3 Sold

[Trisha Volkov]

"By the way I'm Dominic," He said but paused when he saw I was more interested in what was behind him.

There he was, Alpha Christian, who was supposed to buy me. If looks could kill a person. I would be dead now.

His eyes glowing golden, the same way they have been just before I had run out of the room.

Someone had told me that when a shifter is feeling something intently, their eyes glow golden. There wolf trying to get out. Surely the Alpha was still angry at me for that slap.

Dominic was not affected at all. Walking to the Alpha, he slapped his shoulder. "Christian, fratello, Why you're looking like someone pissed on you," he said as if it was something funny.

Well, it was kind of funny if you put it in Dominic's point of view. Lol.

Alpha ~Christian ~ didn't listen to a word Dominic said. He was examining my frame like he have seen something awful.

That made me feel a slight pang of hurt. I do not care what this guy thinks about me~ he has made it clear, that he thinks of me as a fuck doll only and nothing else.

Then why do I care? I tried to reason with myself that it was only a reflex to care about what the people around me think of me. Because I was trained to please everyone.

Shaking my head, I bowed down to the Alpha Christian, and without a word, I walked away from them.

It took me a few minutes to find my way back but eventually, I was able to reach the stage where the auction was about to start.

Just like the other girls there. I kneeled to my fate.

Beep, Wrool, Beep.

The siren goes off, indicating to everyone that the auction has started.

"Lovely Ladies and Gentlemen, I am February, your host for this evening, " A blonde said on the mic. She was standing in front of us.

"Before we start the bidding, I want to remind you of the rules. Only the highest bid gets to buy the slave. Your bidding should be made within 5 minutes of every new Slave's introduction. And last but not least. Werewolves have to mark the Slaves to ensure their safety " She explained the rules.

The last rule made my inside goes rock hard. For a second, I was sure my heart stopped beating.

Marking a person is meant to mate with them. A mating bond is a thing forever. It means both individuals belong to each other only.

But here, it means no such thing. What February meant by marking is to sign a document that once the customer has their fill, they will sell the slave to another person in this auction.

It's sick. Everyone here is sick.

Bile rose in my throat. I did my best not to puke. But my efforts caused me dizziness.

"So, Let us invite the first Slave, Audrey, on the stage" February announced.

A girl who was merely a teenager, with brown hair bound in two pigtails, she have been dressed up as a schoolgirl. To give her an identity of a schoolgirl pornstar.

I could not watch it. I closed my eyes, but still, I can hear what was going on.

"Audrey is a nineteen years old girl, trained to be a slave, She has been working in the field since she stepped her eighteens. She knows various ways to please a man. Although the flower has been ripped from its stem, it still is like it was, Fresh and Pure" February introduced the Slave

I had to listen to everything as one by one slaves were bid on and sold to drunk men. Until my name was called.

I blinked open my eyes. Almost everyone was looking at me. I became like a robot as I stood up and walked to where the host was standing.

I gulped looking down. February started introducing me "Trisha is an eighteen years old woman from FP academy. She has been trained to become a breeder. Beautiful and obedient. A hand toy."

As I stood there, waiting to be sold, a blinding flash momentarily transported me back to my past. Memories flooded my mind of the days when I had to fight tooth and nail just to prove my worth at the Academy.

Every day was a struggle, and I felt like nobody cared about me. My birthdays were always a disaster, and I had to endure harsh treatment from both my peers and teachers at school.

As the auctioneer shouted out the starting bid of $5,000, I was jolted back to the present. But the bright lights and the calculating stares of the audience kept drawing me back to my past. I felt my hands shaking uncontrollably, and my will to fight was almost gone.

As soon as she started, everyone started to shout their bidding too.

"5500$"

"6000$"

"9000$"

A man goes as far as to rise to 15000$. Everyone stopped bidding after that.

February said "Time is ticking! 15000$ one, 15000$ two~~" She was about to finalize~ I was dreading the moment she does it, I felt numb inside ~ when someone said something that shocked everyone.

"50000$, She is mine"

While the amount surprised everyone else. I was surprised by the bidder. Who was leaning casually on the sofa resting in the front row.Christian.

February shrieked "OMG, Alpha Christian is here! The highest bid is 50000$, 50k one! 50k two! 50k three, and....sold!"

The crowd went wild cheering and clapping for Christian like he have won a lucky draw.

While I could not come to accept the fact that a person who supposedly hates my guts just bought me with 50k dollars. That's a huge amount.

What I did to owe the pleasure, I don't know. All I know was where I was walking down the steps of the stage and led to Christian's side.

Surprisingly, as soon as I was at his side, I felt the hopelessness vanishing away. I do not feel as scared as I was when I was kneeling to my fate.

He looked into my eyes as all the rest thoughts were forgotten like a bad dream forgotten after waking up.

And just like that, My fate was sealed.