Chapter 2 Just Wanted To Live

We followed as the men took us inside the building. Then they handed us to a lady I believed to be Gladia. Except, I was wrong, because a blonde came out of nowhere and sized us roughly before saying,

"You can now go Linda. I'll do my job now".

This blonde was Gladia, and the other lady who left was Linda.

Gladia led us into a chamber where there was already three beds at three separate corners. It was as though they already knew we were coming and had prepared this for us.

"Can I have water?" One of the girls that was brought together with us said.

I know her... she's Stacy Flech. She had a brother who was training to be a pack warrior. He was one of the best. If not the best. He was better than the alpha's son. At least that was what everyone was saying.

"What was that?" Gladia turned to look at us, her eyes running from Stacy to me and then to the other girl. I had no clue what her name was.

"I need to drink water," Stacy said yet again. It didn't take long for Stacy to be pressed against the wall. I noticed blood dripping down her neck. And Gladia touched it with her finger. She poked the finger with which she used to touch Stacy's blood inside Stacy's mouth.

I wrapped my arms around my body at the sight of that. Gladia must be very cruel. That was the only thought that had come to my head.

"You will kill her," the other girl said. I looked at her wishing she never said a word. She was definitely going to be next. But then, Gladia dropped Stacy to the ground and then she went ahead to address us.

Gladia was our mistress. She was going to teach us everything we needed to know and why we were there. She told us we were going to be trained into beautiful women with class. I wondered what she meant. But I later realised, we were going to be weaponised as seductress. We'd work for any client who pays for our cooperation. And Drexa, also known a D boss, was the leader here.

Gladia asked us to introduce ourselves only by our first name. Stacy went first. Followed by me. The other girl was last.

"My name is Isy!" she said. Gladia smiled at her. Then she walked towards Isy. She whispered only the goddess knows what, to Isy's hearing. I saw as Isy trembled at Gladia's wicked laughter.

"I would rather die like my warrior brother than to be used for anything by you guys." Stacy blunted out.

I could have sworn nothing happened within the next 5 seconds if Stacy was not there lying unconscious on the floor, and Gladia was standing over her body.

"This is what happen when you speak when you are not asked to. I am your mistress, you respect me, you respect my order. And you respect D boss!" Gladia said. She sounded so aggressive.

None of us there had reached our wolf potential. There was no transformation for us, no way to defend ourselves. So we were like prey to Gladia.

I wanted so much to cry. I wanted to live. I was full of fear. I did not want to be knocked out like Stacy. I did not want to be put in a position where I tremble like Isy. I did not want to be found in an awkward position. I wanted so much to live until I was able to shift into my wolf form. Maybe I'd be able to defend myself then.

But it didn't come. We never got to have our first shift even after we turned 16. And by the time I was 18, Stacy was already 20 and Isy was my age. None of us had had our first shift. They kept injecting us to delay the process. They said we could not just access our wolf forms yet.

All these years, they taught us to be classy, cunning, and seductive. We were taught to use the knife like it held no threat or had no form of danger. We were scarred from being beaten continually with iron chains and whips. We could not heal fast because we did not have our wolves. Tracking chips were implanted in our body.

And in all these years, more girls had been brought in. Girls who were either sold by someone they trusted, or girls who like me, their pack was destroyed. Some not by Alpha Heg and his pack, but by Rogues, or another pack.

I heard some of the leading packs are, Landon pack, Dark light pack, Red moon pack, with the Blue moon pack being the strongest among them. Alpha Heg is in control of every single pack, directly or indirectly. And I got to know all that because Drexa's home of seductresses, has all the information from outside its wall right within its wall.

How we managed to survive this place up until now?

Well, we had each others back. Stacy, Isy and I, all from the same pack, we had each others back and we kept encouraging each other to live. It wasn't easy with Stacy who wanted to give up. She wanted to die like her brother did, but after some time, she decided she must live to bring him justice. Stacy wanted revenge.

I did not want that. I wasn't thinking of that. I just wanted to live. If I was never going to get my wolf again, at least one thing should be sure for me at the end of everything, I lived before I died.

As for Isy, she was just there, in between fear and flight. While sometimes, she's like the most rebellious wanting freedom for everyone of us. But I lacked the zeal. Yet, I envied them. I wish I could be like them, even if just for a day.