Their Dark Beginning

The Choice

Anastasia was overwhelmed by the Alpha’s in the room, their scents intermingling in a haze that made her senses weak. Her eyes grew glossy, as she fought to clear her head.

All these Alphas want me. Dad said I would have a choice, but they’re bidding millions over me? Will I really have a say?

Her thoughts were running wild as she glanced away from Alpha Kardos towards her father; who caught onto her distress, and he merely smiled towards her. This was one of the cruelties of being an Omega, that all would fawn and fight for her, even after she was Mated. Harming another’s mate would ensue a grave punishment, but that didn’t stop jealous Alpha’s from getting their revenge.

Some of the Alphas began to rise from their seats, ravaged by their own jealousy that Kardos was touching her so freely, and a small voice inside her said that she liked it.

His touch does feel good..

The attention was solely on her, and it made her feel powerful. Anastasia, in a moment of boldness, tilted her head to bare just the slightest bit of her neck, and she heard the low growl of Giovanni from across the table. Stefan took it as an invitation, and his fingers that had been along her thigh gripped tighter, as he leaned in to speak softly to her. “Such a good Omega.”

“Kardos, you are a fool. Who would want such a weak Omega? She can’t even control her scent.” The thick accent of the Russian Queen, Madame Volkov, spoke up as her bright red nails shot out to take hold of Anastasia’s chin. She had stepped up behind the pair, wearing a pristine, black gown that showed her voluptuous breasts and hips. She was a beauty, even if her features were stern and hateful, even though she too was affected by Anastasia’s sweet scent.

“2 million for the little mutt.” Volkov dug her fingernails into Anastasia’s cheeks, turning her face this way and that before ripping her hand away. Anastasia raised a hand to her face, amber eyes glaring up towards the female Alpha, before she lowered her eyes in respect.

Why is she so angry at me? I definitely haven’t done anything to her.. b***h.

“Very hypocritical of you, Volkov. You speak of her weakness and then bid even higher.” Stefan laughed, pulling his hands away from Anastasia to settle back in his seat.

Meanwhile, Giovanni was seething over the way the Purebloods were touching what he thought of as his. Mine, his wolf spoke, and he slammed a hand down onto the table as he stood. “2.5 Million and a portion of Texan territory.”

Augustine sat up in his chair at that, obviously pleased. He clapped his hands, glancing towards his daughter with his fangs bared in a broad grin. “Quite a generous offer, and a plot of land! My, my.. Will anyone bid higher? Now that we are throwing territory into the pot!”

Territory was scared to the Purebloods, what was theirs was theirs. Giovanni had pulled quite the bold move.

Anastasia was impressed, but at the same time... I don’t know any of these Alphas, maybe I shouldn’t be so hasty to choose just one. Dad said I had a choice, maybe I can make things interesting. So she would wait, and interject when the time came.

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The bidding went on for another hour, where Giovanni and Kardos were neck in neck. Other Alphas had shown interest, almost nearly everyone in the room had, but their bids were.. insanely high.

The two were disheveled, with ties thrown, and a few drinks on either part. It was a tough negotiation, where the highest bidder would win.. Or would they?

Anastasia, who had been surprisingly quiet, rose from her seat to regard the two of them. Both of the Alphas turned their heads towards her, and those who had already lost did too. They were interested on what the little Omega would say.

“The bidding has gone on for long enough, don’t you think, Alphas?” There were murmurs of agreement as they watched her walk from her seat, sauntering over towards her father with confidence. She stood at the side of his seat and he wrapped an arm around her with a smile, as if he trusted her decision. Either of them were fine with him, and the prospect of territory from either region would help their own. It was a tie, really.

“I choose...”

“Both.”

There were growls of anger and gasps of disbelief from numerous around the room, and even her father paused, tilting his head curiously up towards her. “Both?” Augustine asked.

“Yes, both. That is not to say I wish to have two alphas, but instead, a chance beyond bidding. I want to get to know either of you, and give a chance for me to be won over. Your bid gets you in the door, and what great bids they were. Forgive me, but I know neither of you beyond our meeting today.. Surely it would make sense to get to know me before we bind ourselves for life?”

Wise beyond her years, even though there was an uproar of protest, some of them agreed.

Volkov, who had dropped out of the bidding after it hit 4 million, laughed heartily from her seat. It was a mocking sort of disrespect, but what did a Queen have to fear? “Perhaps she is stronger than I gave her credit for. Funny childe, I hope you understand what you’ve just gotten yourself into.” With that, the Pureblood rose from her seat to make her way out of the room, cackling all the way like the evil b***h they all thought she was. Volkov wasn’t liked much among the inner circles, but she was a smart, powerful Alphian Queen of a large, foreign domain.

Giovanni, prideful and confident in his abilities, rose to challenge Stefan. “I accept.” He could win her over, without a doubt. I will have her, his wolf and he thought in tandem.

“I accept..” Said Stefan, though the idea of combating with some ruffian from Texas was beneath him.

She will be mine.