CHAPTER THEEE

ELEANOR’S POV.

“Bring them all out here!” I heard one of the guards roar. 

Everywhere was getting loud and noisy. Everyone mutters and says words to themselves, toppling over each other as one tries to outlive the other.

The hefty guards walked in and started to drag everyone out, a long wipe in their hands. A wipe was so long and scary that I felt swallow a lump of saliva that quickly gathered in my mouth. 

My heart beat fast.

I was scared. I had no idea what my fate was to look like.

“Pull every single one of them out.” I heard him say again in his hoarse masculine voice. I couldn't see him from where I was. However, I could see the guards losing the chains from the ground to connect them. Their hands and legs were locked together.

My heart beat fast as I watched every slave they released being pushed out of the cell, then walked off by the guards.

Soon it was my turn. My eyes were glued to him as he bent down to do the same to me. A strong smell hit my nose, emanating from his Brown hair. It was like he hadn't had a proper shower in months. Either that, or he rarely washed his hair. 

When he was done, he grabbed me by the left arm and dragged me up, causing me to wrench a little. I couldn't dare make a sound because I feared provoking them.

He pushed me to another, who led me out of the cell. We passed through the gate, my eyes almost blinding from the reflection of the bright, shining Sun sitting prettily in the sky. A smile curled up my lips because I was at least glad I could lay my eyes on it again. I had thought I would die in that cell without seeing another Sunlight.

The walk lasted minutes, and we were transported from one place to another. Soon we stopped in front of another big gate and walked through it, the others coming behind me while some walked in front of me. 

Everywhere was noisy, so noisy that it almost deafened me. The guards screamed and shouted. I noticed some melting and making swords, making equipment of a different kind.

My heart started to hit my ribcage, begging it to let it escape before it faced a crueler death. Beads of sweat broke across my face as the thoughts of what those sharp objects could do to me ran through my mind.

“Walk!” The guard who held me said and pushed me forward.

I gulped down another lump of saliva and walked forward. My eyes barely left them. 

We walked into the big building.

I could see a lot of Wolves dressed in expensive attire, sitting them. Some chew on things, while some focus on nothing in particular.

But was it nothing?

We stopped at the front, close enough to see the others taken before me kneeling with their head bowed. They still had their chains on.

My eyes trailed further and landed on a Wolf sitting on a throne. He looked bigger and scarier. He looked like a giant, so I was sure his presence here would intimidate a lot of Wolves.

“Next one is this Blonde. The young fella looks healthy and is fed healthy. Going for 500 bucks.” I watched a Wolf announce. Hid dressing differently from that of the one who held me. It looked like he was superior to them.

I watched the crowd murmur a little, and then hands started to fly in the air.

“I will take him.” One Wolf said.

“I will take him for 550 bucks.” Another said with a bit of pride in his voice.

“I will pay 600 then.” The first Wolf countered and turned his head around to send a mocking smile to his competitor.

“Sold!” The Wolf sitting on the throne roared, his voice carrying a lot of power and earthquake.

“The Slave Lord has spoken.” The Wolf standing said, and I presumed him to be the Enslaver. I had heard stories of them. 

I watched the poor boy being pushed forward and taken by the Wolf, who had a smile on his face. 

My fear heightened because now I knew what fate had in store for me. Now that I knew, I doubted that I could handle it.

I was pushed to the front to kneel with the others. My head bowed.

I maintained this position as the whole selling went on. My heart beat more every time I heard “Sold off.” 

Never have I felt this scared. Not until now.

Tears dropped down my eyes. My mind goes back to my old life. A life where I didn't have to experience all these hardships. A life where Lucien pampered me and did everything to make me smile. A life where my Sister acted as a sister would do.

A life I used to love.

Before they betrayed me.

I sniffed back the liquid I had, threatening to run down my nostrils.

“Don’t cry, child. Just pray to the moon goddess. You will survive.” I heard a familiar voice whisper, and I saw him staring back at me with a smile.

My newly found friend and cellmate. 

It's funny how he could still smile in a time like this. 

Maybe he was mad.

I know I doubted the moon goddess, but I didn't let it stop me from whispering a word or two to her, hoping that she would hear and responds.

I was dragged and pushed forward. My fear soared, and my body shook as I awaited what was to be my next fate.

What if I got sold to a Wolf who treated me like a pile of shit? Even worse than I have ever been treated.

“This redhead is going for 600 bucks.” I heard him say. I heard them announce to the crowd. I heard this Wolf determine my fate with a price tag.

I bit my lower lip and muttered more prayers to the moon goddess. I knew she wouldn't respond, but there was no harm in trying.

“I will take her.” I heard a Wolf yell.

I was tempted to raise my head and look at him, so I did. A resounding hit on the head by one of the guards stopped me midway.

Ouch!

It pained. But not more than my heart does right now.

“650!” Another yelled.

“750! She looks like she will be good in bed.” Another said, causing me to bite harder on my lip.

“800! Beat that!” Another said mockingly.

My stomach clenched tightly as I heard the Wolves make a joke out of me. They seemed to be catching a lot of fun at my own expense.

There was a long silence for a while. My heart thumped so loud that I was sure everyone could hear it.

“Is that everyone? Going...” The Slave Master was saying before he was interrupted.

“1000 bucks!” A Wolf yelled aloud, and everyone gasped.

Murmurs could be heard as they each whispered their thoughts to one another.

“Is that the last?” The Slave Master asked.

I could hear the excitement in his voice.

“Sold!” The Slave Lord roared after some minutes, and I felt my breath seize. More tears ran down my cheek.

Up until a week and some days ago, I used to have a house, a lover, and a happy family. Now, I had nothing, nothing but my life, which was no longer mine now. My life was now sold off for 1000 bucks.

I felt dragged up by a guard pulling me forward. I didn't attempt to fight or run. I didn't even have the strength to shed a tiny drop of tears anymore. I didn't even have the strength to survive.

We stopped in front of my new Master, and the guard handed my chain over to him, alongside the chain key, before walking away.

I raised my eyes to look at him, my new Master. His face was emotionless and cold. His gaze was evil, brutal, and empty that I quickly brought my face down.

He got up and held me by my hand's chain.

The last thing I heard before being pulled away was, “Kill him.”

I turned around to see my newly found friend had been pulled away, a smile glued to his face until the end.

It was at that point that I realized I didn't even know his name.

****

I sat still in the car, saying nothing. My head bowed because I was scared of provoking him. 

Minutes into the drive away from the wrong place, we said no word to one another. I didn't even know the name of my own Master, and I wasn't bothered to know.

“What's your name?” I heard him say, his voice empty and void. It had this thing in it that I couldn't put my finger on.

“E...El...Eleanor.” I spoke up, stammering a little.

There was a bit of silence before he finally spoke.

“Okay, Eleanor.” He said and paused. “This is the thing. You are Princess Lily from Dark-world Pack, 22 years of age, and the only daughter of Late Alpha and Luna Sparkles. You are an old friend of mine, and we attended the same school. Understood?” He said.

My jaw dropped for a minute as I tried to process all he said, but I could feel his gaze hard on me.

I nodded in response.

“Good!” He exclaimed softly and added. “I need you to be my pretend Luna.” He informed, his voice colder than before.

His words left me in bewilderment.