RUN AWAY SLAVE GIRL.

Kiara thought the chains would be a lot lighter once she was brought back into the pack mansion.

She was wrong.

“Unhand me! Let me go!” Kiara squealed as her chains made loud noises as she wiggled and tried to free herself.

Unlike the first time she was brought into the pack house, she was uncooperative and now had 20 million gold coins of debt left to pay.

“Stop your whining this instant!” Denzel snapped. He had had enough of her stubbornness.

“This was not the plan! This wasn’t what you promised me!” She protested as the guards finally unhanded her.

Her shackles were still holding her down.

Even with how exhausted she was, she still found the courage to stare Denzel dead in his hazel eyes.

Denzel still looked slightly amused at how she wasn’t instinctively submissive towards him like every other werewolf in his pack.

“There was no plan to begin with, doll.” Denzel corrected.“You said you’d work for me till your father could pay up his debt.”

“Yes but my father owed 1 million. Not 20!”

“You did say I could do anything with you. So I sold you and decided to buy you again.” He said as he took a few steps closer to her and brought his lips close to her ear.

“You consented to this, Kiara.” He whispered calmly with a sinister smirk.

“You cheated…” Kiara sneered.

“I’m a businessman. How is it my fault that you entered a sensitive contract under ambiguous conditions? It was only logical to take advantage of that.”

It was in the heat of the moment. She just saw the most dangerous Mafia king in her home about to kill her father, she just wanted him to stay alive.

“I hate you.” Kiara spat in a low shaky voice.

Denzel could tell it came from the depths of her heart and for a split second, Kiara watched the amused expression on his face waver.

“That’s ok.” Denzel simply put. “ You don’t have to like me, you just have to know your place.”

“I’m not scared of you.” Kiara spat. “ you’ve already humiliated me, there is nothing more you could do to me.”

“I saved your life. Would you have rather a rival pack bought you instead?” Denzel enquired.

Kiara did not want to entertain the thought that his little stunt at the auction was actually an act of kindness.

In that moment, it was to take power away from Adolphus.

But deep down, Kiara preferred Alpha Denzel over whatever was awaiting her in Adolphus’ pack.

Here, she still had some dignity. Over there, she’d wish she was one of the guard dogs instead.

So Kiara said nothing after Alpha Denzel’s words.

“Take her to a separate room from the rest of the slaves.” Denzel instructed and Kiara felt a sting as the word slave easily rolled off his tongue. “She needs some isolation till she can properly calm herself down.”

Kiara felt the strong grip of the guards grab a hold of her arms and lift her off the ground as they carried her away.

And sure enough, she was separated from the rest.

The room she was locked in looked like the one she slept with the others but this one was smaller, dimly lit and of course had a guard standing outside.

But she was at least grateful that her chains were loosened now. Her limbs were free but she wasn’t.

“Really? Just one guard?” Kiara scoffed as she peeped through the window to get a proper view of what was outside her room.

She felt slightly insulted. Alpha Denzel didn’t even give her the courtesy of giving her proper guards. Just one that looked he could barely throw a good punch.

It was almost like Alpha Denzel was daring her to try to escape.

He didn’t know her long enough but any person with some level of intelligence could tell Kiara was not the soft and tender type and as such, it would not be out of character for her to try to escape.

Surely, this was a trap, Kiara thought. And once she thought she was finally free, he’d probably appear and chain her back down.

But that just made her want to run away even more.

Kiara waited patiently for dinner. Alpha Denzel was not going to let his 20 million gold coins starve.

That was the only chance she could get access to the outside and she was going to use that chance to the fullest.

“No one is allowed in.” She heard the guard faintly say from outside the room.

“Just bring it. I’ll give it to her myself.” The guard continued.

Kiara didn’t exactly have a plan, she just planned to go with whatever opportunity was handed to her.

But she had to make a decision quickly, the guard was going to come in soon and if she missed her opportunity, she’d never get a chance to run away again.

She heard the door squeak open and watched, calmly sitting on the cold floor, as the guard walked closer to her with a bowl of food.

She took a quick glance at the ajar door as the guard was about to set the bowl down. This was her chance.

Kiara blind sighted him and gave him a heavy blow to the front of his neck, restricting his airflow.

She watched as he coughed up blood and as it spilled on the rags she wore.

“Argh!”

And when he was down, she kicked his balls and his stomach, making sure to cause some more damage.

As she was about to head for the door, she felt the guard grab a hold of her ankle.

She quickly kicked him in the face, forcing him to let out a loud groan and most importantly, let her go.

She dashed out the door and made sure she locked the guard in.

There was no turning back now.

“That should buy me enough time to find a way out of this hellhole.”

Kiara was not very familiar with the mansion grounds and hadn’t made any substantial escape plans.

So she just kept running, hoping and praying she’d find a way out.

Now, she was finally out of the mansion and in the compound. The gate was just staring at her, unguarded.

“Stop!” She heard a voice call out just as soon as she almost had a taste of freedom.

She recognized that voice, it was Hansel.

Kiara did not yield, she just kept running towards her end goal.

And just when she thought she was only a couple feet away from the gate she heard sounds of bones cracking. That sound was very familiar.

She turned to look back and saw a Dark furred wolf with red eyes running towards her.

“Hansel?” Kiara heard her own voice shake in fear as she froze.

And in no time, Hansel’s wolf pounced on top of her. She felt her drool touching her face, the warm breath of Hansel’s wolf and she saw her pointy sharp fangs just inches away from her face.

Kiara felt the claw of Hansel’s wolf pierce the skin of her neck slightly. And as she felt a strain of blood flow down, she realized that trying to run away had only made things worse

She could tell Hansel had to mentally restrain her wolf from tearing her limb by limb and mauling her to death.

There was no freedom for Kiara, at least not anytime soon.