Auctioned Mates Revenge

Chapter 3

Three years later…

Nine hundred and one.

I grit my teeth and swallowed the bile threatening to rise as I stared at the headboard, focusing on counting the grains in the fake wood.

A spike of pain hit my hip as the john grunted and the sound of slapping skin grew erratic. Nausea surged and tumbled in me but I kept my eyes trained on the wood pattern and counted another four distinct lines.

Three years ago, I was Glenda, the eldest daughter of Alpha Adam of the Fluorite pack.

Since then, I learned that my pack had been destroyed and the land that used to belong to the Fluorite pack now belonged to the Warhammer pack, led by the Wallber family.

They claimed that a plague had taken out the entire pack and there were no survivors. They were liars and it was clear that they had orchestrated attack.

What I don’t understand is why. We had money, but we weren’t that powerful. Ben Wallber, the alpha of the Warhammer pack, could have easily brokered a deal between our packs to the benefit of us all.

Thanks to him, my name is Cherry, and I am a prostitute. My main goal is to get close enough to the Wallber family to learn the truth of what happened three years ago.

“Fuck!” He cried with a final thrust. He was still then pulled out. I was relieved at the sudden, vague emptiness and slipped across the bed towards the bathroom.

I shifted out of his reach quickly.

“Where are you–”

“I have to pee,” I said, avoiding that wet, flabby mouth that aimed for mine. I hurried into the bathroom, closing the door, locking it, and turning on both spigots. I bowed over the sink with a sickening heave of my stomach. Fever rushed over me and the world spun a little. The scent of cheap, industrial cleaner fluttered into my senses as I tried to focus on my goals.

Find out who in the Wallber family was responsible for the Fluorite massacre. Find my little sister, Angelia, and make everyone involved with it pay.

“Wallber. Angelia. Revenge.”

bitter, furious, and hopeful as

days of this. I dared not meet my gaze in the mirror as I tried to pull myself together and

him, the sooner I could start forgetting this night like all

cold water; the blistering cold eased the fever and made me focus as I

make sure I had a handle on myself before I opened the door

leering at me as his minuscule cock stirred. I was grateful that it was negligible. It made it so

thing,” he grinned. “Why not extend our time a little, hm? I’ll tip

room to pick up my clothes and put my bra on as quickly as I could manage, but not too quickly. I had to seem aloof, not desperate to escape. I was slipping my shirt on when the bed creaked with his weight. His arms wrapped around my waist and I

My stomach lurched.

know it’s just an act,” he whispered in my ear.

stench wasn’t any worse than a werewolf, but it irritate me on an instinctual level. I could tear his head off without a fuss even in my weakened state.

willingly even be in his presence, but what would he care? He would just complain and buy someone else. How would it serve me other

complaint from a customer was like a

in my chest as I forced my voice into a cold, monotone

have to speak with the manager about

 

nudging me with his belly,

aiming to nudge me with his cock as he took a deep breath against the nape of my

stepped away from him. “I’ll be sure to

closing the door behind me. I took a steadying breath,

one step

and exclusive brothel in Warhammer where drinks poured

of Larry’s tacky interior design and faux luxury, but

was tomorrow. At first, I wasn’t sure how or why

reaching out with my mind and hoping for a response. My wolf stirred, pulling

that. It had been more than a year, seven hundred and sixty-seven days to be exact, since the last time we managed to communicate through our link. As my wolf weakened, I lost the ability to even get a sense of her well-being. Now, I could barely tell

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