The Rejected Mate's Mission: Revenge

My parents didn't just reject me, they equally sold me to this wicked monster. Here I was, unsure of what my fate was going to be.

I felt bad as I was being dragged along the walkway like some piece of trash.

Ouch! I cried out, I had injured my leg whilst I was being pulled by those merciless men. My blood was all over the place, from the entrance door. My leg had mistakenly entered a metallic barricade while I was struggling.

The happy cheers and filthy laughter from the crowd annoyed me even more. How could this men be happy that someone else was in pain?. My white gown had turn dirty brown already and it was visibly torn like a piece of rag.

Here I was, with blood stains and bruises all over my body. The harder I tried to suppress it, the more the tears flowed. I wanted to die, the humiliation was much for me.

My earnest wish at the instant was to die but, I soon realized that I was going to even face more than hell.

"This is another scape goat." The chief auctioneer declared laughing sinisterly. He forced me to stand by pulling my leg but alas, I couldn't.

"Here, standing beside me is Catriona," The wicked beast began speaking. Hearing the sound of his voice made me so sick to the bone that I wanted to even throw up. "A personified definition of beauty." He pulled my head violently, like he wanted to show the whole crowd my face.

I could tell from the looks in their eyes that each of the men seating present in the crowd looked at me with lust, the wanted to have me. I was disgusted because not even one of them looked at me mercifully.

"She's so hot that you can have her like a doctor's prescription. In the morning, afternoon and night." He grinned.

His statement angered me but, what could I do? Absolutely nothing. He equally awoke the dirty and filthy sides of these monsters as they looked at me with deep infatuations.

They loved girls like me whom they could prey on their vulnerability and innocence.

"Not to worry, she is a fertile land that is yet to be cultivated by anyone." The man in charge of the auctions spoke again this time, more vulgar.

What was I even going to do to help myself? Absolutely nothing.

"Here she is, a virgin she wolf, yet wolf less." He spoke loudly and another round of murmuring erupted and I felt a bottle being smashed against my head.

He called me wolf less? The reason I had to face the wickedness and distress I was made to pass through. The same reason that made my parents reject me. They felt I carried some kind of curse, so, they sold me like some cheap thrift cloth to these monsters.

Again I had to pass through this pain, here, I stood like a piece of robot, waiting to be sold again in few seconds.

Deep down, I knew that I wasn't wolf less, I could feel her inside me but the only problem was that I couldn't shift. Although I had my wolf, I was still wolf less.

The voice of the auctioneer made me jolt back to reality. The bidding had started and I was the object for sale.

"Bidding officially starts at ten thousand dollars." The auctioneers voice sounded loudly. "Ten thousand dollars? Anyone?"

I stood still like a mannequin while watching myself being helplessly displayed.

"Fifteen thousand dollars." A bidder said waving his paddle up. I got scared to the bones. I knew that I was going to be sold in no time.

I couldn't control the tears that poured from my eyes. Here, I stood as a vulnerable and helpless she wolf in the midst of hungry monsters. They stood, in sheer lust, waiting for the young girl whom they would take advantage of her vulnerability to satisfy their selfish desires.

I remembered my parents, if they hadn't sold me because of their greed, would I had face these torture I was being made to go through?

"Twenty five thousand." The MC sounded pleased, following the progress of the auction. "Any other bidder?"

"Thirty thousand dollars." A bidder shouted from the middle row of the crowd.

My panic increased, I didn't want to be sold.

Deep down inside my mind, I kept praying for some sort of a miracle to happen, I wanted to be free again yet, none happened because it was reality.

"Thirty thousand dollars? Do we have a higher bidder for this sweet girl?"

I just couldn't help but cry.

"Fifty thousand." Another voice shouted from the back whilst waving the paddle.

"The game has changed gentlemen! Fifty thousand dollars is not a small money but I assure you, the catch is worth it." The joy and excitement from his voice was very obvious.

"Five million."

My heart flew off at that instant, their were murmurs almost everywhere, What would anyone gain from buying someone else that amount?

I asked myself deeply puzzled.

I had a sudden urge to see the bidder. I wanted to know who the man was and what he looked like but unfortunately, I couldn't because the crowd was too much.

The MC was in fear, he hesitated before asking again.

No one wanted to challenge the bid because they were visibly scared. I couldn't tell the reason or whom the bidder was.

"Five.. Five million, is there any other bidder?" He asked with a shaky voice.

No one answered nor raised a paddle. The whole atmosphere was filled with absolute tranquility. I couldn't tell why people were really so scared of this strange man.

The MC was obviously flabbergasted, he too was trying to be careful. He was about saying something when the same voice shut him up. "Ten million dollars." The words were spoken with disdain and rage.

"Sold." The MC didn't waste one more second before announcing the closing of the auction.

His voice cracked and his eye blinked with fear as he uttered the name of the buyer. "Sold to Alpha Roman Viktor."