Seline
My heart began pounding after Jax had placed his bid, eyes darting around in confusion. The crowd was perplexed as well, turning to one another and whispering loudly. Why was my owner placing a bid on me? It didn't make sense.I palmed my chest to keep it from bursting out of my chest. Ferrara was still seated where he was, unmoved and that meant one thing; he wasn't impressed. At all. Neither the red dress, lipstick nor the alluring sight of my nakedness appealed to his senses. He'd probably seen shifters with larger tits, curvier figures, and much more beautiful than I was.I couldn't fail. I had nowhere else to go if that happened. The mission to end Ferrara DeMarco couldn't just fall apart before we'd barely begun. What in the world was Jax thinking? I'd known him to be smarter than this.As the silence and murmurings edged on, so did my panic. Jax's mother's warning flashed through my mind and I shuddered, wrapping my arms around my chest. I knew what she was capable of, and she was much more cruel and evil than her son. I could get kicked out of the Academy if she decided to be lenient with my punishment but my life would remain a hellhole for life."Fifteen million." A deep voice broke through the rowdy commentaries. A hush like no other fell upon the entire theater. I looked up breathlessly, searching for who'd just spoken. The auctioneer's eyes were wider than saucers. He poked a finger in his left ear, twisting it like a screw to get out the dirt. "F-fifteen million?" he moped his forehead and surveys the audience. I suspected that he'd try and raise the bid higher but he was speechless. I was betting that no bidder had ever paid that much for a shifter before, no matter the quality or capabilities.I closed my eyes, Jax's first words to me as he rescued me from the fire that had engulfed my family and home. You are special, Seline. The Goddess has kept you alive to avenge their deaths. Be strong. Stop crying.I snapped my eyes back open as the auctioneer's gravel rang out. "And that's a deal, folks! Sold to the richest and most influential gentleman in the building. His Royal Majesty, Vampire King Ferrara DeMarco."The claps and hoots grew louder and I almost jump in glee. Success! It worked! I glanced up at Jax who stood, neutral to all that was going on. There was a slight smirk on his lips and he gave me a thumbs up. Good girl. Now go make me proud.I nodded, looking back at Ferrara who was being swamped with congratulations laced with envy. He was beautifully attractive with sleek black hair that looked like silk, and a muscular body. His arms were strong, his biceps defined. In a few minutes, I'd have those arms wrapped around me. I couldn't have hoped for anything better.The guards came up the stage again, hauling me back into my cage. I tried breaking free from their grasp, screaming for an explanation as the curtain fell. I overheard the auctioneer rapping his gravel once more and announcing a fifteen minutes break. He met me backstage, eyes shining in greed. "I apologize for ripping your dress." He scanned my neck and the rest of my body slowly. A shifter helper handed me a large towel and I wrapped it around my bosom tightly. "But it paid off! You're truly a gem, Seline. Never in my auctioning years have I been lucky enough to sell a shifter for that insane amount of money."I'd long given up on understanding the mind of vampires a long time ago, but stuff like this was too baffling. Why waste such a huge amount of money on a wolf pet when they had mates to keep them entertained and busy? Now that he had purchased me, what did he hope to do with me?I didn't want to know anymore. The most important thing was I'd been sold to achieve an aim. I was saying goodbye to the Academy for a while, and I'd never felt happier to not indulging the slight, irrelevant bumps along the way.I spied the five guards I'd messed up onstage lurking in the shadows. They were muttering amongst themselves, nursing their battered parts with iced tea bags and glaring at me from time to time. I paid them no mind because I was superior in status now. I belonged to the Vampire King, a higher authority to the Academy and they were mere bottom feeders. I snorted, hanging up my head in pride.Mary, Jax's assistant tapped me from the back in the middle of my pompous display. She pressed a yellow dress to my chest, offering me a bittersweet smile. "Congratulations, Seline. His Majesty has instructed me to help you put this on."I raised both hands up and she peeled away the towel, slipping the beautiful dress over my head. It was slightly bigger than my usual fit but was still great anyway. It was long-sleeved and covered me up well. One of the most modest dresses I'd ever worn. It was the most modest dress I'd ever worn. When the shifters were first brought to the Academy, we only had long dresses. To get us acquainted with our new way of life, Jax had them all burnt and replaced with skimpy wear. It made us confident, sexy, and alluring for buyers to be swayed."His Majesty is currently in talks with some dignitaries and will come to collect you soon. In the meantime, do you need anything? Clothes, accessories, or books to take along with you?"I wanted to carry the pink floral gown which was my last gift from my father. It was my favorite and a painful reminder of what happened to them. Plus, I wore that dress the day they died. But I shook my head and plopped down on a stool, hugging the arms of my sleeves. They smelt like peppermint mixed with new leather.Mary pulled at my dress. "The backstage is unfit for you to meet the king. Let's go wait outside.""Are you sure? He's supposed to meet me backstage." At least that was what I'd seen other new masters do whenever they purchased a shifter. When she saw that I wasn't ready, she relented, sitting beside me and barking at a guard to get us water.I could barely hear her. I tuned her voice out completely.Jax's words reined in.We're both victims of the same enemy, Seline. Ferrara took everything away from me and my mother. The crown, the mansion, the fame...everything. It was meant to be mine! Mine and mine alone. But he found a clever way to turn the Volturi council against my mom and me and we were thrown out to the streets. He killed your pack and family without a cogent reason. He's a plague that needs to be stopped and if we both worked together we can bring him down and declare freedom for all shifter and vampire mankind.That became the sole purpose of my staying alive. Now I was sold to him, I would infiltrate his home, make him trust me. Give me access to his bedroom and wait for the right moment at night to strike.And then I would kill myself and join my deceased family.Ferrara"Your highness, are you sure about this?" Samuel asked worriedly. The curtain fell after the she-wolf was being dragged through it backstage. I glanced up at the grand balcony, frowning as I saw Jax's retreating back. If I hurried, I could catch up with him before he entered his limo. But there was no need for that. I had ironically won this round. There was no need to confront him until I gathered enough evidence to take him out myself or report him to the Volturi."I know what I'm doing, Samuel," I assure him. The throng of vamps at the entrance parted as we approached. I could hear their whispers and subtle ruminations about my decision to have the she-wolf. Not everyone was pleased I'd bought her, but again, not everyone would be pleased with everything I did no matter how good. "I feel like Jax has something to do with the latest assassination conspiracy. The she-wolf is his bait."Samuel's aqua-colored irises widened. I could feel the mental clocks clogging the puzzle in
The mark was Jax's last straw that broke the camel's back. This had gone too far to simply be tagged mind games. No one had that birthmark except Angel. It was horrifying to think that perhaps my new pet was her reincarnation. Seline and Angel had little age difference, and I was doubly sure that she had been born before Angel passed away.She went into the car first, her movements swift and graceful, curling her legs up on the leather seat. I settled beside her with a frown, wrapping an arm around her waist and drawing her close. She squinted at my face, her brows furrowed. "Sir, is anything the matter?"A guard drew the door shut before I replied to her, trying my best to keep my tone light and not bare my exasperation. "It's nothing. Why do you ask?""You look...angry. I'm sorry if I was being too forward by sitting with you. I can kneel on the floor if you wish." Her eyes were glassy, and I felt blood rushing to my cock. She was so fucking beautiful, it hurt to think that she was
Seline"Wake up, little pet," Ferrara said softly in my ear, his hot, minty breath tingling my lobe. I sat up instantly, rubbing my bleary eyes with the back of my hand then stared at the tall, imposing mansion in front of us. "We're home."I nodded, hating the fact that my sleep had been cut short. It felt as though I'd only closed my eyes for three seconds.Ferrara was watching me closely. "You don't like it?" he twirled my hair around his fingers. I shook my head."It's beautiful, Master."His face brightened with a smile. "Thank you, pet."I shouldn't have loved that smile the way I did, or the way my body reacted to it— like a magnetic field. Granted, he wasn't as harsh as Jax had made him be over the years, but I'd just been with him only for a few hours. There was still so much more to unravel, and if he had this much-unspoken control over my body at such an early time as this, I could very well start counting my days to failure.He's my master and the enemy. I strengthened my
I followed Ferrara closely to the kitchen, pleased that he’d allowed me to walk on my own. As much as I loved being carried about like a baby, I figured that the only way to avoid growing attached and catching feeling was to set some distance and avoid skin contact at all times. Since he was my Master, it would be impossible. But I was willing to try.I clambered on the high bar stool behind the kitchen counter, admiring the way his butt looked in black sweatpants. I’d never seen a man’s arse look so good, but then again, I’d never seen a lot of arses to start with. I didn’t have so much time on my hands to be preoccupied with stuff like that. My revenge was my top priority.I murmured thanks when he placed two plates of bread, cheese, a few rosettes of prosciutto, and olives. There was a log of salami on the second plate. I shut my eyes and inhaled deeply. It smelt heavenly.“Eat up.”I took a few bites, watching him as he took out a jar of red liquid from the fridge and poured himse
Seline"I don't think I'll ever want you to hit me. Especially not like that." I eyed him carefully.He chuckled darkly, his eyes shimmering. "We'll see."I felt the butterflies in my stomach throw a minute-long sour party. I hated this. This sudden attraction. A recipe for disaster. Without warning, he straightened, looming over me inconspicuously. I flushed, wondering what the hell was going on in his mind. I was trained to be ready for any attack, whatsoever, and that Ferrara was worse than Lucifer himself when meting out punishments. But so far, aside from the spanking in the bathroom, he'd been civil with me. Allowing me speak... allowing me negotiate these little things Jax told me I'd never have a say in. It was frightening. A slave was never allowed to speak her mind. She could be killed for it, but here I was. Still alive after flaring up at the vampire supreme leader.I gulped. “Done with the food, pet?” he asked, gesturing at the platter in front of me. I nodded quickly as
Ferrara“Good, pet,” I cooed sweetly as I ran my left palm over the bright red marks on her back, leaning forward at intervals to press a kiss or two as well. She'd impressed me well enough. She responded better than I expected, even with all the resistance — she'd bended to my will, and accepted defeat triumphantly. The slashes were healing quickly, thanks to endorphins and my little feathery-light kisses. Flipping her over, with her back on my knees, I spread her legs wider to get a whiff of her wet, juicy cunt.Heavenly.Tossing the flogger on the floor, I gave in to the urge — running my large, sturdy hands over her body, over her fine long legs, cupping her breasts and pulling at her pointed nipples.“M-Master,” she rasped, her eyes closed shut as she melted into my touch. She'd been craving for it as well. How much more subservient could she possibly be?Unfortunately, I was never only about pleasure. I liked pain as well. Loved it, and could go insane for it. So I squeezed and p
SelineI couldn't describe that warm, fuzzy feeling I got when I heard Ferrara laugh for the first time.So animated — his perfect face scrunched up, eyes wide and bright, his dentition shimmering; the fangs lurking just behind his upper lip. To be honest, his laughter was unexpected, and it surprised us both. A lot. The sound rippled through my being, shaking my waters, and making me crave it over and over again. No matter what he did, my body couldn't stop responding to him. Until now, I didn't realize how dead I was inside, until he purchased me.“You have to accept the fact that I described you perfectly, pet. You know this,” He groused, tucking a stray strand of hair that'd gone loose from my bun behind my ear, smirking in a creepy, yet charming way that set my body on fire. “You do cower eventually. Reluctantly, though. But that's alright. Soon you'll crave bending to my will. Soon, you'll want nothing else than to live and please me. I can assure you.”I rolled my eyes, wrinkli
A warm ray of sunlight heating up my face, forced me to stir awake at exactly eight o'clock the next morning. Annoyed, I turned to face the wall, pushing the sheets over my head. But the events that had taken place last night had me kicking my legs hurriedly, the sheets falling off my body, on the floor. Sitting up to rest my back on the headboard, I shut my eyes as it all came crashing back. The most horrifying evening of my entire existence. The fifteen dollar bid. Riding home with the vampire king, and agreeing to a duel with him. I glanced around, frowning at the brown, dull-coloured walls of the strange room I was in. The bed sheets were brown as well. I didn't remember Ferrara bringing me in here last night. I knew I'd gotten dizzy at a point, but I couldn't figure out what happened next. Perhaps I'd fallen, and he'd carried me. What surprised me the most was that I slept peacefully — for the first time since my parents and pack members were killed. No dreams. No nightmares. No