quiet crowd. "For the boy."The presenter blinked, stuttering into the microphone. "M-Ma'am... the auction is already over. The gentleman on stage won the bid fair and square."The woman leaned slightly on her walking stick. She didn't even look at the presenter."Four hundred million d
Larry's pov"Clean him up and dress him," the guard ordered, shoving me into a chair before stepping back near the door. "Make it fast. He goes on stage in twenty minutes."What?! I frowned.What stage?!The women immediately grabbed damp towels and walked toward me. They took off my gag and I immediately tried to reason with them."Please!" I burst out, tears welling in my eyes as I looked at the woman closest to me. "Please help me! I was kidnapped! My name is Larry! You have to call someone, call Alpha Rowan, I will give you his number, or call the police, call anyone! Please!"The woman didn't reply. She didn't even make eye contact but her hands trembled as she wiped the dirt and blood off my face."Please look at me!" I begged, my voice breaking into a desperate sob. "Don't let them do this to me! Help me escape!"None of them spoke. They moved like ghosts, numb, terrified, and completely broken. They ignored my cries as if I weren't even speaking.One of the women picked up a
Larry's povThe SUV finally stopped inside the dark courtyard the iron gates had closed behind us with a loud, heavy thud, and the silence inside the car was thick and terrifying.My heart was pounding like a drum against my ribs. I was still bound and gagged but I managed to pull my knees up to my chest, shivering in Rowan’s oversized shirt, feeling smaller and more helpless than I ever had in my life.Where was Rowan? Was he too late? Was he hurt? I kept wondering to myself worry.Suddenly, the car doors were yanked open from the outside. Cold night air rushed into the back seat, carrying the smell of damp stone, machine oil, and stale smoke.I looked up and I saw that standing outside was a group of huge, scary-looking men.The leader stepped forward, with his heavy boots crunching against the gravel. He was a massive Alpha with dark tattoos covering his neck and the entire side of his face. He had a nasty, jagged scar running across his bottom lip.He leaned into the doorframe and
Larry's pov"You're right..." I whispered, my voice trembling softly. "If I'm going to be sold off anyway... maybe I'd like one last night of passion, come here and touch me please." I begged.What they didn't know was that for the last two hours, I hadn't been sitting idle. While they were busy driving, I had been quietly, obsessively picking at the rough knots around my wrists, working the rope looser millimeter by millimeter.My best chance of survival was a single moment of total distraction where I could wriggle out of them without anyone anticipating my actions.Marcus smirked at my words, completely blinded by his own lust to realise that my offer didnt make an sense."Smart boy," he purred, leaning his face down right toward mine.The second his face was inches away—BOOM!I reared my legs back with every ounce of strength left in my body and kicked him square in the nose! A sickening crunch echoed through the car as blood spurts across his face.Marcus screamed in agony, his h
Larry's povThe cold, metallic floor of the SUV vibrated beneath me as the reality of my existence continued to shatter into a million terrifying pieces.An Omega. A suppressed wolf. A lie wrapped up in orange prescription bottles and years of fake allergy diagnoses... thats what they told me.Every time I looked up, the mercenaries in the front seats were watching me through the rearview mirror, their eyes lingering on my bare legs where Rowan's shirt had ridden up.I pulled my knees tightly against my chest, silently praying into the dark for Rowan to find me. Please, Rowan. Please hurry.Suddenly, the vehicle slowed down, pulling into a dark, secluded alleyway lined with rusting industrial dumpsters.The leader in the passenger seat unbuckled his seatbelt, turning around to give the crew a cold, strict look. "Park here and turn off the engine," he commanded. "I have a quick errand to run. I need to clarify a few things about him before we proceed.""What?" Marcus grumbled from the
Rowan's pov"No," I snapped, my voice dropping into an icy, dangerous register that made her freeze. "Give me breathing space, Sasha, and get out of my fucking sight." Sasha blinked, recoiling as if I had physically struck her. The tearful panic on her face vanished, replaced by a sudden, sharp look of cold resentment. Her jaw clenched tight, and without another word, she let out a loud, dramatic sob, turned on her heel, and stomped furiously out of the room, slamming the heavy door behind her.Once the echo of her footsteps faded, Calvin let out a long, heavy sigh, leaning against the edge of my desk."Do you really think Sasha had a hand in this, Rowan?" Calvin asked softly, looking at me with a bewildered frown. "I mean, look at her. She’s a spoiled, self-absorbed princess. She barely understands standard pack politics, let alone how to contact high-grade, black-market mercenaries with military-spec suppression tech."I rubbed my temples, the dull throb of silver poison still achi
Larry's pov“Wow,” Rowan said. “I didn’t realize you’d be this shy after last night.”I gaped at him in shock. “After… after what?” my voice croaked.The laughter instantly died, and he frowned.“Wait,” he said slowly. “You don’t remember?”I felt dread fill my tummy. “Remember what?”He studied me
LARRY’S POV"Never, Larry,” Rowan snarled. “I will never ever stay away from you. And from today onward, you are forever mine!"I sat there analyzing his words as they rang in my mind over and over again. “You are forever mine!”He didn't sound like he was joking, or even teasing. There was an air
LARRY’S POV“Larry?” My sister, Sasha, called again, louder this time. There was something in her voice now— it sounded like confusion… and something very close to panic. “Larry, seriously, have you seen him? He’s not in his room. No one knows where he is.”Guilt slammed into me so hard I nearly ch
LARRY'S POVMy virginity was stolen last night… or at least I think so. But I’m not sure—I don’t really remember clearly.It might have just been a dream, or something worse… but I really hope it was a dream.I could only recall arching my back in response to the coldness of lube being rubbed on my







