Chapter 4 Auctioned

• Emily's POV
• My eyes searched the hall, locking onto Jasmine's, but she quickly looked away, focusing on those around her. I spotted Mom nearby, trying to appear indifferent, while Dad was distracted by his iPad.
• It dawned on me that the Alpha must have gotten their approval to sell me off, but I was confused - why did Mom pretend to be clueless about the Beta's intentions when he came to our home?
• I had no choice but to accept my fate. I was born a slave and couldn't change my situation. I had to accept the life they had planned for me.
• The auctioneer told me to come forward, so I did. The bidding was starting with me. I looked around at the different faces, seeing cold blue eyes, red eyes, and black eyes. Then, I saw him - the Alpha at the back - and quickly looked away, not wanting to meet his gaze.
• The auctioneer said, "Here's Emily Wilson, starting at $30,000." He raised my arm, and the Alphas started bidding.
• One said, "I'll pay $40,000."
• Another said, "No, I'll pay $50,000."
• Another voice bid $100,000. I felt a tear roll down my cheek as strangers bid on me. I knew I was worthless, but it still hurt deeply.
• The auctioneer was about to finalize the sale when more Alphas started bidding. The noise was disturbing the peace of the hall, but then a booming, authoritative voice spoke up and the room fell silent.
• "I bid $1,500,000," he said confidently, drawing the attention of the other Alphas. I was stunned, and the auctioneer seemed taken aback as well.
• Yet, he asked, "Any advance on $1,500,000?" scanning the room for another bidder, but the faces around him showed only disbelief.
• The auctioneer declared, "Emily Wilson is sold to the highest bidder. Thank you all!" and moved on to the next girl.
• But I remained frozen on the stage, despite being told to leave. I sobbed silently, my mind racing with fears of what lay ahead. Would my new owner be kind or worse than my parents and the rest of the pack?
• I wiped away tears and saw the Alpha who bought me. He gestured for me to come down from the stage, and I did. I had no choice. His guards surrounded me and took me to a car waiting outside, its doors open.
• I tried to run away to catch a taxi, but the guards caught me and said I had to go with them. I was scared, and the Alpha's mean stare made me even more frightened.
• I looked away when our eyes met, as we got into the car. I was happy to leave my pack, where I was hated, but I was worried about my new master's behavior.
• "Did the auctioneer mention my name?" He asked, his eyes fixed on me. Though I avoided his gaze, I felt compelled to respond, fearing I might be mistaken if I didn't.
• His intense stare made me nervous, and I weakly replied, "no."
• "I'm Alpha Magnus of the Nightshade pack," he said, getting into the car. I followed, the doors closing behind me. The guards got in, and the car started moving.
• The car ride was silent, but my mind was racing. When we arrived at the Nightshade pack's mansion, I quickly got out, trying to keep my cool. I couldn't help but stare in amazement at the grand building, my eyes widening as I took in its beauty. I kept looking around, taking it all in, until I felt the Alpha's eyes on me, and I snapped back to attention.
• My excitement faded, remembering I was now his property. I hastened to catch up with him as he strode to his room.
• Once we got inside, he locked the door, then turned to me with a sigh. I wondered why he felt the need to lock it - after all, I was his now. He could simply order me to stay put, and I would obey.
• He approached me, his eyes fixed on mine, and I held his gaze. When he reached me, he grasped my chin firmly and spoke sternly, "Listen, this is Magnus. I swear, if I find out you're an omega, I'll punish you severely. They're not worthy of being called werewolves. You'll be in big trouble if you're one of them."
• After speaking, he turned and walked away, without even a glance back at me. I stood there, shivering from the chill of his threatening words. Suddenly, I felt a cold touch on my back, and I spun around, gasping in surprise, to face the person who had crept up behind me.
• "Wh-Who..." I stuttered, but she held up her hands, palms facing me, and gestured for me to calm down.
• "I'm Ava," she said. "Now, tell me your name."
• I offered my hand for a handshake, but she pushed it away, rolling her eyes and motioning for me to follow her.
• "Come on," she said, with a firm and playful tone.
• As we walked, Ava said, "Don't worry about Alpha Magnus, he's always like that." Her mood kept changing, and it was getting on my nerves, but I didn't know what to say.
• I nodded and followed her, and we eventually arrived at a door. She unlocked it, and we entered. The room was stunning - the walls were painted a soothing blue, and the bed was adorned with plush pillows. The floor was covered in a soft, fluffy carpet, and the windows let in a flood of warm sunlight. I couldn't believe my eyes - this beautiful space was mine? I thought Ava must have made a mistake. How could someone like me, a "bought one", deserve such luxury?
• "This is your room," Ava said, her voice laced with a quiet sigh, as if she were reluctant to leave me there.
• As she turned to depart, I grasped her hand, holding her back. She gazed down at my hand on hers, then lifted her eyes to meet mine, a questioning look on her face.
• "Who are you?" I asked, holding her gaze.
• She smiled enigmatically and replied, "You'll find out." With that, she slipped her hand out of mine, turned, and left the room.