Sarah twisted and turned on the cold concrete floor, trying to get comfy enough to fall asleep. She had been living in this very dungeon for five years but she couldn't get used to the funky scent and the crappy food and neither could she stand sleeping on the cold floor. She had cramps all over and her neck felt as if it was falling off her shoulders. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to try and elevate her head using the small, rusty plate she had been fed in.

A loud beating against metal sounded then someone spoke loudly, most likely Mr Knack; the owner of the Human Trade branch. "Today's your lucky day, sluts. Damon Kalesto is coming to get himself another sex slave so everyone's gonna get to see daylight for a few minutes. You better keep yourselves in check because anyone who acts out will eat and sleep with my cock down their throat...Got it?"

A series of yes sir's were heard from the women in the other cells.

"Who is this Damon Kalesto?" She dared to ask as she sat up. She was just genuinely curious. They've never been allowed out of their cells unless they're bathing or unless they've been chosen. The wolves always came into the dungeons and looked at all of them before they chose the one they want. So Sarah wondered how important this man was.

Mr knack walked closer to her cell until she could see him through the silver bars. "You dare to speak up when I didn't ask you to speak?" He said, grinning as he looked down at her.

Sarah immediately curled herself into a ball. She knew exactly what would happen after Mr Knack grins like that...and it certainly wasn't a good experience. "Sorry." She mumbled, covering her mouth as she realized her mistake. She shouldn't have said anything. She should've just kept her mouth shut.

But Mr knack still proceeded to unlock her cell. He showed absolutely no mercy when anyone disobeyed his rules. "I guess you didn't learn your lesson yesterday? I'll make sure you know to keep your mouth shut this time around." He walked up to her like a predator, smirking meanwhile he unbuckled his belt. "Clothes off!" He demanded.

Sarah didn't want to do it but if she resisted, it would just make him angry. But just as she slid the straps off her shoulders, one of Mr Knack's subordinates came running in with alarm on his face. "Sir, the Alpha King will arrive within a few hours! He only wants to chose from humans who have blue eyes and black hair!"

Mr Knack immediately shuffled back and fixed his pants. "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and find all the women he wants! We can't have him displeased or it'll be the end for us!"

Sarah didn't know what the rush was for, but she sighed in relief either way and quickly fixed her dress. She was thankful for the disturbance because otherwise, she would have been forced to have rough sex with a very disgusting pervert.

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Sarah was crammed up at the back of a group of women on a podium. Mr Knack didn't think that she could be chosen by anyone after being here for so long, so he placed her at the very back. Sarah didn't mind because she too thought the same, but what she did have a problem with, was how suffocating the place was. She was chucked against other dirty and filthy women like herself for who knows how long.

It was the first time she had been outside her cell in years, but she couldn't even enjoy it to fullest. All she wanted to do right now, was to go back into the dungeons. The longer she stayed, the more blurrier her eyes became and the more jelly-like her feet felt. Her blue eyes and black hair were to be blamed for this calamity.

Mr knack announced that the Alpha King was coming but Sarah hardly heard a thing he said.

She blinked rapidly to get rid of the blurriness in her eyes and held unto the shoulder of a girl beside her to keep herself upright. She moved her eyes away from her feet and craned her neck to see the cruel man who had made her stand so long that she could hardly even breath.

Her eyes spotted a man sitting in front of the podium, staring coldly at all the women before him. Sarah wasn't sure if he came to find a sex slave or if he came to kill someone because the look on his face was definitely a deadly one.

But despite how dangerous he looked, Sarah couldn't help but admire him. He was wearing a spotless blue suit with a white undershirt and blue tie. His black hair was caught at the back nicely, giving good view of his perfect hazel eyes, full lips and sharp jawline. Beauty such as this had never graced her eyes before...not that she remembered. All she had seen so far was Mr Knack and his lackeys...To put it bluntly, they weren't a beautiful sight.

Aside from his looks, there was something else that drew her to him, something that somehow felt like a magnetic pull. Once she looked at him, she couldn't tear her eyes away from him. Was it the dangerous vibe he gave off? The dominance his eyes demanded? Or was she just merely drawn to him like a woman to a man?

She couldn't tell which one but she was sure that this man was different from the rest.

For the first time in her life, Sarah felt a bit self conscious when his eyes travelled across all the women and landed on her. Her stomach instantly did a few flips. This feeling was new to her and she had no idea what it meant, but the guy seemed to know exactly what was going on because a second after he laid eyes on her, his eyes bulged out of their sockets and he immediately stood up.

Sarah stiffened, a blush on her cheeks. She really wanted to continue staring at his face and examine his perfect features but a sudden dizziness caused everything around her to blur. She had been sweating non-stop all along, but she was so caught up in their staring match that she failed to be aware. Soon even her legs gave out and she fell flat against the floor, eyelids becoming heavy.

It didn't take much long for warm hands to take her into their comfy embrace. She didn't know who was holding her but she knew that it tingled everywhere their skin touched.

Whispers erupted among the girls but Sarah could barely hear a thing...the only word she managed to make out, was the words of the person who was holding her...

"My mate. Mine!" The husky voice grumbled just before she blacked out completely.