Stacie’s POV
I was sure my eyes were as blank as Laurel’s eyes as I watched the ongoing auction.
In the last week since Uncle Daniel had sold me here, the both of us had been repeatedly placed on display for sales.
And yet, because of our master’s greed, the price he had placed on me was sky-high and made most of his customers think twice.
At this point, I had no idea if that was a good thing or not. Being here was disgusting but according to our master’s orders, Grade A products like me were treated with care and the men didn’t dare to violate me.
However, I felt it was only a matter of time. Just last night, I felt one of them try to get a feel of my boobs. And I feared what would happen to me in two weeks if I wasn’t bought.
“You are thinking again,” Laurel commented dryly beside me.
I nodded. Between us, we didn’t need too many words to describe how we were feeling. The guards couldn’t catch us talking or we were going to be punished.
That way, two or more people couldn’t plan their way out of here.
I had only one solution for myself. My transformation.
The chances were low but I would take anything I could get.
“We now have a stunning beauty from one of the packs around here. She has the Alpha blood running in her and would make her new master happy and feel fulfilled…” the host announced as I was dragged out of my cage.
I looked around the cramped and sweat filled room. This was the routine every night. But tonight, something felt different.
Smelled different.
Like there was some strong and sweet fragrance somewhere in the air.
I took a deep breath but the scent wafted even stronger.
“Starting from $100,000!” The host announced and like every other night, the room turned silent.
I bent my head down, uncomfortable from all the staring.
Every other girl had a starting bid of $20,000 and yet, I had five times the price.
“$105,000!” Someone yelled from the back.
The first bid was always the door opener and the whole room became wild with little increases in their bids.
When the bidding was starting to dwindle, a cold and solemn voice rang out from the VIP section.
“$300,000.”
I took in a sharp intake from the price I had heard and the way my body reacted to that voice.
And it was not just me, the whole hall became quiet. Including the host who had gasped the moment his words had fallen.
After what seemed like thirty minutes, the host spoke up.
“Good! $300,000 going! 1….2….3!”
His counting was brief like he was afraid the person could change their mind.
The Gavel came down and sealed the deal.
Or to be more specific, sealed my fate.
The chain binding me to the cage was unlocked and two men climbed the stage to lead me away from the stage.
I cast one look at Laurel while I said a prayer for her mentally.
As I had been the last ‘item’ the auction was done for the night. But the crowd showed no signs of dwindling with most of them gathering in small groups to discuss.
“Madame Flare would prepare you for being taken away by your master.” One of the guards told me when we stopped in front of a door.
Without knocking, they entered the room where a middle-aged lady was seated and playing cards all by herself.
“She sold for three times her auction price, the boss said to doll her up with the best of everything we have.”
The lady gasped as she looked at me.
“Damn! We didn’t even think you could sell at that price,” she said while her eyes raked all over my body with interest.
“Well, she sure does have it all.” She added after a while.
The three of them had some small talk before the two guards took their leave and left the both of us alone.
“Now let’s get to work on you little beauty!” She said while clapping excitedly.
I stood there, my mind empty as I watched her scurry around the room with a cart.
Eventually, after about thirty minutes, she made me strip and clothed me in a black dress that stopped at my thighs.
“I should use red for such an expensive price paid but your skin is so fair and I believe your master would appreciate that when he sees you in this dress…”
“And my underwear?” I asked, seeing as she tossed the pair into a bin.
I was completely bare under the dress which was uncomfortable in every way.
The dress had a snugging kind of material that glued to my skin and even though it was soft and easy on the skin, it was a lot better than everything I had worn since Uncle Daniel sold me here. It was still uncomfortable knowing that I was completely naked underneath my dress.
“Underwears? If your master wants you in those, he would make the arrangements. However, we do not send our women over in underwear.”
I squirmed under her gaze and summoned all the courage in me. “Please.”
My breasts weren’t huge but they were significant, with a dress like this, it was the same thing as just flashing myself in his face.
“Stacie, you are going to your master who will now own you, you better start preparing yourself now, otherwise, how are you supposed to please him if you aren’t comfortable with him looking at the goods he paid for?”
Without waiting for my reply, she pulled me to sit down in the makeup chair.
Thirty minutes and she had me all dolled up and looking even prettier than I did during our balls back at the pack.
At the thought of the life I had before this, tears pooled in my eyes and I forced them away by blinking.
Now wasn’t the time to be weak.
Madame Flare called the guards in and they led me down the hall and up the stairs to the VIP section.
Everywhere we passed, heads turned and I felt like every gaze was on my body. It was probably in my mind but I was more than certain of some more than others.
Eventually, we stopped in front of the door at the end of the hallways and the sweet fragrance I had smelled earlier wafted into my nose again.
If the two guards beside me smelled it, they showed no signs of it as they knocked on the door.
“Leave the girl and disappear from here.” A cold voice rang from inside and I felt goosebumps form on my exposed skin, which was a lot.
The two of them looked at each other and then as he ordered, took their leave.
Almost like the person inside could see everything happening outside, as soon as they left the corridor entirely, his voice rang out again.
“Come in.”
Stacie’s POV The inside of the VIP room was another world on its own but my senses were more focused on something else. The man seated on the couch. Like some magic, it seemed like my whole person was drawn to him from the moment I set my eyes on him. Or more like made from him. I was no kid and I knew exactly what was happening here. And maybe if my wolf had awoken completely, I would have felt this more. That the man before me was my mate. My fated mate from the moon goddess. In less than one week, every damn plan I had made all my life crumble like they were nothing. All my pleas to have Jamie as my mate was not only impossible but somehow, the moon goddess had given me a mate that was also my master. If that wasn’t some shit luck. Nothing else could be. “I’m Stacie,” I said and stretched my hands out for a handshake. At the very least, I was his mate and he wouldn’t treat me like an item, right? The man before me raised his head up and my body went rigid from his appearan
Stacie’s POV The drive to his house was quiet and quite uncomfortable; I was seated in the back seat of a sleek Porsche car while the middle-aged woman from earlier sat in the front with a driver who was too relaxed to be an employee. “What’s your name?” The driver asked with an audacity that baffled me. “Stacie” I whispered, suppressing my anger and ignoring the lopsided grin on the driver’s face. “I don’t think he’s a driver, his aura is too prominent,” Someone whispered. I looked around but found no one. “Did you say something?” I asked the middle-aged woman who was beginning to stare at me with a funny expression on her face. “I did.” The same voice replied, “And stop looking around, you look crazy!” She said with a laugh. In frustration, I closed my eyes and pressed my head against the windscreen close to where I sat. The voice was in my head. “Who are you?” I whispered almost to myself, I pinched the bridge of my nose as her cheerful laugh rang through my head. “I’m Ariel
Stacie's POV Four beautiful girls were standing in front of me, staring widely at me. Coherent speech seemed to have deserted them. I couldn't help but ask; " What are you looking at?" When I received no response, I wiped a hand over my chin. "Have I something on my face?" "What?" One of them cleared her throat. "So sorry, you just look too beautiful to be a slave. We weren't expecting a pretty face like yours." She said, smiling. Like you guys aren't so beautiful too. I said in my head. Though I grinned, I still felt a little uncomfortable as to the exaggeration of my beauty. I know I'm beautiful but I just don't get the "too beautiful" part. As if sensing my discomfort, she extended her hands. "I'm Nora" I shook her hand, a fake smile plastered on my face. "I'm Stacie" She continued, "You're welcome to our midst, This is Sandra, Shannon and Maggie, we are all roommates" The other girls greeted me one after the other, all with smiling faces. "Well you'll be staying in a se
Antoine's POV One moment I was trying to piss Stacie, my mate off, but the next, she was sitting right on my lap, whispering softly to my ear. Did she say handcuffs? As in she's referring to me having sex with her using handcuffs? Already? Is she already that eager to sleep with me? I just can't get this mating and bonding thing. I've heard that females take it very seriously and try to do anything in order to bond with their mates. Some even go to the lengths of raping their mates, according to what I heard. Miss Stacie sure isn't planning to do that right? Sincerely, I must confess that I'm still shocked. I had no idea that this little Miss Stacie would ever actually go to the lengths of seducing me. She looks so innocent and besides, she just got to my pack today. She hasn't even spent time adjusting to the environment or anything, but she's already trying to seduce me, the almighty alpha of the dark moon pack. She's got balls, I must say. Especially for someone that made
Stacie's pov. My plan to seduce the almighty alpha seems to be working out, as Antoine seemed to be enjoying every bit of my touch as much as I was. His hand squeezed my nipples and I shuddered in pleasure, spikes of desire shooting through my stomach and lower. As much as I had planned so well earlier to seduce him and then leave him hanging in sexual frustration, I don't think I can bear to do that anymore. This feeling I am getting is way sweeter than what I had imagined. I just wanted to have him deep inside me. I'm also very curious to know how it really feels like to be taken by your mate. The bonding, the mating, the connection, that was everything. I proceeded to take off his shirt which was hindering me from touching his skin. I touched his skin, and it felt so smooth. I could feel the play of his muscles under my fingers, and the heat emanating from his hot body. Then suddenly, he shouted; "Get out!" His voice sounded so cold like ever before. At first, I thought I mis
Stacie’s POV I broke out in cold sweat, trembling uncontrollably. How come I didn't even notice anyone creeping up behind me? I didn't even see his shadows. Could Beta Daniel have sent someone here to kill me? "How would he even know you're here" Elda spoke in my head. "You just have to fight back and save yourself." Right! I had to fight against this 'my' attacker. I tried to wriggle out of my attacker's firm grip and succeeded in freeing one of my hands. I quickly balled my hand into a fist, swirling around with difficulty to face him. But instead of my punch landing in his face, it landed in the air, as he seemed to have perceived it coming and had dodged it. Then before I knew it, he grabbed my fist in his palms, giving it a rough squeeze. "Ouch! That was painful" Pain shot up my arm like fire and I cringed. I was being sapped of every ounce of energy left in me. "Is this how difficult fighting is?" I wondered. This isn't even real combat, and I'm sure my attacker was bein
Antoine's POV The footsteps were coming close. I could hear the heavy thud of the person's boots as they approached the door. "Maybe one of the soldiers, I thought. Then all of a sudden, the footsteps stopped. There was total silence. I tried to smell the scent of the person who was at the door, as I had a sharp sense of smell. But surprisingly, I couldn't get the person's scent, not even a faint smell. It was as if the person didn't have a scent at all. Now, that's strange. Is it an alien or a human? I wondered. Stacie on the other hand felt the presence of the person behind the door. My scent was too familiar, stealing her breath away. It was someone she knew. Someone, she wasn't prepared to see right now. It was definitely----- wait did she just smell the scent? "Girl! Seems we're leveling up!" Ariel shouted excitedly in her head. Bang! Bang! Bang! The person knocked on the door with a kind of force that could only belong to one person. Then it dawned on me, The person at
Stacie's POV Oh my goodness! Daniel said he was going to lock the door, and then see if I'll be able to open it. The next thing that came running through my mind after he finished saying that was that 'What if he closes the door and I'm not able to open it? what would he do then? Would he think I'm a criminal or something? Or would he just kill me? Fear gripped me at the thought of that. Looking at Damien's face, he doesn't look like someone that would need to take permission from Antoine before killing someone he suspects to be a criminal. And by then, not even the formidable alpha would be able to save me. The funniest part is I can't even remember how exactly I got the door to open the other time. I know it was about the energy that is emitted from my body, but the problem is how did I manage to release the energy, or better still, what did I do to release it? I racked my brain but still couldn't come up with anything. Damien dragged the chains up, from the floor in order t