It was the same short-looking man who came to pick her up at Lucas's pack house. She wondered how far away from home she was and how long she had been unconscious.
She wanted to escape, but she was tied up and everyone was watching her. She felt exposed in her transparent white gown that revealed her skin. It was clear why the men desired her, she had attractive features. They were in a large hall filled with bidders awaiting the auction.
"1200 coins!" shouted a bidder.
"1200," repeated the auctioneer, signaling the start of the bidding.
"1700 coins!" yelled another bidder.
"1900 coins!" this time it was a woman. Aurora wondered why a woman would spend such a large sum on her.
"2500 coins!" a rough-looking man shouted. Aurora's heart skipped a beat at his appearance, she hoped her buyer was at least decent.
"3000 coins!" offered the woman from before, shocking everyone. No one had ever paid such a high price for a slave before. The auctioneer felt relieved, grateful to the guard for informing him that she was a Luna, preventing him from making a mistake.
"Alright, 3000 wins," declared the auctioneer, striking the gavel to signal the end of the bid. He then produced a receipt for the woman who had purchased Aurora.
Aurora was dragged out of the hall and taken to the back for the final transaction.
"Take it," the woman said, extending a box to the bidder.
The man received the box from the woman and eyed her suspiciously. It was unusual to see a woman pay such a large amount for a slave, but Aurora was no ordinary slave, so it wasn't entirely surprising.
"Remove her slave history from your records; she is meant for a greater purpose," the woman ordered.
"You know the rules….." The man started to mention the rules, but the woman's guard silenced him by offering another box of coins.
"As you wish, my Lady," the man immediately agreed, bowing slightly, and walked away.
"Bring her along, I will return once I confirm the clearance," the woman said, leaving her guard with Aurora.
Taking this as an opportunity to ask the guard, Aurora inquired, "Where are you taking me?"
The guard ignored her question, grabbed her wrist, and led her away. He strapped her into the backseat of the car they had brought and waited for the woman to return.
Minutes later, the woman came back, and they sped off.
The drive was long, and Aurora dozed off without realizing it. Her position in the car made it comfortable for her to sleep.
"We are on our way. Stall him for as long as you can," Aurora heard faint voices from the front of the car. That's when she remembered her current situation. She decided to pretend to be unconscious so she could discover their destination.
Her plan was unsuccessful as the woman didn't say anything else until they arrived.
Aurora was amazed when she stepped out of the car and saw an extravagant mansion. It was clearly the property of someone wealthy, far from the abode of an ordinary person. Even in the evening, the mansion was easily visible, with lights arranged outside, making it more alluring. Who could be living in such a luxurious mansion?
"Follow me," the woman ordered, interrupting Aurora's thoughts.
She instinctively followed. The interior decor was simple yet beautiful, piquing her curiosity even more. Eventually, she was led into a room that could comfortably accommodate three people, much larger than the Alpha's room in Lucas's pack.
The grandeur of the mansion indicated that its owner was an important person. The woman who had brought her in referred to the owner as "he," confirming that the owner was a man.
"Good evening, Lady Theresa!" Inside the room, there were several maids, but for whom? They greeted the woman, Theresa, with respect, indicating her high status in the mansion, which concerned Aurora.
"Get her ready for the Alpha," Theresa declared, surprising Aurora. Did she just mention an Alpha? What Alpha? Which Alpha? Was she brought here to be a companion for an Alpha?
"Why do I need to get ready for him?" Aurora asked, raising her voice to demand an answer. Theresa's response was a sharp slap across Aurora's face, causing her to flinch. The slap was so intense that it reminded her of the pain she had endured during her torture.
"How dare you slap me?" Aurora didn't back down and confronted Theresa. Theresa raised her hand to slap her again, but Aurora was quick enough to hold her hand before it reached her cheek.
Theresa forcefully pulled her hand away and turned to the maids. "Make sure there is not a speck of dirt on her body," she ordered, glaring at Aurora before leaving the room.
Unable to maintain her balance, Aurora collapsed to the floor, feeling hopeless. She had been brought here as a prostitute for an Alpha in an unfamiliar place. If she was in an Alpha's territory, that meant she was in a pack. What was her unfortunate connection with Alphas?
She faced the maids who were staring at her without offering any help and asked, "What am I supposed to get ready for?"
The maids exchanged glances, contemplating whether to speak since Theresa, their head mistress, hadn't given them any instructions.
"I was brought here as a slave, and I don't know what I'm being prepared for. What the hell is going on?" she repeated, raising her voice at the maids.
"I suggest you watch your tone, you don't want to anger our Alpha," one of the maids said, with a hidden meaning in her words.
"Why?" Aurora asked.
"You are here to be the Alpha's breeder," they finally revealed.
"A what?"
Aurora was prepared for her first night with an Alpha she didn't know anything about. She hadn't even seen his face. If there was another word for unlucky, it would describe her perfectly. While she was being bathed, she noticed that her thighs were swollen and scratched. She wondered if the slavers had ever properly treated her wounds.
She sat nervously on a chair in a room that was supposed to be for the Alpha. Her heart raced as she waited for him to arrive. She was wearing a simple gown with nothing underneath, which made it easy for the Alpha to undress her.
She didn't want the maids to touch her anymore, so she couldn't tell them about her injured thigh. She regretted not speaking up earlier. The pain was bearable, but she wasn't sure if she could handle mating with the Alpha in her current condition.
What if he killed her for sleeping with him when she had wounded thighs? But it wasn't her fault. The woman who brought her in for him didn't check her properly. She clenched her hands in fear of what was to come. Should she tell the Alpha about her situation? Her mind was filled with so many thoughts that she could barely breathe.
He might think she was trying to avoid sleeping with him and decide to kill her. Either way, her plans wouldn't work. She hoped he wouldn't be rough when it came to mating with a woman. She had always protected her dignity.
She broke down when she thought of Lucas's words, "I didn't have sex with you because you wanted us to get married first, but you went behind my back to sleep around." Maybe she should have allowed Lucas have his way with her. At least it would have been more meaningful since they both wanted it, right?
She couldn't imagine mating with a stranger in a foreign land. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the doorknob click open and someone enter the room.
She heard him approach and her heart started pounding. Her palms grew sweaty with anxiety. He stopped two steps away from her, and she felt his gaze on her, which made her even more nervous. 'Why isn't he speaking?' she thought.
"What are you doing?" His calm yet intimidating voice rang in her ears, reminding her of why she was there.
"Alpha..." she drawled, realizing she didn't even know his name. She was messing up badly, and he would probably kill her.
She raised her head to meet his gaze but could only see a faint view of what he looked like. The room was dimly lit, so she could only make out what he was wearing.
He was wearing a suit. She wondered if he was going somewhere important.
"I am your breeder," she suddenly blurted when she didn't know what else to do.
"You think I don't know that? I asked why you were sitting there instead of removing your clothes," his voice had a sharpness to it, as if he was prepared. Who was she kidding? She was the only one who didn't know about the mating process.
"I... okay," she said, and she stood up to start removing her clothes. Her hands trembled as she dropped them on her nightgown, ready to take it off.
Changing her mind, she confronted, "Why not marry your mate or find a responsible woman?" She didn't know where the boldness came from, but she wasn't going to let a stranger have his way with her easily.
"You can have one of those titles if you're willing to end up lonely," his voice sent shivers down her spine, scaring her. He took a step closer, and she saw a flicker of gold in his eyes before they returned to normal. Was he displaying dominance?
"Then why do you need a breeder?" She questioned him.
"Are you stalling for time?" He ignored her question and asked with a raised eyebrow.
He had already caught her. What should she do? "I have never been with a man before, and I don't want it to happen like this," she quickly explained, hoping he would understand.
"I never asked," he replied flatly.
"Then let me go if you don't care," she requested, testing his patience.
The room fell silent for a moment, and she knew she was in deep trouble. "I am..." she started but was interrupted.
"Why don't you want to mate with me?" His next question shocked her. Was he asking her why she didn't want him?
"I... I don't deserve to bear your child. I am just an unworthy slave," she lied, hoping to make him see her differently.
"The child would be taken away from you and raised as my successor. You can leave if you want," he said, shocking her. Why was he so difficult to convince? And what kind of custom was it to separate the mother from the child?
"Yes, but the child's background would be questioned later on," she didn't back down and decided to argue with him.
"They are called breeders for a reason. And if I eventually find my mate, the child won't have to be my successor," he explained further.
Aurora scoffed. So that was it? She was just a replacement for his mate in case he never found one. Well, not all werewolves were blessed with mates, and he didn't seem to care about having one. Could it be that he simply wanted a child?
"Are you desperate for a successor?" She asked, trying to clear her doubts and figure out what to do. If he wasn't lying, she could leave after giving him a child.
"Why don't I undress you so you can find out?" He said mischievously, moving his hand up to undress her.
"I will do it!" she exclaimed, quickly turning her back to him to remove her clothes. She took off the flimsy gown and covered her breasts while facing away from him. She felt vulnerable standing naked in front of a stranger, but she had no choice now that she was in his territory.
She was about to face him when he placed his hand on her waist and pulled her into his embrace. She gasped and flinched, not expecting such a gesture.
Bringing his mouth close to her, he seductively inhaled her scent, which strangely made her body yearn for something. "Now let's seal the mating!" she heard him whisper, and he sank his fangs into her neck.
"Ahhh"
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