LYDIA
I stood rooted in the spot, the lights shining onto the stage made it hard to see who was bidding for me. I was terrified. Lined before me were other girls like me. I watched as the chains on their legs rattled. I watched as the bidding got hot before coming to a halt. The horror was barely over as cheers erupted from below the stage. A tribute had been bought. A girl who must have had a seemingly normal life before this had become someone's property. I looked helplessly as my cover was given away. The stage light circled around me, implying I was next.The atmosphere in the room was terrible. Most, if not all of these men bidding were doing it for the opportunity to fuck a virgin because that was what would most likely happen. Men dominated the room and I was not blind to the look scribbled on their faces. Brash lust. These men wanted a young petite enemy werewolf to break literally. The auctioneer sauntered over to my direction and smirked. His beefy arms coiled around my neck as he tilted his head back to the crowd. "Now this beauty here isn't just any tribute." He began. Bated breath escaped my lips and my sight blurred as hot tears threatened to pour forth. I felt my stomach lurch as the man's hand trailed behind the flimsy clothing we had been handed. He grasped the entire thing and pulled. A tearing noise followed and the robe of white drifted to the ground. Frigid with horror, I looked back at the crowd. Their mouth was ajar and I knew exactly why. Just beneath my breasts was a birthmark I was born with. It was shaped like the crescent moon and peculiar to only werewolf royalty. "This is the daughter of the famed tyrant. The seed of the one that caused us nothing but chaos. Lydia Nightshade, daughter of Duncan Nightshade." One of the stage lights traveled from my direction to the middle of the room. Beguiled in the bright orange light was a man. I made a curious glance. He seemed to be getting special treatment after all. He was clad in a black tie, snowy white shirt, and an even darker jacket. In the midst of the wealthy bastards that surrounded me, something about him seemed prominent. It wasn't the crimson red eyes or the fact that he scowled at my peeking. There was an inexplicable aura that surrounded him. The entire house fell silent. It seemed as if the bids had become hindered upon the disclosure of my identity. The lights receded to the stage once more almost blinding me this time around.“Come on guys, which one of you really wants the chance to show this lovely lady what kind of a man they are. For our fallen sentinels. For the father of our beloved Alpha.” The auctioneer declared to spike his crowd into a frenzy. He sure knew how to get the men going, but then he was on a commission so it was in his best interest. But there was nothing more alarming than a loyal Lycan. The silence erupted into a war cry and the bid began."Five thousand!" One yelled."We have five thousand! Any contenders?""Seven thousand!" Another yelled.The auctioneer stopped to take a good look at me. His smirk was unnerving. It was the bare minimum but it spoke enough. I would be raped, tortured, and discarded, or worse soon enough and all because of my father's reputation. My eyes burned thinking about it but I vehemently refused to let them break my spirit. It was all I had left. It was everything I believed remained and if that was lost, Lydia Nightshade would be nothing but a husk.The bid seemed to die again at seven hundred thousand. It was almost as if none of them thought a creature like me was worth more than that."Any more contenders?" The auctioneer urged. Seven hundred happened to be the highest they had made so far but the haggler was bent on pushing his luck.“There are no more contenders." A rough voice said from the crowd. It was the fellow who had bid seven hundred thousand. Unlike many in the room, his irises seemed to be colored orange implying that he was not a pureblood. "Now I would like to have a closer look, and touch."My eyes widened in terror on hearing that. I had kept myself for my mate. Now a complete stranger was about to do me the things I had denied myself. nonetheless, it wasn't like I has a choice. Reality hit me like a cold slab of eyes to the face. I was an indentured now. Tribute to the wolves. I had to submit.The crowd before me moved, a ripple of excitement and anticipation going through them. The man made his way forward. Once he was closer, I got a better look at him. He was middle-aged and balding, something about him made my skin crawl. He was not the kind of man any girl no matter the situation would envision herself ending up with. Ignoring his appealing physical features, I had to concede to the truth that my buyer was just like every kind of guy in the room. They were demented monsters.I wanted to run, even when the chains that bound my hands and kegs prevented any chance of that happening. It was scary to admit but if I had a knife in my hand at that very moment, I would slash my own throat so that I died with honor. As the man's filthy hands etched closer, I clasped my eyes shut. I wanted to stop. I wanted all these to just be a nightmare. I would do...“Five million.”There was a gasp from the crowd.“Five million?” The auctioneer repeated, his teeth jittering with disbelief. At the corner of the stage, I saw the slave master jump like a madman.“Yes. Five million, if no one touches her.” The buyer assured. It was the man from earlier. The one with dominating ruddy eyes and an inexplicable aura.“I want my assessment,” the balding man sneered, still coming forward.“If you want to touch her," The man continued."You must be able to match my bid, or else she is mine.” The voice sounded aggressive, almost out of control.This made the balding man curse and he turned to face whoever was speaking. The arrogance that clouded his face was immediately replaced by fear. He fell to his knees, making incomprehensible words. "Alpha Alexios . I...had no idea...it was you..." Alexios ? I mused. Alexios Rose. The man who bought me was the Alpha who had a personal grudge against my family. As he threaded close, I tried to retreat but my body simply refused to move. The air slowly became tainted with a scent. What in God’s name was that smell, I asked myself.It wasn’t a bad smell per se. I could detect that the smell was actually a person’s scent – the most delicious scent of fresh pine, spring rain, and cedarwood. The closer Alexios Rose got, the more prominent the smell became. It overtook my senses. It felt like a drug. A good drug. So good that it was beginning to frighten me. Alexios Rose stopped right at the edge of the stage and smiled. "Hello, Lydia."That was the juncture of realization. My wolf echoed the words into my heart but I dared not say the word. Alexios Rose, the man who ruined my life and the bane of my very existence was my mate?ALEXIOS EARLIER... "I am ready." Fiona Blossom waltzed towards me and proceeded to plant a kiss on my cheek. "How is the fit by the way?"She was dressed in green. Her favorite. The color of earth. Something she associated with her spirituality. Witches could be the oddest. It was beautiful. It cupped her breast in all the right places and the slit that stopped at her thigh made my wolf go feral. But I was Alpha and an Alpha never renounced control."Beautiful as always but I do need to go remind you we are going to pick out a slave girl for your needs and not the red carpet." I teased.Fiona sent me a look that made the sky crack in half. It might have been a coincidence but with witches, It was always wise to think otherwise. It was what I loved about them. Their unpredictable nature. Among the supernatural community, they were widely avoided because of the bad reputation that came with the power and title but Fiona was different. She was empathic. The one woman who had managed to
LYDIAWhat was the moon goddess thinking? I asked myself as the auctioneer yelled out loud that Alexios Rose had won the bid considering that no one else dared to toss a contender."Sold for five million." The auctioneer sounded overjoyed. I could hear the slaver scream from behind the curtains. A contract was immediately brought over and Alexios signed, solidifying my fate. Enjoy your purchase." The auctioneer told Alexios as he slammed the paperwork close. "Have a great evening." A woman. Dark-haired. Pale skin and onyx orbs ran to Alexios's side. She had a worried look on her face. She pulled Alexios by the arm and pulled him close like he wasn't a killer. It was crystal clear that she didn't get him. I dared to say that she looked furious. I just couldn't wrap my fingers as to why. No matter though. Life had kicked me hard enough. I was going to die just like I had manifested in the four cold walls of the cell. I knew I should be afraid. I needed to be. But I wasn't. The man inch
ALEXIOS Fiona wouldn't look at me all through the drive. Let alone have a word with me. She was far too busy making sure the daughter of that bastard was doing alright. I bet she would feel differently if I told her what had happened. The Nightshade girl hadn't brought it up so I felt no need to talk about it. The last thing I needed was to have this girl believe we had some sort of hold over me. "Kiss her," That pestering voice had the back of my head rattled. "You know you want to." It was enticing. Her lips were the most inviting pink I had ever laid my eyes on and so could barely stop thinking about it. God, It was slowly happening. The madness of the bond. I looked into the rear mirror. It was easier to spy from there without gathering suspicions. Fiona had given her scarf to the Nightshade girl. In Fiona's eyes, I could see the look of disdain. Her lips were pouted and at the base of her throat, a bobbing vein threatened to explode. Lydia on the other hand looked disturbed. I
ALEXIOS Fiona's kisses got deeper. Her fingers caressed my body, stopping at my hip. Her fingers slid into my pants with ease as she reached for my belt. As she undid the clasp, I felt my wolf overpower me. If I hadn't managed to rein it in as quickly as I did, the animalistic impulse within me told me I would have really hurt Fiona. Fiona must have noticed my hesitation because she immediately broke off the kiss. "Are you alright?" She asked. I pondered on whether it was right to tell her. I could hardly believe this madness myself but I was reasonable enough to know that such a piece of information would wreak havoc on Fiona's mental state because that wasn't the plan. Was the goddess blind? I had to wonder. I had never needed her permission to love and live. At the tender age of ten, I had ascertained that Selene, the alleged mother of all had her favorites and Alexios Rose was not one of them. Everything I was, I had built on my own accord. What right did Selene have to jump ba
UNKNOWN POV Hot air escaped from my lips as I tugged my sweater close. Wentworth was cold this time of the air. My feet wobbled as they tried to stay afloat on the frozen floor. It was times like this I wished I was back at Havenbourne; the city of Roses. I entered an alleyway that served as a shortcut to my apartment. My phone buzzed and as I fished into my pocket to retrieve it, I saw something move behind me. Instinctively turning back, I surveyed the area. Wentworth wasn't particularly dangerous but one could never be too careful with dark alleyways. "Who is there?" I demanded. My sense of smell was keen and so was my divine gift. "I know there is someone there and if you don't step out of the shadows, I will kill you."My threat seemed to work nicely. My stalker stepped into the moonlight. The first thing I caught was the color of their eyes. They were the darkest blues implying this was a Nightshade werewolf and that vital piece of information caused me to immediately take a b
LYDIA When morning came, the guards came to my cell just as Alpha Alexios had promised. I took a deep breath as their heavy metal keys singled into the keyhole and the door clicked open. "She is beautiful," I heard one of them mutter. "It is such a shame that we can't have her. I can think of a few things I want to do to her."I was repulsed. My eyes were still closed when one of them's brash fingers went for my throat. I felt his nails break the surface of my skin and as the sting surged through my body, I opened my eyes to see the guard's disapproving glare. "The Alpha demands your presence and you have the guts to sleep." Having said his piece, He lifted me off the floor and threw me against the metal bar at my left. A cracking sound exploded from my spine as I hit the bar and dropped limply to the floor. I wanted to fight. I knew I could. I barely had any training in combat but the one thing my dad had taught me was how to kill a man. The sentinel in front of me was weak. I coul
LYDIA Tendrils of moist hair blocked my sight as the guard from earlier led me to Alpha Hunter. The doors to a quarter opened and I was greeted by the laugh of a woman being pleasured. I looked before me. In the bed which was draped all over, I could make out two silhouettes. The feminine one had her hands combing through her air while her slender body bounced back and forth. Below her perfect body was the silhouette of a man. His hands were wrapped around the female's body like a tentacle. Moans escaped his lips as the woman continued to bounce. "I'm going to cum." I heard the woman say and it made me cringe physically."Do it, baby. Cum inside of me." The woman retorted, grinding her behind against his stiff member. Was that their dirty talk? With the way my body sang at the act under the sheets, I didn't need any miracle to know who they were. A loud whimper that hinted sexual liberation lunged out of the crevices of their throat and I watched as they both collapsed to the bed,
ALEXIOS There is a kind of shock that rushes through you when the woman who told you to your face that she regretted ever birthing you waltzes back to your front door. "Give me a minute," I said to the messenger."Why is she here?" Fiona inquired. I wish I knew but if I had to guess, it probably had to do with the stupid promise I made her. I glanced at Lydia. The look of relief distorted her face. I liked it better with the frown lines. I begrudgingly walked to the bed and grabbed my clothes. "Keep the girl in check," I instructed Fiona, giving her a kiss before stepping out to face my mother. Glancing around, I zigzagged through the giant hallways and ducked in through an open door. The only open one really. It was a small room that acted as my office. “Hello mother,” I tried to say in the most uncondescending voice I could manage. I took my seat in front of her and asked. “What bring you back to this hellhole?” Her hand was wrapped around a steaming hot coffee cup while she d