Chapter 5
BETHANY’S POV
“You should hurry.” Melanie said, glancing furtively at the door. She looked excited yet terrified,
“Hurry to do what? I’m not leaving this place,”
She laughed, shaking her head. “Really? It’s adorable that you think you have a choice, Betty. But the guards are going to drag you out of here whether you want to or not. And trust me, you should go willingly.”
I sighed, trying to come to terms with what was about to happen. I would be some other person’s slut.
“Fine,” I grumbled, spreading my hands out. “What exactly am I supposed to do?”
Melanie grinned, clapping her hands gleefully. I felt my chest tighten. She had all the makings of a good friend. The question now was could she be
trusted?
Yes, starlight yipped and I curled my lips in irritation. The moon goddess just had to give me a wimpy wolf. It’s pathetic.
“For starters, you need to take a bath. You’re already so beautiful and a bath would make that flawless skin shine.”
Melanie led me to the bathroom. It wasn’t much. A shower stall, a few towels hanging in the racks and some scented oils. I guess even though we’re to be nothing more than sluts, they’d still want us to smell good.
I grudgingly took a bath. Melanie seemed like an expert and I did reek a bit. I tried to stay longer in the shower, feel nothing but the water droplets drumming on my temple and rolling down my body. I tried not to look down at my body. The imagination of grubby hands touching me, only bright me close to tears.
“Except they’re our mates, starlight mumbled and I sighed.
You’re willing to let those bastards touch us after they rejected us?
‘Well they are our mates!‘ Starlights yipped excitedly.
Just imagine Damian touching us. His large powerful hands cupped, our breasts, squeezing and fondling them. He smelled so good yesterday‘
A soft sight slipped my lips at the memory. When I blinked, I found that I had cupped my breasts and was squeezing them, imagining it was Damian.
“What the hell?” I hissed, wrenching my hands away from my body. My face was flushed with arousal, my heart pumping blood wildly.
“Bethany, you need to come out now,” Melanie yelled from behind the bathroom door. “There isn’t much time!”
sniffed, trying to fight back the tears that burned the corner of my eyes. There was nothing I could do to stop or change this.
“Here,” Melanie held out a bottle of lotion when I walked out of the bathroom. I frowned.
“What’s that?”
“It’ll make your skin pop,” she grinned. “You need to catch a good minister, and you know men. They’ll go for the prettier ones. You need to stand out.”
I folded my arms, pursing my lips. “I don’t want to stand out,”
Melanie’s smile dropped and her face took on a grave look. She stepped close to me. “The best thing you can do for yourself right now, is look pretty. Trust me, the guards are beasts. You need a minister to care for you.”
She stepped back then and dropped the lotion on the floor between us. “Your choice sweetie.”
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I swallowed, watching her walk back to her bed. Grudgingly, I used the lotion, afraid of being used like a toy among the guards.
Melanie helped me get dressed, the head mald had sent a rather revealing dress, with a neckline so deep, I was sure my breasts would fall out if I bent
OVEL
I was led then by the head maid with Melanie walking beside me to the Selection Hall. The doors opened and my jaw dropped.
It was not what I expected at all. I had thought there’d be a stage where I’d be paraded like a monkey while I bid on myself.
There was a stage alright, there were just hundreds of others, groping at each other. Guards and ministers were found in every corner grabbing at women’s breasts or visibly fucking them. Moans and groans filled the air and 1 curled my lips in disgust. There was the thick heavy scent of arousal in the air and it was suffocating.
A woman screamed as she was being railed from behind by a guard while two others played with her tits. One had his hand wrapped around her throat, making her choke.
Eshuddered in fear. Melanie was right, they were brutal.
“Bethany?” Melanie called, arching a brow. I hadn’t realized I had stopped at the entrance. “Come,”
Another shudder wracked through me when I walked in. The moans stopped, the grunts ceased and every pair of eyes were fixed on me. I gripped my dress, trying to breathe even.
“I told you, you’re very beautiful,”
I couldn’t bear to see another of her smiles and turned away. There was a man, dressed regally, sitting while three women caressed him.
“W–Wait, a man can have more than one maid?”
Melanie laughed. “Of course. Did you think it was just one man, one woman? Heck, do you know how many sex toys the Alphas have?”
I curled my lips, trying to clamp down the burning anger I felt, hearing that.
*You want our mates, Starlight taunted.
‘No other minister will do. Our mates or no one else can touch us.
“Shut up,” 1 grumbled.
“Excuse me?” Melanie gasped.
“Not you, I was talking to-”
“Hey, you!” A guard boomed approaching us and my eyes widened.
“Oh no, no no,” I whispered, watching him approach. I’d take a minister over a guard. I won’t even be picky about who. Please Goddess, you haven’t done anything good for me. I cannot be assigned to a guard!
“Minister Orion asks for you,”
“You’re lucky,” Melanie whispered. “After the Alpha’s, he’s second in command.”
My shoulders sagged in relief. When the guard took me to meet Minister Orion, fear gnawed at my insides. He didn’t have women around him, and his eyes were solely fixed on me, gleaming as if I were his prize.
“What is your name?”
“B–Bethany,” I stuttered. “My name is Bethany,”
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“Come here Bethany,” He murmured, nodding at the space between his legs. I obeyed hesitantly and yelped when he smacked my ass suddenly. Tehoked back a sob that threatened to fall. Was this really happening? I went from being sold, to being rejected by my mates, to being picked up by some minister.
Would my mates really let this happen? Will the Alpha’s not save me? Tears ran down my cheeks and I knew it was silly wishing for things that wouldn’t happen.
“Oh fuck yes,” Minister Orion growled, yanking me down on his lap. I whimpered when he grabbed my face.
“Pretty little thing, you’re mine, from now on. Now show me that pretty neck so I can mark you.”
The tears poured down harder. I tried to stand up but his grip tightened and he pushed my face, revealing my neck. Just when his teeth scraped my skin, a deep voice boomed through the halls.
“Mark her, and you’re a dead man, Orion!”
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