I had spied on a lot of packs to know this a lot and had gone into their plans and works. In my work, I discovered one or two that were not involved in my mission. In my last mission, I was ordered to spy on the MADCREST PRIDE and apparently, that mission brought me to the list of most wanted persons in the werewolf community.
And now I was meeting a real member of MADCREST PRIDE again, not just any member, but a real squad commander, probably because, according to the intel I learned during my mission, only squad leaders had their pack name tattooed on their bodies.
It explains why my wolf had a hankering for blood from these men and was ready to come out. It becomes clearer as well how they do not smell differently when normal rogues have a bad odor radiating from their bodies.
These dudes are a part of that deranged group. The one lingering question, though, was how Swiftmane Pack was involved in this group that made them attack the pack.
Sara was harshly grabbed by the leader, facing me again "You want to make a deal to save her life? "
“Yes, I am,” I replied coldly.
"Ray, bring her here” the leader commanded.
I watched as the man named Ray walked toward me. With a burn on one side of his face, he had a menacing appearance. He broke the silver chain that linked me to the others. I was hauled toward the stage, making me hiss as the man gripped my forearm tightly. How I wanted to rip this man’s hand off his body.
Ray growled, dragging me to my knees, saying, "You bow down." Since I never bow to anybody, he will have to really force me.
I snarled at him as I was pushed to my knees and felt the silver tug at my wrists.
The leader asked. “What’s your name?”
“Florence.”
“What would you offer me if I could spare this girl? ", the leader asked, liking to see a woman with captivating beauty begging for the girl so he can make her do what he wants.
"What do you want?” Florence gritted the words.
"What do I want?” Staring out over the field, the leader questioned. "What do I want? Darling, it's quite easy. I will spare the girl in exchange for money,”
"I don't have any f*cking money," I snapped.
"But you will give me soon if you consent to be auctioned," the leader said with a sinister smirk.
I snarled at him wanting to curse at them but controlling myself and considering my chances at the moment. It was not wise to respond in a fit of rage. The first lesson I picked up from working as a spy for so long.
I said, more as a statement than a question, "If I decline, you'll kill us both, won't you?"
“A beauty with brains, such a nice combination” The leader licked his lips in amusement and nodded at Ray, who yanked Sara from him harshly and caused her to scream.
“I suppose we've reached an understanding, so tie her up with this one”
I glared at him as I was dragged by a man named Ray along with Sara.
The leader abruptly stated, "Ah, by the way, my name is Austin Byers. I guess we will need to chat at some time so that we are now having a deal."
I didn't say anything, letting myself be dragged off the platform and chained to behind the tree, far from the others. I grimace when the silver chain touches my body and burns my skin. Although I kept quiet since I was accustomed to the agonizing agony of silver, Sara screamed the instant the chain touched her already wounded skin. Blood came out of her skin.
Ray shouted, "Shut the fuck up, b*tch," while grasping and yanking Sara's hair.
I said through clenched teeth, "Get your filthy hands off of her. I and your Alpha had made an arrangement and my condition was for the girl to be an unharmed asshole."
“You never state your terms, and if you both disagree, Austin will just murder you both”
I smirked. If this jackass wanted to play this game, he had another thing coming for him.
"And guess what, asshole, I am ready to die and I am willing to sacrifice the girl's life. If I die, it will be your loss, not mine, since you won't be able to find anybody better to give you a large sum of money right now, right?"
The way their leader—Austin keeps mentioning my beauty or whatsoever, I knew the auction must be something about being a sex slave or anything that involves having a pretty face.
Ray abruptly released Sara from his grip and gave me a hard stare before turning to leave while muttering, "F*ck this."
As soon as Ray disappeared from their line of sight, I let out a sigh.
"What made you do that?”
My attention was abruptly drawn to Sara's question. I turned to her while trying to ignore the horrifying screams of men and women running for their lives. Sara was a lovely, slim girl with big brown eyes that framed her oval face.
“What do you mean?”
"Ask them to spare me? In order to keep me alive, you turned over your soul to that monster” Sara's eyes were red and puffy.
“I did what I had to. You don't deserve to die when you haven't even seen the world”
Sara mumbled, "I'm sorry, and thank you so much for saving me”
I nodded and remained still to lessen the stinging pain of the silver chain. “That is the reason I had to save you”
“Why? No one would want to save an orphan like me. They only tolerated me because my parents had been pack members up to their deaths”
I said with a sorrowful grin, "I'm also an orphan. An orphan protecting another. I guess it sounds better."
My mother also abandoned me when I was 10 years old and it made my father drive me into madness until he killed himself, leaving me behind to fend off myself. Maybe because I was a half-breed having the blood of a Lycan and a werewolf. I can still remember how my mother didn't want me because for her I was an abomination. It was a bitter memory that no one had thought of me.
My father loved my mother so much but I guessed my mother had chosen her mate over us. Or maybe she just doesn't want to see me anymore. Somewhat of a reasonable choice. After being alone in the forest for two years, trying to survive, I was adopted by a man who raised me not as a daughter but as a tool that he can use to spy on the business of others.
The same man who I vowed to kill the next time I had the chance.
Sara asks with disbelief, thinking that Florence's family was still alive, "You're an orphan too?"
I chuckled cheekily, "Yeah. It's tough right?"
And in that second, Sara’s voice cracked as she said, "Yes, it's tough."
I can't help but see myself to the girl, "But you will get over it and learn better at living while ignoring the agony"
We fell silent once again. As our pack crumbled, the sounds coming from them grew fewer and softer. I turned to Sara and said, "I'm sorry about your pack." Sara shook her head, her voice filled with rage. "They deserved what was coming to them." I was taken aback by the intensity in her voice. "What do you mean?" "I don't know if this is true, but I heard Alpha Jason joined forces with a bunch of rogues. Some of our pack members have gone missing since then. I overheard him saying that sacrifices need to be made for a brighter future. I don't understand it, but it sounds off," Sara explained, biting her lower lip in thought. My anger flared at the revelation. Madcrest Pride was associated with Swiftmane Pack, led by Alpha Jason. "That f*cker," I hissed, the pieces fitting together. "He's a terrifying man," Sara chimed in. "There are people scarier than him, trust me. But at least that filthy wolf is dead now," I replied, my voice tight with determination. After two hours, Austin
I felt the space on my left bounce a little as I sat on the class-A couch, something I had first assumed the club could not afford given its location in the middle of the woods. It was my first time being here, but it wasn't my first time pretending to be a club employee. To complete the tasks assigned to me, I performed nearly all of the jobs that anyone could imagine at a bar. "Nervous?" a woman seated next to me asked with a charming accent. Her golden complexion, complementing her brown eyes, and her auburn curly hair that fell to her waist made her look stunning. She tapped her gold heels on the ground and said, "Yes," with all honesty. "It's normal because it's your first time setting foot here," the woman said, extending her hand. "I'm Lynne, by the way." "Florence," I said, taking her hand. Lynne grinned and said, "Such a wonderful name for a gorgeous face." I simply smiled, not trusting the words that came out of her mouth. I was aware of how I appeared and how, occasion
Later, we would be led along a corridor from behind the door until we arrived at the stage where we would be showing our bodies to be sold off to a beast and be a mistress for one month. And the money that would be placed on my head would be sent directly to Austin. He was one of the second on my list to kill, along with many others. But it's not like I would be under a man's control for a month. I would escape as soon as I got the chance. When I heard the door open once more to reveal Austin, I let out an exasperated breath and dragged my fingers through my hair. He brazenly swept his eyes over us while whistling, but we were too preoccupied with looking presentable to spare him a glance. Much he deserves. I knew he would visit. Heck, I even saw more of his men going in and out of this place yesterday and earlier. It was entirely plausible though because rogues felt safer in packs, especially in their cases where they were being hunted by a lot of werewolves right now. Austin's en
I shook my head and sighed, feeling my body tense up once again. The Alpha King was here. I knew what the man looked like because I had seen him in pictures. And he was just gorgeous beyond words. Honestly, I kind of wanted to meet him. I was certain that my photographs did, but only as a wanted person. But I was sure the picture the Alpha King received of me had an image that was far from my real face or from years ago probably. When I was still a spy, well, I still was, just on a break, the man I was working for named Keith Cadwell met me twice a year. That man only knew me as Makayla Ellis and not Florence Lancaster—my real name. Meanwhile, others called me Veilios, which means shadow, known as the conniving spy. My father hated my mother so much that he changed my name to Makayla Ellis because my real name sounded like hers. He even made it a rule for me to wear contact lenses whenever I would go see him because apparently, I got my hazel eyes from my mother. Since I started to
I patiently waited for the next woman to be presented, observing the crowd's reactions. To my surprise, none of the men placed any bids on the remaining women, and I could sense the announcer's growing worry as he scanned the crowd, searching for Madam Barbara. The women in line grew visibly impatient, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread building within me. The host's whimsical tone cut through the air as he motioned towards the blonde woman in front, Elaine, who smiled seductively at the gentlemen in the audience. But before he could continue, a bulky man sitting in the front row interrupted, demanding my presence. Here goes nothing. Fear shot through my veins as his finger pointed directly at me. It seemed my time had come. The host's face lit up with excitement as he faced me, beckoning me to step forward. His words fell on deaf ears as I fought the urge to punch him in the face. Taking a deep breath, I composed myself and walked confidently towards the front even tho
I turned my focus back to the formidable man standing a few meters away, ready to smile at him and accept my fate. But my idea was shattered when he nonchalantly left, slipping out the door just as a young man in a tuxedo stepped out of the shadows and onto the stage. In the corner of my eyes, I noticed the other Alphas releasing a sigh of relief when Nicholas disappeared. I turned my attention to the newcomer, feeling the strong aura of power emanating from him. Although his force was almost on par with that of normal Alphas, he may have been the gamma or delta of the Moonstone Pack, the pack of Lycans. Their intimidating presence and naturally dense aura of power made them easily distinguishable from other werewolves. The man held out his hand and positioned himself beside the steps that led off the platform. Tentatively, I placed my hand in his, my brows pinched in uncertainty, as I descended the stairs. When I reached the floor, the man guided me away from the area. I quietly fol
I could already feel the bond between us tightening into a knot. However, the bond also carries pain, and I was dying within because my mate had just slapped and rejected me. Nasya, my wolf, stopped wagging its tail and howled in agony within my head, escaping to the recesses of my mind. I keep my focus on him as I take in all of his features, including those breathtaking green eyes. “Then let us reject each other,” I announced, forcing the word out of my mouth. The words felt like a knife being stabbed deep into my heart. He suddenly laughed darkly, causing me to arch an annoyed brow. His voice was too enchanting for my ears. Gosh, I hate that thought. Clearly, the mate bond is still trying to fix this broken bond between us. It was one thing I hate about the mate bonds. It didn’t recognize that the feelings of two people were not always mutual and the other was just hurting. "I will not accept your rejection even if you chanted it like a prayer. Our bond will only be broken
NicholasI gave Florence a long, intense look, ignoring her words. My eyes no longer contain fury, instead, they now contain malice. My gaze fixed on her hazel eyes that were warmed by inner gold. Her irises flicker with hurt and rage. I could hear my beast growling at my head. Fortunately, I blocked him. I cannot succumb to the bond and let my wolf control me. The woman before me was utterly powerless. I saw her profile earlier and it states she cannot shift and the fact that I cannot sense her wolf just confirmed it. It was kinda funny because her surname—Lancaster was the same as that strong and infamous crazed rogue but she was the exact opposite of him. And it was basically impossible that I would acknowledge a lady that was not a Lycan.It was almost unacceptable to think that she was related to that Rogue King. I grabbed her chin. A high-pitched cry came from her red and luscious lips while her soft hand grabbed my wrist. It was funny seeing her struggle in vain. I then dragg