Maid For Her Alphas

Episode 4 -A Forbidden Embrace

Wrapped tightly in a coat, she walked gently behind Mark. Sophia had informed him she would take the chance and sell her virginity for the money. She had wanted to go immediately, but he refused, saying the Pack does not just open the underground on any day of the week; she had to wait for another week. This was torturous for Sophia since the bank emails kept arriving each day, and she could see her mom’s blood pressure rising with each passing day.

Becky followed behind them, acting like a seasoned spy, and she kept on looking behind her

“No one from the restaurant followed us,” She said for the thirteenth time. Sophia had to admit she was more nervous than she was.

Mark shushed her, “ Act normal, please,” He said as he led them down a narrow path. It was so curvy, they kept on going in and out of people’s front yard.

Sophia hissed as her coat got caught on a nail. She could not allow the stupid thing to be torn. She didn’t possess a voluminous wardrobe.

Along the way, they met several bikers, who were clearly part of the Zang werewolf gang. They all had that tattoo on their arms, which they all displayed proudly like some sort of prize.

Then the catcalls started, their leering looks made her pull her coat closer.

Becky blew them a kiss beside her. The men cheered her on. Mark pushed the both of them forward irritatively.

“Don’t encourage them, Becky. Those men are not your regular boyfriends. They will tear you up and use you so badly. You will cry home. Just don’t come back to me crying r**e. Everyone knows what they are signing up for when they come to the undergrounds. The police can't even get into this place.”

“Whatever,” Becky mouthed; she however did not repeat the act. She believed everything Mark said. Just by the corner, a group of teenage boys were smoking heavily, and there was nothing gentlemanly about them.

Sophia coughed heavily, the smoke getting to her.

“Quit that,” Mark snapped as he hurried his steps. Sophia and Becky did the same. Before long, they stopped before a dirty-looking building, which had various paintings in front of it and didn’t look as grand as Sophia thought it would be.

“Is this the famous underground?” Becky asked, her face contorted with disgust. The place was really overrated, Sophia thought as well, but dared not voice it. The two of them had come there only because of her. It was far away from the Zang Pack Mansions itself.

“Just wait until you get inside, you will see the difference.”

“So when are we getting in?” Becky asked impatiently. The men were already gathering around them. It was getting rowdy all of a sudden. A man suddenly rushed forward from the crowd and ran towards them.

Sophia’s heart skipped a beat but she soon relaxed when the man smiled at Mark. They exchanged pleasantries, and the conversation soon evolved around her. The guy gave her a grand look.

“Where has she been hiding? Geez, there is such a beautiful girl around you, and you hide her away.” The man looked incredulously at Mark, who he punched playfully on the shoulder. Mark doubled in pain, Sophia swallowed, Mark wasn’t the regular guy, he was strong yet that punch sent him howling in pain. No doubt the other guy was really strong. He was a werewolf; that devilish glint in his eyes said it all, and of course, the tattoo on their arms.

“Such a weakling,” He soon turned his attention on Sophia, ignoring the onlookers. He moved close to her, Sophia stepped back, she mistakenly stepped into Becky, who pushed her right into the arms of the man. He held her steady.

He smelt her and drew back from her instantly, mischief glistening in his eyes.

”I think I know just who would like this,” He said. He took Sophia by the hand and tried to lead her away from the team.

“Where are you taking her?” Becky asked.

“Are you also coming along? Is she for sale, too?” The man asked, licking his lips.

“No, she is mine,” Mark replied.

The man smirked,” Have fun keeping that.”

“This is where the party disperses. My lady” The man said, bowing to Becky in mockery.

He led Sophia out of the little group. Sophia turned back, but Mark and Becky had been ushered out of Zang. She was now left alone in the wolf’s den.

Mark’s friend helped her to the inner area. He led her into the dirty building but Sophia was perplexed; the outside of it only looked unkempt. There was a freaking palace inside of it, and the floors went down instead of up. Sophia noted absentmindedly, that was where the underground came from.

The house must have been carved from the ground itself. Her attention was grasped when Mark’s friend pushed her into a room. There were tons of other young girls like her in the room. Sophia hid her face in her coat.

“You can stay here once the bell rings. You will be brought to the auction table. And in the morning, your client will pay you in cash for your hardwork” He winked at them as he said this and left the room.

She heard the door click shut, the padlock setting in place. Then the jiggling of keys, and then there was silence.

Sophia turned away from the door. The girls were all looking at her strangely.

“You sure pack a lot up there” One of them said.

Sophia smiled thinly. She knew she was a curvy girl, and she had lived down the embarrassment her whole life. Her curves just refused to slim down and her ample breasts got her attention from men.

“No need to be embarrassed you are going to be the belle of the night” A rather slim girl said with an air of jealousy.

Sophia kept to herself until the bell rang. She made to leave the room with her coat but the girls dragged it off her body. She covered her body with her hands, Becky had bought her a skimpy dress for her to wear; the floral material clung to her body, the flimsy material caressing her skin.

“No need to be worried so much about your dignity, you are going to loose it all tonight and over and over” Mark’s friend said as he pushed her forward out of the room. He removed her hands that covered her body and before she knew it, a black cloth was tied around her eyes and she was dragged forward to a podium. The heavy flash of the light was hot on her skin.

“So who is going to go to bed with this delightful item here? She is every werewolf’s dream,” The announcer shouted into the mic. Sophia stood frozen in place. She knew her cleavage was up for viewing, a hand had tugged the already low shirt even lower, and she could feel the cool air from the air conditioner blowing up her legs.

Sophia gasped when she heard the huge amount of money the bidder started with.

The price kept on going higher. Her brain should be rejoicing and she ought to be happy she was getting such a large sum. But she silently shed a tear.

She had looked forward to giving her virginity to the man she loved, but here she was selling it to the highest bidder.

The rough shaking of the announcer on her hand brought her attention back. Her left hand was held in his and it was raised up in the air.

“Sold, you can come up and claim your prize.”

Sophia trembled as a silence descended upon the whole room. It was as if many mourned the fact that she did not belong to them, but did not have the privilege to complain.

The heavy sound of boots was what echoed in the hall. Sophia bit her lip; she was not able to see who came to claim her.

He stopped in front of her.

“Mine,” He whispered in her ear.

The feel of him so close to her was doing a lot of damage to her senses. She had never felt this way for any man.

She gave a small yelp as he lifted her off her feet. The sound of his heavy boots was the only sound she heard as he carried her out of the room, and of course, the loud sound of her own heartbeat as it beat in rhyme to his own.