Bound to her lords

Chapter 2: Freedom or so I thought

Storm's Pov

The sting of the whip got me yelling out, i could perceive my blood. I had tried escaping from the bidding house after being sold by my mother.

"Slut! Next time you won't dare have the thought of escaping from me. I bought you, so you are now my object." Draco said, as he smiled sadistically.

"Let her go. She would be placed in the Platform today, the market would soar. I just know it."

Later that evening, I was tied to a post naked, the vicious and hungry looks made me feel like an object.

"Thirty thousand pieces of gold." A bidder said, and he was cheered on by the crowd.

"Fifty." Another said, so they went tugging till they got to hundred thousand pieces of gold.

I wept, keeping my head down. Suddenly feeling a strange sensation, I looked up just for my eyes to pick a very handsome man looking at me with concern in his eyes.

"One million pieces of gold." The man said, and I gasped.

The amount got me scared, why would someone spend that amount. Did he want to kill me?

"Sold." Draco said, the crowd cheered looking at the man in awe. A group of men in black brought in suitcases filled with money, and I was untied falling into his arms.

Two weeks later, I had recovered and I now know who Sean was. I was filled with hope as I had been freed from the shackles of b*****e.

"What do you mean she was sold to two men? How did you make such mistakes?" Sean roared, and I gasped knowing that was bad for me.

"Yes and I want her too. She's my mate too.." The man who identified as Lure said, smiling as he winked at me.

"That's nonsense. She doesn't want you." Sean said, standing over me protectively.

"You can't stand in between a mate bond." Lyre said, and I gasped when he touched me.

Sparks erupted at the touch, but there was no bond. Which was strange and I had never heard of.

Putting up with the fact that I had two mates, Ryder and Lyre. Ryder was the sin greed younger brother and he was just interfering in the balance.

I stayed away from them with Sean protecting, until he went out on a mission days later.

Suddenly I started getting hot, desiring a tough. I snapped my eyes open knowing that I was in my heat and I was alone in the house with unmated werewolves.

"Ryder and Lyre did this to you?" Sean growled, and I trembled remembering how I was r***d against my will immediately the scent of my heat reached their noses.

And worse, I was pregnant for them. I couldn't take it, shadows were crepting and pulling me.

I was going crazy and that's for sure.

"I can't let you keep suffering like this. You need to leave here now, don't come back until I come for you." Sean said, and i nodded.

"Then what would happen to the pregnancy?" I asked, looking into the dead space.

"Keep it. I would be his or her father." With that, I took off to my heels with Sean watching me till I disappeared from his sight.

Sitting under the tree, I tried catching my breath but I was failing. My head was spinning and my legs hurt.

"Storm?" A familiar voice called, and I turned to see my mother looking at me with tears filling her eyes.

"I'm sorry." She said, and I quicky rose to my feet. I had been waiting for her to say those words earlier, not when I have been broken like this.

But I was too sad to care.

I hugged her and fainted in her hands out of fatigue.

Waking up the next morning to seeing my mom with Kyle as they looked at me affectionately. My heart ached as I saw Kyle with her, but I wouldn't do anything stupid and ruin things now.

Days later, I was healing faster than I thought with my bump increasing and my mother showering me with love which was deadly suspicious.

I decided to go to my favourite spot; close to the cliff. I loved going there when I was a kid.

"What are you doing here all alone?" A deep, baritone and sexy voice said. I turned and the whole world stopped.

Dead drop handsome with raven black jet hair, toned muscles and abs that made women wet. Wet pupiless eyes that made him look more sinfully handsome.

Toned, white spotless skin with red spots on his back with a dragon figure that was with him since he was born.

Intricate tattoos adorning his upper body with a star mark on his neck like mine. I couldn't help but stare at him..

"Looks like this annoys me but when coming from my mate. Then I would feed on it all day, you are looking at me like you want to devour me." Kylian said, I remembered him as the man that helped me.

"What are you doing here? And who are you?" I asked, getting up but he appeared in my front scaring the living hell out of me.

"I'm here for you." Kylian said, nibbling on my neck and I moaned.

He pulled back and I wondered what I did wrong, but I felt bad for letting my body betray me again.

"Your mother is here for you. Why did you come back?" Kylian asked, but I couldn't reply as I was stunned.

Why was she still trying to kill me when I have lost everything and I'm now nothing.

"What are you and how did you know?" I asked, again.

"La criatura más preciada del diablo." He said, in Spanish and luckily I understood Spanish.

"The devil's most treasured creature? What's that?" I asked, then realization dawned on me.

"You are the son of the devil?" I started laughing very hard.

"You think I'm lying." He said, walking close to me and I lost my balance falling off the cliff with my head hitting the solid ground.

And then, a complete blackout.