Matias POV
“How much for the girl?" I asked Rochelle, the woman in charge of the coat check.
I'd seen this girl walking all the way across the room. I should have been enthralled with the shifting show going on in front of me, but I wasn't. I wasn't even here to buy one of these shifter puppets that humans found pleasure in collecting. In fact, this whole trafficking ring repulsed me, as a shifter myself.
But, this girl, not the one I was looking for, stole my attention.
She walked with confidence, this girl, not like the others that were led to auction. Her onyx-colored hair flowed freely to her waist, and surely in her wolf form, she'd have a pure black pelt which would command top dollar at auction.
“I'm sorry, Mr. Castaneda. She's not for sale yet," Rochelle informed me. That ans
