Alpha Jason’s POVAs I entered the room, she followed behind me. She didn't talk, neither did she try resisting or asking about her fate. She just followed like a lamb with her gaze on lowered to the ground, as if she they gave her answers which I didn't. The room I led her to wasn't to big or too small in size compared to the other rooms in the manor. It was simpler and also has all the necessities she need for the time being. The bed was positioned at the center, with sheets that carried the scent of lavender. With it a chair, table and a curtain as well, covering the moon light outside. I stopped and turned slightly. She didn’t look at me, her grip on her dress tight as she stood statued there, as if I had restricted her from moving a muscle.I did not speak. I didn’t know if I wanted to. Words felt unnecessary at that moment. So instead, I opened the door wider and gestured with my hand for her to go inside. She obeyed immediately.When she walked in, I lingered for a second.
Anna’s POVThe silence in the hall was heavy, almost suffocating. I could hear the faint hum of people breathing, the shuffle of shoes, the soft creak of chairs as bodies adjusted themselves. But none of it was for me. None of them were looking at me with the kind of interest that made my heart race, or my stomach drop.It was as if I wasn’t even there.No one raised their paddle. No one even whispered. It should have been comforting. I should have felt relieved. But instead, all I felt was the strange hollowness of being unwanted.Matteo stood nearby, his face betraying his frustration. He was trying hard to keep his expression calm, but I could see the twitch in his jaw, the way his eyes narrowed at every second that passed. He hated silence more than anything. Silence meant no profit, no satisfaction, no victory.And me? I hated that he still had so much power over my fate.I lowered my gaze for a moment, staring at the ground as my chest tightened. Maybe this was good. Maybe if no
Alpha Jason’s POVI sat at the very top, overlooking the entire room as the auction went on. The crowd was restless, voices rose and fell, and paddles went up for every other omega that stepped forward. But my eyes… they weren’t on the crowd, or the host, or the flashy movements around the stage. My eyes had been fixed on one person this whole time—her.Helpless Anna.From the moment she stepped onto that stage, I couldn’t look away. There was something about her presence that caught me off guard. She wasn’t loud, she wasn’t fighting, and she wasn’t trying to please anyone. She just stood there quietly, her head bowed, her shoulders weak, and yet… I felt something stir in me that I couldn’t explain.My beta, Thompson, leaned in closer to me. He had been restless for a while, and I already knew what was going through his head before he even opened his mouth.“Alpha,” he whispered, just enough for me to hear. “Don’t take her. She’s not worth it. Look at her—pregnant, weak, completely st
Matteo’s POVThe hall was already buzzing by the time the auction began. I stood in the shadow of the corner, away from the curious eyes of the alphas who had gathered. Their perfumes mixed with the faint smell of old wine and the polish of the wooden chairs that had been lined up neatly for them. The light from the chandeliers hung over our heads, warm but far too revealing, and I wished more than once that the place had been kept dim.She was brought out with the others. Anna. My eyes followed her without meaning to. She kept her head lowered, hair falling to the sides of her face, and for a moment it almost seemed as though she wasn’t even there. Just another omega being paraded across the stage like she had no value of her own.The auctioneer’s voice carried through the room, calm but sharp as he called out the numbers, the opening bid, and the worth of the omegas. Some were bid for quickly, their paddles raised with little hesitation. But when it came to Anna, the air in the room
Anna’s POVI had been sleeping deeply. The kind of sleep where the world outside fades away and nothing matters for a little while. My body was tired, my eyes had begged me for rest, and I had given in. But that peace didn’t last.A sharp jolt shook me awake. My first thought was that I had dreamed it, but when my vision cleared, I realized there was someone in the basement. My heart skipped when my eyes landed on him—Matteo.Before I could even ask what he was doing there, he was at my side. His hands were rough and cold as they grabbed my arm and yanked me upward.“What—what are you doing?” I stammered, my voice still groggy, my feet unsteady.Matteo didn’t answer me. His expression was as hard as stone, no sign of warmth or hesitation. He dragged me towards the stairs, my legs stumbling behind him as I tried to pull away.“Let me go!” I hissed, clawing at his grip, but he was much stronger. My efforts barely made him flinch.He tugged me harshly, forcing me up the steps. My heart w
Elsa POVI almost lost my breath when I pushed my door open and stepped inside. The rush of air caught in my chest, my heart hammering so hard it almost made a sound of its own.There she was.Yvonne.Sitting quietly in the corner of my room as if she had been waiting for me. The sight startled me more than I could admit. My hand gripped the doorknob tighter, and for a moment, I wondered if I had somehow wandered into the wrong room. But no, this was mine. My things were still scattered just the way I had left them. My bed, my wardrobe, even the half-empty glass of water by the table.It was Yvonne who didn’t belong here.“What are you doing here?” My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn’t help it. “Why is a healer sitting in my room?”She didn’t flinch. Her calmness almost annoyed me more than her sudden presence. She just looked up at me with those steady eyes of hers, like she had already rehearsed this conversation in her head.“You can’t escape, Elsa,” she said qu