Blue Villa

Avan made his way down the hallway, three guards trailing behind, struggling to match his steps. The new slaves had been brought in and he was about to see if any of them could be put to good use.

Of late, trade had been going well and Blue Villa was flourishing. He was going to stop at nothing till every other pack was at his feet, a small price for killing his mate.

“How many?” He asked his right hand man, Harry, without turning.

“Eight” Harry replied. “All female” Harry chuckled “good looking ones”

He licked his lips to avoid smiling. The she-wolves were the real deal. They were either sold for money, pleasure or he could always make use of them either. 

Plus they did a lot of talking to get on his good side so he could always get whatever information he needed.

She-wolves were always useful either way.

He arrived at the clearing and came to a halt as he took in the sight in front of him. It was just as Harry had said. Eight beautiful she-wolves.

“Let me see their eyes” he commanded.

Isha breathed a sigh of relief as the blindfold was taken off her. Her hands were still secured behind her back but at least she could see what she was dealing with.

Squinting as her eyes tried adjusting to the darkness, she gazed at the man in front of her and she could tell from the strong scent that hit her that he was alpha.

Avan’s eyes landed on her but he looked away almost immediately. The energy emanating from her was strong, too strong to be ignored but he didn't want to give her immediate attention.

He moved to the end of the line to begin with the first girl who shivered at every word he said. His questions were direct and short, but he kept going, every step bringing him closer to her until he was standing in front of her.

“Name?”

He could feel his wolf shift uncomfortably within him and he knew there was something about this wolf. This was no ordinary wolf.

Of course, she was beautiful, even with the torn clothes and dishevelled hair, but Avan had enjoyed a fair share of beautiful ladies, that wasn't the attraction here. There was something more and he desperately wanted to find out.

A million thoughts ran through Isha's head and then she blurted “Carol.” Another quick thought and she continued “Carol Gordon.”

“Pack?”

She swallowed. There was no point trying to lie. Sooner or later, her wolf would betray her.

“Decent pack”

She saw the disappointment in his eyes as he looked her over and scoffed “Rank?”

She looked down in confusion. She didn't even know who she was, but she was definitely not an alpha.

“Not assigned yet.”

Avan frowned. He didn't see anything worthy about her but his wolf was not letting go. There was the urge to ask more, to know more. Normally, she would go to the whore house, or even worse be kept as a breeder, but he didn't need any Descent in his pack, they were the greatest liability to ever exist.

Quickly, he moved to the next girl, and the next, and began his judgement.

“Breeding, trade, whore house, trade, trade.” He paused when he got to Carol and it took him some time to speak because he was beyond confused. No one wanted a white wolf around but his wolf was sensing something aside from the fact that she was so sexy, he could think of a million things to do to her, and he was curious to know what that thing was. He wasn't so sure he was making the right decision and it was annoying because he always had everything figured out. Why was an insignificant wolf making this particular decision close. He was sure of one thing though, and that is his wolf wanted her close, and close she was going to be.

“Council” he said “for the council's needs.”

He noticed the side gazes as he made his way back inside. Everyone was probably wondering what a white wolf would be doing associating with the council men, but no one could question him. He was Alpha.