Broken Wolf

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CAMORA POV (Present Day)

It has been thirteen long and exhausting years since the day I lost my sister. I heard the men coming in for her and taking her away. If it wasn't for the task of keeping my baby brother safe, I would have ran out to her. At the time, I had no clue what I was capable of. My wolf came out after she was stolen from us. I felt the rage and anger after stepping out of that small crawl space. I couldn't stop the change, and it consumed me. I'm glad it happened though, my wolf helped me keep Craven safe. Premora is gorgeous, she is a very large silver wolf. Be it human or wolf form our eyes are a deep black. This scares most people we come across. We seem to have more strength and speed than most wolves. I am not sure why though, as far as I know I'm a normal she-wolf. My brothers wolf came out at a younger age also when he turned twelve. His wolf is slightly smaller than mine, but still a force to be reckoned with. His wolfs name is Dreeno. He is very protective of us even though we are older. I cant believe my baby brother is already eighteen. I never got to see my sisters wolf, but I know her name was Imorie. 

I made it my life's mission to find my sister, my loving sister Cersi. After all this time I finally found out where she was being kept. She had been taken and sold into wolf slavery. It's not uncommon, especially for she-wolves. Most are made Omegas of packs to be the little bitches. I clench my fists tightly thinking of what she has been through all of these years. She would be thirty six now. I often wonder what she looks like now, or would she recognize me? I have changed so much, puberty and time do that. Being a slave I know she isn't untouched. I will murder anyone who harmed her, I swear it. I'm taken out of my thoughts when I hear men shouting. A small smile passes my lips, but I quickly hide it with my normal cold expression.

"Who the f**k did this!"

"Where were you!"

"Get some guards now!"

Men are shouting everywhere confused and very pissed off. Of course I am the only one alive who knows the truth. I had to slip in here to pretend to be a slave girl. I am currently chained to a big bar above my head with all of the other women here. One of the large men walking around spotted me before I could slip into the room, so he had to die. I probably should have hid the body better now thinking of it. I just grabbed a large blanket from a cart nearby and tossed it on the man. I'm sure the blood seeped through it making a mess, after all I did beat him senseless. That's what he gets for helping sell women. 

I look around and take in my surroundings. Racks of clothing, or whatever you call the tiny skimpy clothing hanging around us. Tables of makeup and hair supplies in the room with us. A few women came in and glammed us all up for the buyers I presume. When the lady got to me she actually smiled and went on about how gorgeous I was. Just adding a small amount of makeup and she picked a lacy red number for me. It really does look amazing on me. Pushing up my very round perky breasts. The panties leave hardly anything to the imagination. Dental floss just hanging on my ass. I have a very flat stomach but curves for days. I take pride in my body for sure. My skin is untouched, opposite of all the women in here. I see scars and marks on their bodies, knowing this isn't the first time they have been in the situation. I feel for them all, I really do. The only markings on my slightly tan body are my tattoos. It took me a few tries to get them on my body. Being a wolf we just heal, so I had them burned on my skin. Three wolves lay across the top of my back, they look enchanting yet menacing. I did this for my siblings, a promise that we would all be together again. 

Now that the body has been taken and the shouting has more or less stopped, I know its almost time. The man's name who bought my sister is Venice, Alpha Venice. His pack name is Moon Riders. Such a douche bag name, fits him I suppose. He is known for buying pretty women, and I remember my sister being just a vision of beauty. I know he will bid for me today, and he is very rich. One of the top three richest packs in the US territory. The door is suddenly slammed open, and a man steps inside.

"Lets get this show on the road! I have money to make here!"

I instantly recognize the voice.. the man who took my sister from me. 

HE WILL DIE.

He walks over to the first girl, inspecting his products. He slowly walks past girl after girl. He then stops right in front of me. I need to play the part, so I bow my head to him staring at the floor. My chin is grabbed harshly and pulled up to meet his eyes. 

"You will me fetch millions, although I am very tempted to keep you for myself baby." He states. 

He turns my head to the side inspecting me, with a questioning look on his face that I cant explain. 

"Hmm, you seem somewhat familiar to me. I see thousands of women daily so maybe I'm going crazy." He questions himself. 

He roughly lets go of my chin and starts inspecting the rest of the women before he calls the men in to usher us out. 

There are only four of us left to be called into the main room for all the buyers to see us. Many of the she-wolves crying and a few begging to be let go. So far from what I have heard, Venice has already purchased half of the stock. After I finally save my sister, I tell myself I will help all of the women he keeps. What a despicable pack. While the other ladies ahead of me are called I get lost in thought again. Thinking of my dear brother and I. We never joined a pack, although some really tried hard for us to. Especially after seeing our sizes. We had to stay clear of the packs after that happened. Rumors started about these huge wolves and we couldn't have that happening. We would technically be rogues since we belong to no pack. 

"You're next, lovely." My arm is grabbed and I am pushed forward.

"Now go out there, and make me some good money. Spin around and give them a show unless you want to be whipped." He spits. 

I walk forward from behind the deep red curtains, my black heels clacking against the tile flooring. Everyone in the room becomes completely silent. I stand in the middle of the dark room when a bright light is shined on me. I sense many alphas and the betas in the room. No one under that would even have the money to buy slaves. I bow my head slightly and sniff the air so no one notices. I smell him..

He is to our left, do not look directly at him.

"Now gentlemen, tonight we have a very special she-wolf with us! She is untouched as you can see! Never owned before and just look at the body on this one! She has no pack to come looking for her, if you can smell it. This beauty is a rogue." He shouts to all the men. 

I am not exactly sure what my rank is. I don't feel like a omega, I am just too strong for it. I let them smell the rogue on me, but I hide my actual scent. Craven says I smell kind of sweet yet spicy. Whatever that means. 

"Now the bidding will start at 500,000!!" He shouts again.

This is ridiculous, who spends that much money on a slave. All of the sudden growls and shouts for bids have started. Everyone is silenced once Venice stands and yells.

"Five million." He says cockily. 

Grunts are heard from many of the men. I look around seeing scowling faces towards Venice. As I'm looking my eyes suddenly come to a halt on one man. He is staring very intently at me, no wavering. He is built like a goddamn wall of bricks. He stands probably at 6'2 and pure muscle of a man. Staring at a alpha can cause problems, especially to a slave. I have never been one to be scared by an alpha though. He raises his eyebrow when he realizes I made eye contact with him and not immediately looking down. He then turns to the man next to him, I'm guessing his Beta. The beta stands up and looks my way.

"Fifteen million for the girl." 

Venice starts shouting at the man when this happens. 

"Alpha Jensen! I will give you warriors and money to give me the girl!" He tries to negotiate with a snarl. 

Jensen is the richest and most powerful Alpha I have heard of. His packs name is Black Blood. Jensen stands and makes Venice slightly lower his head. I need this damn Alpha to give me to Venice, he is ruining my f*****g plans!

"The girl is mine." 

With that statement he walks out of the stadium with his Beta. I turn to the man in charge here and he comes to grab me. He leads me out some black doors with a huge smile on his face. 

"You will be a great slave girl. You are so submissive I'm sure he will come buying even more from me!" He starts laughing. 

If he only f*****g knew. We will come back for him.

His death will be slow and painful, very painful. He shoves me into a empty room harshly with some more words of praise for making him money. 

After waiting ten minutes the door opens. A very good looking man walks in, Jensen's Beta. He is very tall like his alpha. Brown shaggy hair, with some deep brown eyes most women would swoon over. 

"My name is Castiel, Alpha Jensen sent me for you. Put this on." He throws me a silk white robe. 

I catch it, making sure I don't growl at this man. Breathe, just breathe and don't kill the man. 

I slip it on with him watching me carefully. 

"Follow me." He states and just turns around.

Are these assholes so use to women just being compliant with them? He trusts that I wont just break his damn neck. I will put them all in their damn places. Now I have to go to the wrong f*****g pack and think of another plan to reach Cersi. I lower my head and follow him out of the room. He leads me to a large black SUV outside and opens the back door. Before I can fully get myself in the vehicle he pushes my ass with his palm shoving me in.

"Hurry up." He says. 

Ohhh man, am I going to f*****g kill them all. He gets in the front seat not knowing the monster that sits just behind him. My fists are tight and I have to release them before I make myself bleed. We leave the parking lot heading to my new home, for now.