Syk Marina: Steal Me a Man

I could smell the stench of blood mixed with the sorrow in my heart. It was suffocating hearing the voices of children crying, although it's all past now, I could still hear their voices. I needed to throw up. It's stuck in my throat. But I knew that if I was let out of the car, I still would not deliver anything out of my mouth.

The dried blood and dried up tears stuck to my skin like a bad glue. The blood of my parents, my sister, Ashley and yes, that of my brother also. I watched them die. They were all killed by those from the Blue moon pack.

For ages, the Blue moon pack had been enemies with the pack I belonged to, Levrian pack. But there had never been an ambush. The enmity only went as far as words could go. And maybe a near clash between the two Alphas. That's what my mother used to tell me.

But on that night, we were attacked. The Blue moon pack led by it's new Alpha, Alpha Heg, attacked us and killed almost every single werewolf in the pack. Some of the werewolves did fought back, but what wolf it is that can stand against a wolfsbane?

I watched as my sister was cut in half, and my entire family was killed without mercy. And the rest of us, well, we were being taken to where only the moon goddess knows, if she even exist. I do not know what they are going to do to us, but I just hoped that I don't die a painful death. I could not defend myself. And I would not have been able to bear any form of torture. Unlike my parents and my siblings, I was yet to come into my wolf potential. I was like any human outside of this world.

The car finally came to a halt. I felt it come to a halt. I was in blindfold, and so were the others. By the others, I mean two other girls who were tied up in the same car with me.

I felt a tug on my arm and I was dragged out of the car. I whimpered as the person holding me pinched my arms.

"Is it only 3 of them?" I heard a voice say. It was a ladies voice. I wondered what she meant by if it was only the three of us. Unless she wasn't referring to us. But I was well aware, I knew she was referring to us.

"Yes Drexa!" one of the men replied. A gunshot immediately followed his reply. I became scared. Scared of the unknown. What if it was one of those girls that had just been shut.

Relief swept across my body when I heard a man screaming and crying in pains.

"You dare not call me by my name Carlos! You either call me Mistress D, or you address me as Boss," the lady said. Her voice was full of authority. I could tell that she was someone of a high ranking.

Quietness followed in after her warning to Carlos, whosoever he was. Then I heard her say something like our blindfolds should be removed. Immediately the blindfold covering my eyes were removed, I felt like my eyes had been strucked by lightening and I would prefer the dark.

I shut my eyes not wanting to see any form of light. I was seeing red even with my eyes tightly shut. Just then, I felt a stinging sensation on my cheeks. It was not just a stinging sensation. I had been slapped in the face. And it hurts so bad.

I opened my eyes to see a figure standing in front of me. I could barely tell who it was. I was still finding it hard to open my eyes wide. Then I fought the pain in my eyes and opened it well enough to see a lady standing in front of me. She was wearing a smirk.

"How old are you?" She asked. That was the first thing I heard her say since I opened my eyes.

I looked at her not responding to her question. Perhaps I was a little bit lost. I did not know if she directed that question to me or somebody else.

"Is she a mute?" The lady asked again. I presumed she was Drexa because she seemed to be the only lady in sight.

"I'm 13," I replied as I looked at her in the eye. I had no idea what pushed me to do that. She held my chin and raised it up, I hated the smile that appeared on her face. I wanted to ask her if she was going to kill me, but I could not even voice out anything with that deadly look in her eyes. It was the look that made me hate her smile.

"And what did Heg say I should do with a 13 year old?" She asked. Her question seemed to be directed to the men that brought us there. Or maybe it was just a rhetorical question because none of them answered.

"You look pale little one!" she said to me then she released my chin. She cleaned her hand with an handkerchief and then threw it away like she had just touched dirt. I must stink then.

"You all can leave now. I will take care of the girls my way," Drexa said. The men left in no time and we were left with Drexa and her men.

If there's one thing I had noticed, it was that Drexa had no fear for anyone. She seemed to be ruling her own world.

"Take them to Gladia, let her reform their looks. They look like maggots in poop," Drexa said.

I became self aware... it's not like I was not self aware, but it just got worse. Tears formed in my eyes as we were being dragged in like meat for supper.

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.

"You are such an obedient child... what is your name?" I was quite frightened while D boss placed her hand on my head while giving me a piercing look. It was as though she was going to pick out my soul and separate it from my body.

"Marina!" I muttered. It was almost a whimper. She smiled and told me not to be afraid of her. Then she said I had a face as equal to that of the sky. Then she said,

"Syk"

"Syk Marina would be the name you answer from now on," that was like a year after we were brought here. Somehow, Drexa did take a liking to me. She even took me out with her on different occasions.

You would say I was like her hand bag, but such occasions were only few. And one of such occasions was where I almost got killed by a vampire. Yes, a vampire.

I was surprised as well when I realised that D boss did business both with vampires and with werewolves.

Well, D boss, as for what she was, I had no clue. Not even now, but I've noticed she is neither of both. But Gladia is a werewolf.

So, I have been called Syk Marina since I was 14. And that has been my name since then. None of us went by our father's name, just our first name. I was the only exception, because I answered a name other than my first name, even if not my last name.

I watched as Stacy puts on her make up. We had been taught all those things. I would say she doesn't really need any of those makeups. Stacy was the most beautiful girl among us. And I didn't need spectacles to see that.

By the time she was done, I could swear on how gorgeous she looked. Whosoever she was going to seduce would be totally smitten.

"You are gorgeous!" I complimented her. She eyed me disapprovingly. She hated the compliments.

"Marina, you should not admire these things," she said to me. I noticed the sadness in her eyes. But I loved it. I wasn't getting killed. We are finally grown and we no longer get beaten for not getting things right anymore. Like, we've master every act of seduction, and we've mastered every knife cutting skill we were supposed to know about. And we could defend ourselves if there was to be a fight.

Gladia soon came in and took Stacy away. She was wearing a black ankle length dress that had a split up to her thighs. She wore silver gloves and her hair was styled into a bun. But Gladia loosened it before they walked out the door.

I wanted to see her off. I wanted to watch her leave in the car that would be taking her to wherever. Neither of us know where she was going or what her mission was. But I was sure it's going to be just what Drexa does.

"Wait!" I called out as I ran towards Stacy and Gladia. Gladia eyed me disapprovingly, but I didn't care. I hugged Stacy and wished her the best of luck in whatever she was doing. I mean, I had gone out with D boss once and almost got killed even though I wasn't out for an actual mission, how much more Stacy who is out on a mission?

I returned back to our room after hugging Stacy. I was the only one inside. Isy was training the girls how to be poised.

Well, Gladia would give it to us as a duty to teach our juniors. They were brought here after us. It's been like that. Three batches had been brought here so far. And if you add them to Stacy, Isy and I, that's a total of four batches. But we were the only ones that came in three. The rest of them, each batch had either a total of five girls which is the least. The rest are six of them in each batch.

Isy has grown so well. She no longer trembled at threatening looks from Gladia. And she's so rebellious when she wants to be. I'm the worm among us all. I've never tried to do anything contrary to what Gladia or D boss wants. Don't know if I should call myself a pawn. But I wanted to live. I watched how my family died, and I wanted to live.

"Where is Stacy? Did she left already?" That question was coming from Milly. I looked up at her, taking my eyes off the book that I was holding.

"Yes Milly! And who taught you not to knock before entering?" I asked her. I wanted to give her a glare, but I could not. I lacked any form of intimidation. I lacked the charisma that Stacy had. I also lacked the boldness Isy had secured for herself. I was just the one who is so predictable in what she'd do.

"I'm sorry. But I needed her to do something for me. Never thought she'd leave before I come," Milly said. I sighed. Then I told her to wait till Stacy returned. I could have offered to help, but I did not want to be filled with any sense of responsibility.

"Can you help me?" she asked me giving me those puppy dog eyes look. I said a sharp no and asked her to leave.

I noticed her give me a death stare before leaving me to myself. I went back to enjoying my book.

A few minutes later, I felt a presence in the room. I lifted my head to find D boss.

"Reading, are you?" a sneaky smile embraced her lips. I wanted to smile back. But I could not. She would always be intimidating to me no matter how close she draws me to herself.

I immediately closed the book. She laughed at my timidness.

"You should no longer be like this Syk," she pinched my chin. Then she said we would be going out and that I should dress up.