Chapter 0014

The last of the time slots seemed to pass by so slowly.

My heart was pounding ridiculously loud in my chest, mimicking the beat of each footstep the purveyor took across the stage as he talked up the audience over each "item" before he'd begin calling out numbers and declaring the new master of each slave based on who was most willing to dump out the highest amount of their dirty money from their pockets.

The whole thing was making me sick.

"Forty-eight," he called out and I swear my head vibrated with those words as they hung heavily in the air.

So close. We were so close to my number being called. I was barely following along with the proceedings. My mind was a jumbled mess but I tried to pay attention to the current being up for sale. The slave, in this case, a male vampire who could manipulate some things, some ways at some times. I didn't know. The words were all a muffled noise in my ears, the movements all blurs that seemed to simultaneously be speeding by while also crawli