The Alpha's Slave mate

"Going once... going twice... sold!" I could hear the bell ringing louder than usual. "Please come forward to claim your property," the anchor said, and the crowd erupted in excited cheers.

I watched as the buyer approached with a smirk on his face as he approached the girl, his hands grabbing the girl's b.reasts as he kissed her roughly.

I was disgusted, and even more so as the crowds cheered him on.

He moaned as his hands moved over her body, and I cringed as he tore her dress open so the crowd could see how he was unpleasantly touching her. I watched as the girl's eyes widened in fear and I heard her whimpering; she looked about seventeen, but she was being violated in front of a crowd by a beast, and I couldn't do anything to help.

I was forced to watch as the man raped her like a dog in heat, and when he was done, he wore his trousers and yelled at the crowd, they all cheered him even after watching the disgusting scene playing in front of them.

"I like this one; she takes it well. She is worth every penny I paid for her." He laughed loudly as he picked up the girl from the ground, ignoring the blood dripping from her private region, and carried her out of the arena on his shoulder.

"Wow, that was entertaining to watch. Bring in the next one!" The anchor yelled and another girl was dragged out to be bid on.

I wanted everything to stop, but I knew no one would come to our aid; the moon goddess was a lie we were fed from the start.

None of these would be happening to us if she were real.

Teens were violated right in front of my eyes; girls my age were raped to see if they'd be good as s3x slaves; those who weren't were either killed or sent away to be normal slaves for their household.

The stage was stained with blood, some of the blood were those of the girls whose virginity had been taken, and some of it was the blood of girls slain right in front of my eyes for now being good enough.

I desperately wanted this nightmare to end. Everything was happening too fast and I wished it was all a bad dream from which I could wake up.

Soon it was my turn to be bidden on, and I feared that I would be violated like the rest of the unlucky girls, especially given the way I was being praised.

This was not how I imagined my life would turn out. I wanted to close my eyes and then open them again to find myself at the Packhouse with my family.

That was never going to happen, however, because this was not a dream, but rather reality.

"Sold! The feisty one is sold to the person standing next to the one in black over there for $150 million. Please come forward to claim your property," the anchor said, and the bell rang once more.

I'd just been sold as a slave or sex slave to someone.

EARLIER ON

I watched my Pack being annihilated right in front of my eyes. The people I loved were slaughtered, the men massacred, and the women bound with chains and led into a truck.

It all happened so fast that no one saw it coming.

We were all in the field celebrating our creator, the moon goddess, and were so absorbed in the drums and songs that we didn't realize we were surrounded until it was too late. The festival's excitement was coursing through us, but before we knew it, we were being slaughtered like lambs.

They'd done a good job of masking their pheromones before invading us.

The rest of the women were spared, with the exception of the elderly and pregnant women. They justified the killing of the elderly and pregnant women by claiming that they were condemned goods that no one wanted.

My parents were not spared, either, with my father being the Alpha and my mother being the Luna.

In front of me, they were both beheaded and set ablaze.

I screamed and prayed for a miracle, but it never came. No one came to our aid, not even the moon goddess we had been celebrating.

My hands and feet were bound in chains, with the other end held by my captors, who dragged me right into the van.

The younger ones were crying while the older ones consoled them; some were fortunate enough to have their mothers with them, while others were unlucky enough to have lost their mothers and fathers.

"What will become of us now, Elenora?" Clara, one of the girls, asked in a frightened whisper.

Clara and I had been friends since we were kids, and she was more like a sister to me, so I was relieved she had survived. At the very least, I had someone I could call my own.

"I'm not sure, Clara, but I fear for the worst. Let's just stick together, and hope it's nothing worse than what we just went through," I said as I tightly squeezed her hands.

"I'm sorry about your parents. I'm sure they'll watch over you from the moon goddess' bosom," she consoled.

"That is if she exists at all."

I had lost faith in the moon goddess, believing she was a myth made up by our ancestors. If she had existed, none of our Pack members, including my parents, would have been killed.

Carla squeezed my hand tighter as the truck began to move and I could hear whimpering from the young ones.

We were all scared because we didn't know what our fates were or where they were taking us, but it couldn't be good. If they could kill my parents, as well as the men and some women, who know what they would do to us?

I'm not sure how long they drove the truck, but when it came to a stop and the door was opened, we were dragged out of the vehicle and into a building by our chains. The first thing we noticed was branding irons set over burning fires.

We were stripped naked and pinned down by a group of women before being branded with an X, the smell of burning flesh and screaming filled the air. Following that, we were bathed in cold water and dressed in a white transparent gowns.

Soon after, our captors reappeared and led us to an arena filled with both males and females, where we were forced to stand in a corner, surrounded by seated spectators.

A man came forward to begin the introduction, and then we were dragged to the center and auctioned off like commodities one after the other.

Carla's gaze never left mine as she was dragged away and placed in the center, so I mind-linked her, promising to rescue her and telling her to wait for me. As she nodded at me, her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

After a few bids, she was eventually sold for 100,000 dollars. I was furious when I saw a well-built man approach her and claim her as his property.

"If you lay a fvcking hand on her, I will kill you!" I screamed loud enough for the man to hear me, and he snarled back, and before I knew it, I was hit in the face by one of my captors, and he was about to strike again when the anchor of the event held him back with a warning not to damage his goods.

He then instructed them to drag me out, which they did, and I was placed in the center, ready for the crowd to bid on.

"This one here is feisty, and I'm sure she'll be great in bed. She smashed one of my men's noses and killed another, according to what I've heard. It took three of my men to bring her down," the anchor said.

Lies! All lies! Was that supposed to make me seem special or important? Who would, in their right mind, want to bid on me? At this rate, I won't even be able to sell for $50,000.

I guess I made a hasty judgment because someone in the crowd started the bidding at $50,000.

"$60,000!" From the crowd, another woman yelled.

"A hundred thousand dollars," I nearly puked as I saw the owner of the voice, an elderly man who appeared old enough to be my grandfather, leer at me.

I had deduced from the hints the anchor had been dropping that we were being sold to be used as s3x slaves.

I couldn't believe I was being bid on only because the anchor lied about my killing someone and breaking one of the men's noses.

The bid had risen to $500,000, and I was about to be sold to the elderly man when someone yelled out a bid of $150,000,000, causing a commotion among the spectators.

"Going for $150 million. Going for the last price. Going once, going twice..."

As I waited for my fate to be sealed, I looked at the person who had called out the ridiculous price, and he was talking to the person next to him, the one obviously calling the shots. All I could see was that the person was dressed in all black, with a black cap covering their face. I had no idea if they were male or female.

"Sold! The feisty one is sold to the person standing next to the one in black over there for $150 million. Please come forward to claim your property," the anchor said.

The man making the bid was about to come forward when he was stopped by the person in black.

The person stood up and removed the face cap, revealing himself to be a man, and when the rest of the spectators saw who it was, they all stood up and bowed.

He smiled before walking up the stage towards me. He stood in front of me, then leaned in and whispered words into my ear that would haunt me for the rest of my life, "I hope you paid your last respects to your parents. You'll do well to please me if you don't want to end up like them."

He walked away from me, and before I could say anything to him, I was struck with something, and my vision blurred.

My new owner snapping his fingers at some people was the last thing I saw before passing out.

ZANE

"The attack on Blue Rock Pack was successful, and the goods are now in the arena, ready to be auctioned." My Beta, Mark, listed the achievements.

"How many men did we lose?" I questioned, staring at the list of achievements he had jotted down in a book.

"Ten. They were strong. We would have lost more than ten men if we hadn't caught them off guard. It was a nice plan to do it on the day they always did their celebration."

I smiled as he said it.

I was well aware of the Blue Rock Pack's strength and had kept a close eye on them. They had so many resources that I wanted, weapons that would help in the building of my army, land on which I could expand my businesses, and their grounds were more fertile than mine. I wanted it all to myself.

I tried to convince the Alpha of the pack to divide his land into two equal parts and give one-half to me, but he refused, which angered me. From then on, I began planning an ambush, which involved watching their every move and waiting for the right moment to strike.

Last night had been the perfect time to strike. I knew they'd be so caught up in the celebrations that they wouldn't be on their guard like they usually were.

I had gathered my troops and instructed them to mask their pheromones before attacking, then waited for word that they had succeeded. When Mark told me about the success and how the goods were in good condition and unarmed.

I had a smile on my face when Mark continued listing the success news to me and how the goods were in good shape and unarmed.

"That's good. Gather some Gammas and Omegas to begin preparation on the land. First, I want every broken block and wooden item on the land removed before proper preparation, and I also want everything done quickly. Is that clear? I have a pack to expand and more people to welcome."

"Yes, Alpha Zane," Mark replied and I smiled. I was already fantasizing about how much money I was going to make and how many other packs would come to get items from me. I needed more expansion, more goods, and sales, but first I had to work on the new land I had just acquired as my property.

"With that said, let's go over to the arena. I always love watching the auction, hearing the screams of women, the smell of blood, and the sight of women being assaulted. I prefer watching them live rather than downloading them because the chills it gives are incredible. Don't you agree, Mark?" I asked him.

I knew he had no choice but to back me up on every decision I made. Mark was always the brutal one, which is why I always put him in charge of all the missions I assigned. He didn't believe in second chances or mercy, which is why I loved him and remained his best friend all those years.

"Yes, Zane, and I reserved the best seat for you. Will you be buying anyone today? To keep you company until you find that special one?" Mark wanted to know, and I chuckled.

"I don't think I'll need a new s3x slave today. I have a property to invest in. I need to concentrate because this lot will slow me down. When I'm s3xually starved, I know exactly where to go."

"All right, I'll always have them ready whenever you want, and as for the land, I'll make sure it makes you money like the others." Mark gave me his word.

"I trust you, Mark, I always do. Now let's go, we don't want to be late," I said as I pulled on my black hoodie and wore the hood over my head.

I had always attended the auctioning of the goods brought to the arena, but no one had ever seen my face. I liked to keep a low profile while I watched how my money was made. I was interested in how they were sold and how excited the crowd was; their cheers and excitement were what always drew them back to the arena to buy more, and that helped my accounts get fatter.

I am not there yet, I want to be at the top. I want to be great so that the mere mention of my Pack sends shivers up the spines of every other Pack. That was my goal, and I had a long way to go. Step by step, I had told myself, I'd surely get to the height I've always wanted to be.

Soon, the Blood Moon Pack will become the most feared pack in the world, and I will crush anyone who dares to challenge me, then claim their land as mine and their women as a source of making more money.

The sound of the car coming to a stop drew me from my thoughts, and I rolled down the window to see that we had arrived at the arena. That was quick. I didn't expect the drive to be easy, and there was no traffic today. I believe it was due to the event taking place at the arena.

The parking lot was full of cars and people trying to enter. I knew if I didn't reveal my identity, we wouldn't be able to enter on time and watch the auction begin.

"Mark-"

"I know what to do Zane, stay in here for a few minutes and I'll be right back," he said before exiting the car, and I watched as he headed towards the entrance of the arena.

Mark returned twenty minutes later. I got out of the car, and he led the way with a smile on his face. When we arrived at the gate, the bouncer bowed before opening it. We arrived at our seats just as the anchor began to make the announcement.

Nothing else mattered except the excitement on everyone's faces, including mine. I watched as they were auctioned off one by one, the screams of those who had been touched filling the arena, and the roars of everyone increased with each scream from the girls.

This was exactly what I came here for; this was fun made just for me, and I wanted more.

A smell caught my attention amid the excitement. The fragrance of lavender and cherry filled my nostrils; it was inviting and its pheromones were calm.

"Mate. Our mate is here," Grey said through the mind link, which piqued my excitement. After a long wait, the one specially created for me was finally here, and I'd soon have them all to myself.

"Locate our mate and show me the way. I'll get our mate home tonight," I told him, and he nodded before searching for our mate. I had no idea how he was going to do it, but I knew he would find them somehow.

"There, our mate is there... She is one of the..." Grey abruptly came to a halt, and as the pheromones grew closer, I saw a girl walking forward with chains on her hands and legs, escorted by some guards.

"No way, Grey, that's not our mate! Our mate cannot be a slave! A filthy slave! Is the moon goddess playing with us right now? This has never happened before, and I will not accept it!" I said, my voice agitated. I wasn't going to let this happen.

"What are you going to do? However you try to avoid it, she is ours and ours to keep."

"She can never be ours! If word gets out that a slave is my mate, I will be dethroned," I warned him, making sure he was aware of the situation on the ground.

"So, what are you going to do?"

"I'll pretend and ignore the pull until she's sold, at some point she'll be forgotten."

"Will that rock your boat?" He asked.

"What?"

"Will that make you happy?"

"Anything that will keep my throne is worth making me happy, and she is definitely not worth it. Just a piece of trash to be thrown away. Grey, thank you for the information. I'll get in touch with you later," I said, then disconnected the link.

I watched as the anchor's hands moved all over her body, and I felt my rage build up.

'Zane, forget about her. She is worthless, and she will only bring bad news,' I told myself over and over again.

Hearing people bid on her because of what the anchor said made me both angry and envious. I couldn't bear the thought of someone putting their hand on her. Even if I didn't make her my Luna, I'd enjoy her to my heart's content and have her body as mine until I was done with her.

"Mark, I want her," I told him.

"I thought you said you weren't interested in anyone." Mark raised an eyebrow.

"Well, this one has piqued my interest. So get her for me." I ordered him.

"Jeez, why are you so anxious about this one? Is there something you don't want me to know about her?" He asked, his gaze fixed on mine.

"No-nothing. I love her body curves and she smells delicious and clean, so I want this one and h-"

"Going for $500,000 to this man here. Going once, going twice!" yelled the anchor, interrupting my conversation.

"Mark!!!" I yelled.

"Fine, I got you, but you owe me one," he said before raising the plank, "one hundred and fifty million dollars!"

The arena erupted as everyone turned to look at Mark.

I wanted to yell at him for charging such a ridiculous price for a slave, but then I remembered that the money would be returned to me anyway. I cracked a smile. The bell rang, and Mark was called up to collect his prize. He was about to take a step forward when I stopped him.

"I'll claim the slave myself, Mark. Relax and make your choice," I advised.

"What's the matter with you today, Zane? First you wanted to buy her, and now you're claiming her and revealing your identity. Is everything all right?" Mark asked through the mind link, and I smiled for the nth time.

"I love what I ordered, and I don't want to keep the crowd waiting," I explained as I stood up. When I removed my cap, everyone was shocked at first, but soon they recovered quickly as they all stood up, and bowed their heads.

I smiled as I walked up the stage to claim my slave, the one the moon goddess had mistakenly given to me. There was something about her pheromones that drew me in, and I wanted to savor every aspect of her.

I leaned forward and placed my nose to her neck, sniffing her briefly before placing my lips close to her ears.

"I hope you paid your last respect to your parents. You'll do well to please me if you don't want to end up like them."

I smiled at her one last time before ordering the guards through the mind link to knock her out and bring her to my chambers.

She was to be my little secret that no one would ever find out.

Warning: this scene has some violence and rape. Viewers' discretion is advised.

ELENORA

'Where was I? Shouldn't I be dead or something?' I asked myself. I doubt that because my mother always told me when someone is dead they go to a place that is filled with bright light and beautiful places, so why was mine different? I was stuck in a dark room. Where was the bright light mum had told me about?

Suddenly, the memories of what happened filled my mind, the horrifying memories replayed like it was happening all over again. The fear on Clara's face wouldn't leave my mind, it was all over the darkness I was seeing and the promise I had made to her that I would protect her kept lingering in my mind.

I had to keep my promise to her. I haven't broken my promises to her before and I'm not about to do that now. My parents might have failed them by not protecting them, but as my parent's daughter and their future alpha, they all look up to me now to protect them and rescue them. I can't be kept in whatever darkness I'm in right now. I have to find the light and escape.

I had been so lost in my thoughts that it didn't dawn on me that I couldn't feel both my legs and hands until I had decided to take a step. My hands and feet were numb, I could feel something cold bonding them wide apart from each other.

I tried pulling at it to see if I could break free, but it was unbreakable, whatever material was used in making the chains were solid and someone like me wouldn't be able to break free that easily. What other ways should I break out of this hellhole I find myself being trapped in?

I thought of screaming for help, but then again, who would help a slave that was being sold for a ridiculous amount?

Slave, s3x slave... a new life I never thought would be attached to my name. Once a princess and now a slave, who would have thought things don't last forever? The happiness, the joy, the laughter, families, friends, and so on would last forever. Nothing seems to be forever. Just a snap of the finger and everything will be erased, leaving nothing but darkness, sorrow, pain, and death.

Yes, death, that's what I should be expecting now from the one to whom my life is now being indebted to. I don't know what will happen from now on, but I won't give up on everything just yet. I will try my best to play by their rules till I get my chance at revenge.

"I can see you are up, welcome back from the dead," I heard a voice speak which startled me, but then the voice sounded familiar and then it clicked, it was the voice of the one my life belongs to. The one who bought me for that huge amount all because of the lies being fed to him.

He is also the one I plotted revenge on, the leader of it all. I can recall the way everyone bowed to him in the arena when he walked to claim his prize, and if my calculations are right, he is the one who ordered the attack on my family. The one I have to kill if I have to get out of here alive.

"I hate it when I'm talking and my subjects are not answering, it annoys me and pushes me to the point I don't want to get to. Won't it be so bad of me to have your face all smashed up before I even began with you?" he asked.

I wanted to reply too badly, to swear at him and tell him to do his worst, to tell him he was nothing but a worthless werewolf that would meet his end soon, but I decided to remain quiet. I wasn't going to be subject to agreeing to speak up just because he asked me to. I was going to irritate him, anger him and do everything till he slips and I kill him.

"Answer me you bastard!!!" he yelled out and a smirk formed on my lips, though I couldn't see him right now but could tell he was angry just by the way he snarled, and to prove I was right, I felt his fist connected to my face and my head tilted sideways. I felt something like a liquid flowing from my lips and I knew his punch must have split my lips, which made me bleed.

Instead of replying, I sucked on the bleeding lips and listened to his heartbeat to know the direction he was and when found, I spat on him, which made him curse out.

"I was going to go easy on you but your character stinks, and just as I told you earlier on, I hoped you paid your last respect to your parents because, with your character, you would be joining them soon," he threatened.

"Oh, I'm scared... please forgive me," I told him before bursting out in laughter which startled him, "I bet that's what you wanted me to say, in your dreams. You took so many precious things from me and rendered me useless. Watch your back. I will tend to give you back everything you have done to me." I told him and glared at him and I could hear him chuckle.

"Why bother having a conversation with you? After all, you are a slave, my s3x slave. You are meant to be doing my bidding"

I watched as he unbuckled his belt, and slowly removed the belt, and threw it away, followed by his trousers and his shirt. The only thing left on him was his brief, which hugged him and I could see the shape of his member.

He was so huge that I couldn't hide the fact. I didn't know if that would fit in there, seeing I was a virgin.

He walked up to me and before I could say anything he was tearing the robe which was my only valuable left and I was naked before him, my legs spread open with no undies and my breast lay bare before him. I saw as his eyes never leaving my body as he scanned it, the lust in his eyes plainly evident. He was like the rest of them, a ruthless beast.

"I thought I could resist it, but damn, you are hard to ignore when you have that body calling to me. You are not allowed to cry or make any sound, no matter how rough I am. Failure to do so will attract punishment. Is that clear?" He asked.

"Do your worst," I told him, and before I could prepare my mind mentally for what was about to happen, I felt a sharp pain and felt something hard pushing its way into my hymen. I almost screamed out but I bit my lips, holding back the sobs that came with the pain.

He smiled as he thrust in and out of me at a fast pace, not giving me a chance to adjust to his size. He pumped his cock in and out of my wetness, not caring if I was in pain or not. His eyes never left me as his hips moved in an up-and-down motion.

He smiled as he pulled out and released his seed on my body before entering again, going faster than the previous time.

I tried controlling the tears. I wasn't going to show him that he was hurting me. This was the reason he paid the bill and I would accept it.

I clenched my hands as each thrust was nothing but pain to me. My eyesight was getting blurry again. I wanted to endure it much longer until he was fed up, but I guess the soul was willing but the body wasn't. I felt a tear slip down my cheeks, followed by another.

Then he stopped, stood up from me, and wore his briefs.

"I thought you were strong, but you are just a weakling after all. You could have endured it to the end, seeing that you broke the rules. You should be punished" he said, before walking towards the door, leaving me in a state of mess. The bed was sticky beneath my ass, it was my blood, he just took the sacred value I wanted to give to my mate.

Just then, the door opened and he walked in with two more men. I was scared. Was he going to tell them to take turns with me? I haven't recovered from the three rounds we just went, and I felt sore down there. I can't deal with going another round.

"Take her to the dungeon. She is not allowed to be fed or given water for the next three days. Make sure you get her washed and send someone to clean my bed. It reeks of her and it disgusts me," he ordered.

They approached me and they removed the locks from my hands, each guy holding me at each side. We were about to walk past him when he told them to stop.

"Tonight I will be claiming you again, you are here to satisfy my needs. I will break you till you have no resolve or will of yours. Get her out of my sight" he yelled.

I was taken to a place where a woman walked in with a bucket of water and poured it on me. I was freaking cold as I shrieked, and I trembled as she washes my body. It was cold and the cold bath wasn't helping.

"If I were you, I wouldn't talk back at the alpha, do what he says and soon he will get tired of you and you will be able to work as an omega, but if you insist on being rude to him, you will end up as manure to the earth. I feel sorry for you but we were all like you, take my advice" the woman said as she poured another bucket of water on me and I yelped again.

She gave me a sweater to put on and a pair of trousers.

"Thank you, your name please?" I asked.

"Briella and please pretend you don't know me, it will be best for us," she said before leaving me alone, then guards came and took me to the dungeon.

The sweater and trousers couldn't help me from the cold wind and ground. I trembled, tears spilling down from my eyes.

I wish this was a nightmare and it would end soon.