Mr Reyes has chosen a red dress for Arya to wear. It relieved a bit of her shoulders and underlined her waist. She was expected to pin up her hair and place a hairband with tiny shining stones. She looked good. Mr Reyes wanted a beautiful ornament at his side. A rich Alpha with a pretty Omega lover wearing luxurious clothes and jewelry. That definitely underlined his status.As soon as she was ready Arya went downstairs. Mr Reyes watched her every move as she was walking down the stairs.“You look perfect.” He had that pleased expression on his face but than he frowned.“Arya you are not allowed to play around with any other Alpha, male or female. Keep your pheromones in check. I wouldn’t like to punish you, but if you disobey me I will make you feel sorry. Do you understand?” His look was so serious.“Yes Master.” She confirmed quickly. She could learn from her mistakes, no need to redo them again.“Good, keep close to me.” He grabbed her hand and they went down to the waiting carria

 It was Friday, early in the morning and Arya was standing in front of the walk-in closet. There were over twenty dresses there. A few of them had their own stories connected to Silas and her stay here. She has been here for two months already and so much has happened. She touched the red dress she was wearing five days ago. How all those people looked at them, even Mrs Doncastle. Silas told her she asked him about his Omega and whether he would be willing to sell her, as she was interested. Arya didn’t know what to say.“I thought she hated Omegas.” Was all that came to her mind.“Silly Arya, there are no Alphas who would hate an Omega. It’s impossible, Omegas are just too sweet to be hated.”He said, placing a kiss on her lips.

  Arya was wandering around. The streets were getting empty, people were hurrying back to their homes. Arya was looking at the window displays till she finally came to a small square with a flower bed in the middle. She sat down on the bench and took out a roll filled with cabbage and mushrooms that Aron gave her. He was really nice and he felt sorry for her situation. He was trying to convince her that everything will be fine. Arya knew better. Those people who came looking for her were good, they are probably waiting somewhere on the way for her to get back to her room. The problem was that Arya left all the money in that place and if she was about to start somewhere else she had nothing. She wanted to ask Aron if she could stay at his home for a night but his parents may have a different idea. After all, twenty golden coins was a small fortune. It was getting late and she

 The butler sighted and shook his head. He wanted to say something more but at that very moment Mr Reyes stepped into the room. Arya didn’t hear him coming, was he standing in the corridor and listening to their conversation? She hoped not.“Master.” The butler bowed and left immediately. Arya was left alone with Mr Reyes, she was nervous. She knew she will have to face him sooner or later. He was standing at the door with disheveled shirt, loose hair and stern look.“Is there anything you want to tell me?”Was he expecting her to beg? Apologize? How could she explain to him how she felt?“I want to thank yo

 Every evening he came and the whole process repeated, each time he was rubbing her neck. She hated that. It was his way of making her submissive, taking advantage of her physiology. There was nothing she could do about it, her body despite all the shit loved when he was rubbing her glands. That part precisely made her hate him. He was showing her that she was just a mare Omega that could be controlled by a few strokes, pheromones or a simple order. He made her feel inferior.“How do you feel Arya?”“I’m fine, Master. Thank you.” She responded each time to his question and was silent. She never spoke to him first and she kept her answers short and always positive.He was sitting on the bed and wai