Sadistic Alpha

Athena

The guards dragged me outside and threw me on the stage.

My forehead hit against the rough surface of the wooden stage that had been used for selling countless girls like me; Fresh blood instantly seeped through my bruised skin and the metallic smell hit my nose.  

A Chorus of cheers and sounds of approval buzzed throughout the entire place. The hunger-filled eyes of the disgusting people waiting around raked my body covered in a torn red dress that barely covered my skin.

A sob slipped past my lips and I brought my hands close to my body to avoid the eyes of these awaiting monsters on me.

I felt disgusted. So weak and pathetic that I wished for my own death.

But little did I know that death was in no way near me because I was yet to face worse than death itself.

"So here's another fresh piece," The auctioneer grabbed a fistful of my hair and forced me to stand on my feet; My knees were ready to give up at any second.

"So this is our lovely...Athena," The monster began speaking, his voice alone made every fiber of my body shiver in disgust, "Beauty with grace." He grabbed my jaw and roughly raised my face to make me face the crowd.

Every single individual in the crowd had their eyes shaded dark in lust; There was no sign of mercy in any of them, not even a vestige of it.

"So soft and flavorful  that you can crush her in your bed every night and still there be more of her." He chuckled.

This stirred awake many waves of laughter from the animals in front of me, beneath their skin and lustful gazes they hid demons and their dark intentions that brought them here to the auction today.

They were here to enjoy the helplessness of girls like us and gain their profit from it.

"But don't worry, she's fresh as a newly ripe fruit just like her age," The auctioneer spoke again, the dirt his words carried caused more tears to spill down my cheeks.

 What could I do other than weep because of my misfortune? Nothing.

"A virgin, wolf less she-wolf," He said and chaos of whistles broke through the entire place and it felt a tight slap landing against my cheek.

Wolf less— The misery that put me into this position where I was today. The reason why I never got the love of my parents and ended up here is that they sold me like some good to these monsters due to their greed for money.

And here I was— In the middle of these starving demons, moments away from being once again.

I was not wolfless... I could feel her, her emotions, her strengths but the only thing that brought me into this hell was because I couldn't shift. Despite having a wolf, I am wolfless.

"So the bidding starts at Twenty thousand euros..." The MC's voice cut through, "Twenty thousand?Anyone?"

"Thirty Thousand," One of the bidders raised his paddle. The sound left my heart beating faster.

I closed my eyes, more tears rolled down my cheeks. It felt like the world was laughing at my misfortune; The pain of a weak she-wolf standing in front of the crowd of monsters who were here to take advantage of her helplessness because of their wealth, the same wealth whose greed made my parents sell me like some crap.

"Thirty thousand," The MC's pleasant voice spoke, the joy could be seen through his orbs, "Thirty-One? Anyone?"

"Thirty-Five thousand," Another bidder spoke among the crowd.

My heartbeats rose. The dismay surrounded me more and more. I did not want to be sold.

In my mind, I kept praying that this nightmare would somehow end. But it did not.

Because it was the reality.

"Thirty-five thousand! Forty thousand anyone? Do we have a Forty thousand for this fresh flower?" 

"Sixty Thousands." Another voice rang from the crowd along with the sound of the paddle. 

"The bar has been raised, gentleman! Sixty thousand!" The amazement was palpable in his voice, "Sixty-One thousand? Anyone?"

"One million!" A sudden voice buzzed among the crowd, leaving a hush prowling around the entire place and my...soul.

Unknowingly a shiver ran down my body. My eyes became desperate to see the owner of that luring voice, a surreal feeling stirred awake within every inch of my skin as if some sort of heat entrenched it.

But I couldn't see the person. The crowd was too huge.

Hesitancy covered MC's expression as if he was contemplating a decision that might cost him his life. And the same hesitancy was perceptible among the bidders. Everyone here knew who that person was, but I didn't.

"One...One Million. Does anyone want to bid higher?" His voice trembled.

No paddle rose, it was not because of the amount of money, it was because of.....fear.

The MC opened his mouth to speak but a sudden slamming sound was heard and the same voice spoke again, "Two Million Euros." The words were spoken with anger and suppressed underneath a hidden threat.

"Sold!" The MC did not delay a second before announcing.

His voice shook and his eyes shaded with fear as he uttered the name, "Sold to...Alpha Sebastian Valdez."