Mine to Protect Chapter 105: AUCTION

*Hazel*

When I come to, I am still in the cage, but not on the truck anymore, now I am in a room which looks very much like a storage room, filled with boxes, wrapped up paintings, sculptures, vases and the like.

I feel broken, my head is pounding, and my body is hurting all over. When I look down to assess if I have any external injury or broken bones, I am appalled to see that my clothes have been changed, and now I am wearing only some sexy lingerie, which is not doing much at covering anything. It is white, and the fabric of the thong and bra is half transparent.

I curl myself into a ball, trying to cover as much skin as I can, my mind going wild wondering if Preston has changed me himself, the image of his dirty hands on me making my skin crawl in disgust.

Come on, Hazel, you have been parading naked around a lot recently, during the battles, with all the shifting, you were more naked than dressed. I try to reason with myself, but the unease still doesn’t fade; it’s one thing to show myself naked on my own will, but it is another thing being violated like this, and being forced to show myself dressed like this in front of who knows how many people.

If Derek were here, he would have ripped their hands off for daring lay their hands on me.

Derek, are you coming for me?

The eerie idea that Derek has given up on me, and that this time, he is not coming to save me slithers his way in my heart again, bringing tears to my eyes.

I swat those tears angrily away, I can’t be weak, I need to stay strong and believe in us; Derek is coming to save me, end of the story.

At least the handcuffs are gone, which is a positive thing.

I uncurl myself and get to my feet, the cage luckily is tall enough to allow me to stand. I try to break the glass by bumping into it, and kicking it, but I only end up bruising myself further.

A door opens on my left, and Preston enters the room, that annoying smirk still plastered on his face. How I wish I could wipe it off, possibly forever.

“What a noisy prisoner you are. And look at you, you ruined my work completely, you got yourself covered in bruises. On a second thought, maybe it will entice them more, we all know Alphas like it rough.”

“You are disgusting!” I say through my teeth.

“All men like beautiful women, there is nothing wrong about it. And you were a stripper, you should know how it works, and how to please.”

His eyes rake the length of my body, lust clear in them, and I have to look away, because I have nowhere to hide, but his gaze is making me feel physically sick and terrified.

“The auction is starting soon, be a good girl and behave,” he gives me a wink and leaves, closing the door behind him.

I flop down on the cage’s floor, drawing my knees to my chest, my face hidden in my hands; I don’t want to cry, but this time I can stop the tears from flowing, I feel so helpless. The auction is going to start soon, someone is going to buy me and do God knows what to me.

Please, Goddess, Derek, anyone, save me!

If Derek could have, he would have been here by now, and the others don’t know what happened, in their minds, we are having a nice holiday on a beautiful yacht together.

We didn’t even bring any guards with us, we stupidly thought that two Alphas on one boat were enough safety for everyone. How dumb and careless we have been!

I cried for some time, until I manage to calm myself down. I try the mind link, but it is still not working, no doubt they have infused something in this cage’s glass, maybe silver, I am not sure, something my powers are not able to break through. I am not even able to heal, all my bruises are still there, fresh as they were just made.

I am also feeling kind of sick now, like I am running a fever, I feel incredibly hot and weak. I know for a fact that werewolves don’t get the flue or similar illnesses, so maybe it’s just the overpowering stress or the long exposure to silver which is making me feel under the weather.

Soon two guards came to wheel me away, Preston following behind us.

I hate that he can have a good view of my practically naked butt from there, and it takes all my self-control not to cover it with my hands. I will not give him the satisfaction to know that I am uncomfortable, I will stand tall and proud, I have nothing to feel ashamed of.

They wheel me on a stage, the curtains are still closed, but I can hear someone talking on a mike just outside the curtain, where the lights are incredibly strong.

“And now, the gem of today’s auction, the piece everyone was waiting for, the piece everyone craves for, our gorgeous White Wolf!”

The curtains open, and the guards wheel me to the center of the stage, the strong lights blinding me for a few seconds, until my eyes adjust, and my heart drops when I see the huge number of people gathered in the pit. I can’t believe that all these people are here to buy me, maybe some of them are here just out of curiosity, but hell, they are out of their minds, how can they think that selling and buying someone is ok? Why is no one reporting this to the police?

“Look at her, the powers of a Goddess wrapped up in a sexy body. If you like the fierce naughty type, she is the right one for you. She is also a skilled stripper, believe me, this woman knows how to please a man,” the presenter says, while wiggling his eyebrows.

Why is he talking like he has experienced it firsthand? Disgusting prick!

“Just imagine what you could do after you make her submit and obey your every order. With her powers, you could conquer all the land and wealth you crave, you can become the sole and only ruler; no werewolf or man will stand a chance against you.

Envision it. The ruler of the world, with this sexy little thing at your side, ready to bend to your every will, and on any surface, if you know what I mean.”

This guy really needs a good beating, doesn’t he feel ashamed of talking so crudely, he’s really distasteful.

“Now, let’s see how much you are willing to pay to have the world at your feet. Biddings are starting at 100 million dollars, show your price people!”

The auction starts in full force, bidders racing each other so fast that the presenter has difficulty in keeping up, and in no time the price has already risen to 80 billion dollars.

The more the auction goes on, the more my heart sinks; these people are all rich and powerful, I bet they will use any mean to make me comply, and I am not sure I will be able to protect myself enough to stay sane.

Suddenly, the door of the theatre is blasted down by a huge explosion, which makes the theatre tremble at the seams.

I watch in disbelief as dozens of warriors all dressed in black barge through the broken doors, guns and shotguns in hand, aiming at the audience, and at the presenter on the stage.

Some people from the audience start fighting with the warriors, while others flee from the exits.

“We have already alerted the police, if you don’t want to get in trouble, leave now that you still can.”

The warriors shout, making a larger number of people get up and leave as their lives depend on it.

A number of guards get on stage trying to wheel me away, but a familiar face jumps on stage, followed by a number of warriors, and attacks the guards, starting a huge fight. This person is Derrick, and I can see Dylan not far behind him, they are both focused on taking the guards down, and I wish I could lend them a hand.

I am worried for them, but at the same time I am filled with happiness and relief, they came to save me, they are here for me. I kept looking at the entrance, waiting in trepidation for Derek to show up.

Where is Derek?

My wolf is yearning for him with a need I can’t understand, but I don’t see him anywhere.