Alpha's Mark On Me

Sold as Slave

In the heart of the city, where shadows danced in the dimly lit alleyways, she found herself at the mercy of fate. With her doe-like eyes and auburn curls cascading down her slender shoulders, she possessed an innocent charm that belied the turmoil she would soon face.

The harsh spotlight shines upon her, highlighting her vulnerability. She feels exposed, both physically and emotionally, as the transparent clothes fail to provide any semblance of protection. The gaze of the crowd pierces through her, making her feel like an object on display rather than a human being.

The auction hall buzzes with anticipation and fervor. The sound of hushed whispers and excited chatter fills the air, blending with the shrill whistles that pierce through the commotion. She finds it hard to focus amidst the cacophony, her senses overwhelmed by the chaotic symphony surrounding her.

“She is pretty, 23 years of age, a young virgin and wolf-less.” She was thrown on the stage and shackled in the middle.

Observing her discomfort, the crowd grows increasingly animated. Some people revel in her distress, finding amusement in her vulnerability. Their raucous laughter and jeers only add to the unsettling ambiance in her being.

“No, No please, don’t do this to me.” Looking at her helpless body, she cried bitterly.

“Let the bidding start.” With the announcement of the host, people start bidding. Her innocent eyes are filled with tears and a trace of stoic resentment.

“Stop, I am not an object. You can’t do this to me.” She shouted angrily. Her voice was filled with rage.

"Perfect." A man dressed in an expensive suit was impressed by her expressions. With his cold, piercing gaze, he was intrigued by something about her. He saw in her the potential to become the perfect pawn in his dangerous game.

“Little girl, you owe me. Time to get paid.” He raised his bidding card with dangerous expressions. In a hushed and solemn auction hall, the atmosphere was disrupted by a single voice.

"20 Million Dollars," the bid was called out, causing the room to fall into a stunned silence. The abruptness of the bid sent shockwaves through the crowd, as they tried to comprehend the audacity of such an offer.

Yet, despite the initial shock, no one in the hall dared to challenge the bid. It was not just the extraordinary number that had rendered the crowd silent; it was the knowledge of who the bidder was. The ominous presence of the Alpha Lycan loomed over the auction, casting a dark shadow that instilled fear in the hearts of all. No one wanted to cross paths with him, let alone engage in a bidding war over a woman he seemingly desired to possess.

With that bid, the woman's fate was sealed. Alpha, with his vast resources and influential power, had claimed her as his own. The room remained silent, each person grappling with a mix of emotions - shock, disbelief, and a sense of powerlessness.

“Sold.” With that announcement, the bidder grabbed her arm and led her to her new master. He pushed her to his feet. His smell spread around her. She was on the ground, crying at her fate. Her autonomy, her freedom, and her future were now at the mercy of a man known for his ruthlessness. She tried to look at the face of the man and got shocked. A wave of fear spread across her face. Her tongue fluttered, in an attempt to say something. The shock was so intense that she couldn’t utter a word.

“Remember?” He said in a husky voice. A mysterious smile crept into his lips, observing her shocking expression.

She blinked and looked at him again.

He was alive.

His sun-like beautiful golden hair shone brilliantly. The ocean appeared to live inside the dark blue pupils. He seemed bigger and stronger than before, and she was entranced by the aroma coming from his clothes.

He was alive.

How?

This is not possible.

“She is mine now, Harley.” His heavy voice made her shudder.

The sudden shock and fear caused her body to instinctively react. With no warning, strong arms pinned her arms and a thick pad of cloth clamped over her nose and mouth, a sickly sweet smell filling her nostrils. The sudden shock made her suck in a deep breath and the drug filled her lungs.

The drug-soaked cloth was tied loosely over her nose. After that, darkness came before her eyes. She passed out and her body went limp in his arms.