2 Chapter 2: The new girl.

When I said I knew they would take extra measures with me, I never expected drugging me to be part of it.

Two of the men came in the evening, I think (I'm sure it has been hours since they kept me in this room and that had been in the afternoon so right now should be evening), to get me from that dark room.

Even if I had known it was gonna be futile, I had made a mad dash at the door when it opened but they caught me before I could leave and injected me with some drug. I had fallen unconscious after that while they picked me and took me away.

The next time I woke up, it was dawn, we were in a carriage and I could hear horses' hooves thudding the muddy ground.

My hands and feet were tied with ropes, limiting my movements so I wouldn't escape and I was lying flat on my tummy.

Maybe it was the effect of the drug but I soon slipped back to unconsciousness.

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"Miss Bunita!" Jason, one of Franco's men called out to a woman.

I looked up faintly at the lady. She was middle-aged and had a whole lot of porcelain makeup caking her face.

"Goddess, if it isn't the mad wolf of Athana, Jason my boy, where have you been? How have you been?" She laughed, hugging him.

When they separated, her eyes cast down at me and I instantly saw her distaste upon seeing me.

Wolfsbane, she hated me.

Out of caution, I lowered my gaze and avoided her eyes.

"Who is that?" She nodded at me.

"One of the omegas my boss wants to get rid of." Jason quipped, his eyes running down to shoot daggers at me.

"Oh, I see. This one must bring a lot of trouble to your group." She thoughtfully said, stroking her chin.

"Exactly." He answered.

"Well, we have a place here for stubborn omegas like her." She grinned.

I hated that grin.

It was the type someone gave you when they had evil plans for you.

"The problem is, she's quite stubborn and has tried many times already to escape us.

You have to be cautious with her." Jason added, making Miss Bunita laugh in an way that unnerved me and brought goosebumps to my skin.

"Certainly, she can try. I'll have her limbs broken before sending her off to the circus." She cruelly said, smirking and regarding me with a malicious look.

I gulped, my blood freezing with what she said.

"Raul," she called out.

"Ma'am Bunita." A huge and burly looking man came over.

"Take her to the dressing room and have someone fix her up." She ordered.

"Yes ma'am." He answered and picked me up.

"Do not make any trouble." Jason warned, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

It's not like I have any choice. I mean look at these men.

They're all so well built and undoubtedly strong. I can't fight them and I can't risk getting beaten up. I've had enough of that at Franco's hands.

Raul took me to the back, passing a row of rooms until we reached the one at the end of the corridor.

On the way, we came across other guards and some ladies moving about.

I even saw some omegas dressed in revealing outfits, making their way to different parts of the building.

Did I forget to add that this was a whorehouse?

"Here, stay here." I was snapped back to reality when Raul thrust me into the room. I didn't even realize he had untied me until I felt my feet moving on their own.

"If you try anything funny, the madam will not spare you so stay put." He warned before leaving.

Sighing, I turned around and a gasp left my throat.

Other girls were in the room. Some of them looked bruised while the others looked like they didn't care what was gonna happen to them.

Most, however, were trying to get ready in various colourful attires; revealing attires, if I may add, with some running around, trying to fix their faces and hair.

An inpatient lady was in the room with us. She seemed to be one of Miss Bunita's workers.

"You!" She snapped at me.

I pointed at myself. "Me?"

"Who else do you see me talking to?" She asked back. "Come on, what are you waiting for? Go on and wear your outfit."

Shaking my head, I answered. "I don't have any."

"Urgh!" She facepalmed and groaned.

"Do I have to do everything for you wretches? Come here and take this." She picked a pink outfit from the rack and threw it at me.

When she saw me staring at the dress without making an attempt to wear it, she shrieked, "Now!"

Instantly, I ran off to another part of the room, looking for a place to change.

"Hey there." A gentle voice said behind me.

"Hi." I said, not bothering to see who was behind me.

"You're new here, aren't you?" The girl asked again.

"Uh huh." I answered again, still not bothering to look behind me.

"I'm Diana." She tried again.

This time, I looked at her. She was tall and had blonde hair. Her eyes were the clearest shades of blue I had ever seen.

"Wow, you're gorgeous." I found myself saying.

Diana giggled. "Thank you. But I think, you're way more prettier."

My face might have turned cherry red as I blushed at her words.

"Oh, really? I don't think so." I nervously shook my head. "By the way, I'm Jade." I said, stretching out my hand.

"Nice to meet you, Jade." She shook my hand. "So, did your master also send you here?"

Sighing, I played with my dress. "Yes. He caught me when I tried escaping the mines. Now, I'm here."

"You come from the mines?" She looked surprised.

"Yes." I nodded.

"Goddess, how did you survive that place? They say it's hell working in the mines." Her face turned pale.

I had to agree. What she said was true. "Yup, living there is hell. It's the worse any omega wolf can go through."

She looked sad for me.

"So how did you end up here?" I asked, desperate to change the topic. I didn't want to discuss the mines with her.

"Well..." She seemed hesitant. "My parents sold me. To pay off a debt."

Instantly, I remembered when my parents also sold me off. But my case was because I wasn't a delta like them. I was gonna ask about her pack when she added, "They're rogues."

Now I understood. "I'm sorry." I found myself apologizing.

"It's okay." She waved it off with a smile.

"Anyway, I noticed Elenore scolding you a minute ago. And I also noticed how uncomfy you looked. So I came over. You know I also felt this way when I first arrived."

"When did you arrive?" I suddenly asked.

"Last week." She smiled before taking my hand. "Now come along. I've got a spot you can change at. And I'll do your hair, if you'll let me."

"Okay." I nodded and let her guide me to her 'spot'.