Bullied And Abused Luna Between Two Alphas

Chapter 3

He said, "Okay girls," teasing them with a wicked grin. "Your time as my s*x slaves is up." Now you all need to be good. My Alpha kings will be coming in no time, so do me good, make me some good money, and get the hell out of this place! A new life awaits you all.”

He left as quickly as he came. I sat back and let my mind roam. The meeting hall, all the girls, Alpha kings, money. Everything was leading to an auction, he’ll be making money from us. How disgusting of him! That was the worst thing an Alpha king could do.

In no faraway time, I heard the clicking of doors and the chattering of masculine voices. They were here and it was time.

We were arranged in a single line and took turns entering the stage. I was expecting them to give us a piece of clothes to cover up but was shocked to realize we were entering the stage as bare as a hornet’s cell.

One particular girl ran back, shedding uncontrolled tears like a just widowed lady. It turned out she wasn’t picked. But she was pretty to me with her waist-length snowy hair and almost perfect bone structures. How I pity her. Who knew what Logan or those brutes will do to her?

Now it was my turn. One of the big guys jerked his head and told me to leave. As I climbed up to the podium in the middle of the stage, I swallowed a lump. That was the worst time of my life, and I wanted the ground would open up and swallow me up.

"Hold her up!""a voice screamed from the crowd.

My chin was held up by the auctioneer. I really wanted to keep going, but when I thought about Logan and those jerks backstage, I had to give up.

There was a room in front of me full of rich, powerful, strongly smelling Alpha kings who were exact copies of Logan. I didn't understand why they were fully behind this crazy plan.

It was cold and airy in the room, but it was hard for me to breathe. It was hard for me to breathe because their expensive perfumes and strong Alpha smells mixed and clashed in my nose. As I looked at the faces that were looking down at me and judging me, air quickly left my nose and I could feel my lungs gasping for air that they couldn't get.

"Are you after $200,000?""The auctioneer looked around the crowd to see if anyone was ready to bid."

"$200,000," a man said as he stood up. People in the crowd gasped in surprise. Some people sitting in front of him turned to look at him with their eyebrows raised in surprise.

When they meant his, my eyes twitched a little. I was caught off guard by something about him. In contrast to the fake Logan bags that were staring and judging me, he looked very different in his cream-colored expensive suit and calm attitude. I wasn't sure, though. One look can be misleading. That's what Logan used to get me to come to him.

"$500,000," said someone else. He stood up, buttoned his suit, and gave me that evil look Logan always gave me when he was about to hurt me.

"$600,000!"A big guy yelled from behind."

"I want $800,000!"The first man replied, "No," and I heard the others gasp and growl.

"$1M," the second person said without a doubt. The third had given up and was already sitting down.

The first one drawled, "$5M dollars," and kept looking at me as if he could see right through me. But I did everything I could to avoid his eyes.

The second man growled and sat down, taking off the buttons on his suit that he had been wearing when he stood up.

The auctioneer said, "Going for $5M then." He looked around one last time to see if anyone had any complaints, but he didn't see any. The sale was over when he hit the wooden block with the gavel.

I slowly caught my breath as two big men in black glasses watched over me from the stage. Someone gave me a blanket, and I wrapped it around myself quickly.

I was watched until the door clicked open, and one of the guards who led me into the hall knelt down in front of a small screen. When I left the castle, I cried and cursed the day I came here. At the same time, I hoped that the next place I went wouldn't be as bad as this one or worse.

SEBASTIAN’S POV

I never bid on a slave at the Omega sale. I mostly just watched instead of bidding. It was required for all Alpha kings to go, even though I didn't want to, so every year I had to drag myself to this basement hall to watch beautiful but battered, naked female omegas get sold.

I was bored and quickly drawn to her when I saw her cower into the stage like a scared kitten. I just had to make the first bid, which made everyone gasp in surprise. They couldn't believe I was finally taking part after not doing so for so many years.

Her body was covered in scars and bruises, but I couldn't take my eyes off of how beautiful she was. She had misty blonde hair, delicate features, and a slim, curvy body. I liked her more than just how beautiful she was. As soon as the auctioneer raised her chin, I saw a damsel in trouble in her swollen, red eyes. They burned with pain that was too much for one person to handle. It was unclear how long she had been that way. At that moment, I knew I had to act to save her before she got into the wrong hands.

There were a few other people trying to get her, but I made it through and was glad I did. With the tip of my finger, I told my guards to get her a blanket and take her to the SUV parked in front of the castle while I paid for the move.

As I left, my impatience got the best of me, and I didn't want to stay until the sale was over. As I went up the stairs from the underground tunnel to the main part of the castle, I saw one of my guards coming towards me.

"Why don't you go with her?" I yelled angrily, "You know she's scared; what if she gets away?"

He said, "No master, she's with Khan and the driver," which made me feel better.

I hurried to the frontage and said, "Let's get going!" My whole body hurt from being so antsy I couldn't sit still. I had to go see her again.

When we got to the car, I wasn't shocked to see her sad and her head on the window. She sat up straight and tried to hide her chill as the glass was wound down. I tried to talk to her, but she was having trouble answering.

"Hi... " Before I could finish, I saw that she was holding on tight to the blanket with all of her strength.

I saw fear flash in front of her eyes, and it made me wonder what kind of cruel treatment she and the other Omegas were getting. Even though I never liked the auction, it was done because it was custom, and in the werewolf kingdoms, tradition was very important.

I told her, "It's okay," to calm her down. "I won't hurt you. No longer does anything matter what they did to you. No one will ever hurt you again. I promise you that."

I needed to clear up any doubts she might have had. To keep her safe. To get her to relax a little. Everything fell in the mud, though. She kept quiet, and the fear that was still shining in her face was clear and sharp.

I took a deep breath of worry and chose to put it all off until later. I'll plan a small dinner for just the two of us so that I can get to know her better. Hopefully, she'll calm down before then.

When we got to my house, the horn went off just in time for my wife and some servants to walk out to the frontage. When we got down, the staff were very friendly.

As they helped me bring her into the castle, I told them, "Take her to a room that isn't being used."

I was hoping for a nice hug from my dear wife, but all I got was a glare and a flounce. I looked at them both with wide eyes in confusion. It was clear that she was angry because that's when she behaved badly. I went up with her to our bedroom.

The door was left open, and when I pushed it open, I saw her standing behind me with her arms crossed over her chest. When she heard the door close, she turned to face me.

"You know full well that we already have too many maids, so how could you bring that slave girl?" She threw her words at me like rocks.

Oh! Her?" I laughed out loud in shock.