Chapter 4

Brielle

“She looks beautiful, I’m sure she’s going to go for a reasonable price… What do you think? How much do you think we’re going to get off her?” 

“I don’t know but from the looks of things, she seems to be among the most beautiful ones here, we can bargain higher because there'll be lots of hungry alphas.” I heard two men converse and slowly opening my eyes, I shut them back.

I was in a dimly lit room with two men, outside there was a commotion. At first it felt like a dream but opening my eyes again, the pain on my left leg brought images of what had transpired.

Mom’s death hit me like a wind and tears began pouring down my cheeks as I began sobbing softly.

“Poor wolf, we’ve seen this countless times, not even the goddess can save you, you’re too beautiful to be kept, you’ll be sold for an amount that can get two more slaves later.” He muttered and more tears flooded my cheeks.

I heard about how the alphas of the Shadow pack had a gathering for slave trading and although it had been a rumor, it dawned on me now that there would never be smoke without a fire.

“Wear this, don’t make us make you change, tell me, don’t you speak?” The first man demanded as he grabbed my cheeks roughly and I said nothing.

“Speak.” He ordered and I just continued whimpering, I wasn’t filled with fear, just rage, exhaustion and sadness.

“Are you dumb? Listen now and listen good, you do not own yourself anymore, anything that steps into our territory belongs to us and if you dare act funny, you’d be dead before you can say jack. I won’t have you disobeying my orders, especially after you get sold, failure to comply with my wishes and I’d whip your body until you have blood spilling out of every hole in your skin.” He threatened, making goosebumps appear on my body as I pressed myself to the wall, wishing it could swallow me up. 

“Do you understand!” The second snapped and I nodded hastily, making his eyes glow with satisfaction.

“Get changed or else you’d suffer.” He warned, making me swallow and immediately they rushed out. I looked around, wishing I’d find a window or escape route but the room was no different from a vacuum.

With tears streaming down my cheeks, I changed into the thin gown that had been offered to me. 

My wolf, Blue, was exhausted, it’d be impossible for us to run away without getting caught. I couldn't feel her presence, she had retreated into the deepest part of me, trying to recover from the pain and wound. 

“Mom… Did I run away from the pack just to become a slave? Wasn’t being Dylan’s slave better than being sold to some unknown and cruel elite?” I whispered as I bit back tears.

They pushed the door open, making me jump in fright. He glanced at me with lust, nodding softly as he circled me, accessing my body.

He snarled. “I’d have loved to have a little fun with you but alphas hate to have their sluts tampered with.”

“Good, walk.” He ordered as he pushed the door open and stepping out, I gasped.

This was like some high end slave house, numerous guards walked around with girls dressed in skimpy outfits with number tags on their bodies.

Ladies had forlorn looks in their faces, they looked like they had accepted their fates and a lump rose in my throat.

My fears increased when a number was placed on my body and I was handed over to a guard who stared at me with lust.

Stepping on the stage with numerous ladies, my knees trembled, I wanted to fall to the ground and disappear forever. 

Numerous dirty, fat alphas sat on the chairs, chuckling and drinking wine while they assessed us like they were buying pets.

I looked around, wishing there was some high window I’d be able to jump from and commit suicide, I’d rather die than let myself get pawned off like an animal.

One after the other, the ladies were auctioned off and all I did was stare at them, numerous thoughts running through my head as I wondered the worst thing that could’ve happened if I had stayed back with Dylan.

“This sexy…” The exhibitor stopped speaking when a guard whispered some words into his ears.

“Sold!” He announced with a huge smile and my eyes widened as I wondered what had just happened.

“Take her.” The guard grabbed my arm roughly and I shrieked as I tried to push his hands away but he towered over me and one glare made my skin crawl with fear as I recoiled back.

I was dragged outside but whispers filled the air.

“The evil step twins always purchase the best, how devastating…”

“They’ll be back here tomorrow for another slave, the slaves barely make it past two days around them. Poor bitch, I have fantasies of bending her over but unfortunately she’d meet her waterloo.”

“The Shadow pack alphas shouldn’t be allowed to bid until we’ve chosen our best…” A few men grumbled and my heartbeat increased.

The shadow pack? The same pack owned and ruled by Dylan’s step-brothers? The same brothers who are known to be the most cruel and deadliest people who wouldn’t hesitate to behead a whole pack if angered? The same alphas that had single-handedly taken over a pack during a full moon?

Goddess please kill me… Dragging me out, the guard was leading me towards one car when my eyes darted to the opposite direction. A car was driving towards the gate at a reasonable speed and without thinking twice, I broke free from the guard, rushing in front of the car, ready for death.

“Goddess please don’t save me, kill me.”