1Isabel Ivy HudsonI was sold. I hadn't been surer of anything in my life. Tonight I was going to be auctioned with others like me. Every nightmare of my life would come true. They would make me work all day and abuse me all night. I gulped. My eyes turned to my cold, sweaty palms that were shivering. I gulped again, this time eyeing myself in the stained mirror—with the substances I wouldn't rather think of—for one last time. Who knew when I would be able to see my face again. And how it would look by then. For now, I just focused on breathing and breathing.My eyes followed the warm tear which travelled from my cheek to the valley of my breast. A crooked smile accompanied the journey as I wiped it away. I glanced at my see-through white net gown. My skin was barely cloaked. The smile grew wider. Again. This was the last time a multitude of men would be seeing me almost bare. After tonight, I would belong to a single monster who would introduce me to new ways of torture. One hum

3Adriel Zion DormerAh. fuck. The pain was crazy.I was dampened in my own blood, my shirt was half chopped from the middle. Laying down on the medical bed felt odd. I barely ever made it to here. Probably after two years. There were four wounds on my abdomen, three opened and yet to be attended while one was getting stitched by my own sister, who happened to be one of the doctors of our pack, a kind soul who chose to torture me by not injecting a sedative."Aff...Charlotte, it fucking hurts. Do it with soft hands and if not then at least hand me that pill, the pain's killing me," I grumbled as she sewed my wound mercilessly. I swear I would never spare any rival a chance to wound me like this again. It was my mistake to go lenient when he didn't care about any consequence that would rise after killing that poor pup."You shouldn't have showered booze on it to worsen it. It's your mistake, own it and bear with patience, Alpha," She tilted her head with sneering eyes after properly scr

5Adriel"You're an asshole, Ad," Charlotte complimented. I winced when she finished stitching the last wound once again. This time she began with sewing the smallest one so I could lose enough blood as a penalty. A stupid grin was sitting on my lips, if not she was my only sister, I would have slit her throat for cussing me and behaving this way, but knowing she was the queen of my realm, I couldn't fight back. I let her chide me. I thought that she would stop in a minute or two but the lecture went on and on until she asked her mate to fetch her some water."Babe, forgive that poor soul, he had to do this to save a dying girl," William tried to defend me, but successfully earned a glare from her vexed mate. Charlotte's jaw was clenched, but I feigned unbothered about it. My concern was dripping for the pitiable girl lying beside me. She looked bony, barely surviving on the breathing mask. It was my hundredth's time gazing at her scraggy face, yet I couldn't look away from her, nor w