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Chapter 1 — Betrayal
IVARA
What had just happened? One second, I was waiting for Adrian in the park, the next? I was here, half-conscious in some confinement.
Confinement? A fvcking confinement! My eyes widened. What?
I dragged myself up, my legs wobbling as the room spun around.
“No, no.” I whispered, I couldn't possibly be kidnapped, right?
I needed someone to tell me this was a dream.
It wasn't the kidnap that I feared but the fact that no one would come for me.
Although father could find me with a snap of his fingers… I was sure he wouldn't even try.
I looked around. I didn't feel any sense of familiarity. The only thing sitting there was a single, almost worn out candle, illuminating the features of the room. No windows. No furniture. Just me.
Where was I? Why me of all people? I literally had nothing that could entice my captors. Why would anyone take me? I thought everyone despised me. I guess, If anyone was ever to be crowned the unluckiest... that'd be me.
I couldn't do much as I felt really weak, so I staggered to the wall then leaned back against it, my breathing ragged.
My breath caught in my throat the moment I heard the jingling of keys from the other end of the door.
Goosebumps crawled up my skin and my pulse raced that I began shaking. My captors were here!
“Are you sure she's awake?” I heard an almost too familiar voice ask.
“We’ll see.” Another replied.
The door was flung open, and a manly figure stepped in.
At first, I couldn't see clearly because of the darkness, but then the figure stepped closer.
“Adrian?” I blurted before I could stop myself.
I knew that figure, that scent. It had to be him.
I released the breath I didn't know I was holding and began staggering towards him.
“Rian, you…”
“Hands off him, b!tch!” Another figure barked, pushing me off Adrian.
I fell to the ground.
Beads of sweat formed on my face instantly. My fingers wouldn't stop trembling, and I quickly crawled backwards at the sound of that voice… that voice that always sounded like punishment to me.
Dahlia! I couldn't mistake it for anything… not when she was that close.
“Wh…what are you doing here? No. No, what are we doing here?” I stuttered, my lips quavering.
My gaze moved between the two, as I wondered why we were all here together. Coupled with the fact that both of them had never met each other.
“I see my men were kind. Not a single scratch on you,” Adrian simply responded, lighting himself a cigarette.
“They had to. She's useless already, hurting her would add to it,” Dahlia sneered, clinging onto Adrian's arm.
My expression faltered. “Adrian, what's going on, what do you mean?” I whispered.
“What's going on, huh?” Adrian curled his lips.
I swallowed hard while my heart thudded loudly.
There was something new about Adrian, perhaps the malicious glint in his eyes or the dark energy he gave.
I found myself crawling backwards even without intending to as he stepped closer. My spine met the cold wall, signaling that I had no means of escape.
Adrian crouched to my level, one knee lower than the other, before placing his index finger under my chin and forcing my head up.
“You’re getting auctioned at the Dark Hell baby,” he puffed the smoke from his mouth on my face.
I blanked out for a millisecond. I didn't mind the smoke, the only thing that registered in my mind was the word ‘Dark Hell’.
I stilled.
Was this a prank?
But as I searched through Adrian's eyes, it didn't look like he was joking.
“Stop with your silly jokes, Rian. You sound too real,” I muttered, refusing to believe what I had just heard.
“The only thing that is a joke here is you,” Dahlia huffed. “This is reality, sister, and Adrian is right. We just came here to announce that. I thought it'd be nice to watch your reaction to it,” she shrugged.
“You're…”
“Let me make this clear!” Adrian cut me off.
“I only got with you because of your father. I mean, the almighty Gamma? Who wouldn't want to date his daughter even if she's illegitimate and wolfless? You were the easiest, the one without love.” He chuckled, standing to his feet.
My throat tightened, not with tears, but with that heavy, hollow numbness. The kind you get when the world stops making sense.
“I said, Okay, why don't I sprinkle some of my love, but it wasn't easy.” He ruffled his hair. “The fact that you're more human disgusts me, so the plan was to fvck around with you, but yeah, I got with the self-righteous sister that wants to wait till marriage…”
“Adrian!” I yelled as each word slashed through my heart.
“Keep my name out of your mouth! I was forced to endure you from the beginning! Thankfully, the moon goddess pitied me, then gave me the legitimate daughter, the smart, strong and beautiful one I could be proud of.” He pulled Dahlia by the waist.
Moon what? Tears brimmed in my eyes as I clutched my aching chest.
I finally realized. My sister was mated to my boyfriend! The only person that I thought had come to love me despite my flaws.
Why? Why? Why me every fvcking time? I thought I had found love, happiness. Why did it have to be a lie?
I didn't know which was worse. Whether the fact I was getting auctioned or the fact that my sister's mate was my boyfriend.
I saw my entire world break and crash to the ground… everything I revolved around.
I couldn't take any of this, my heart was too fragile for this. Not now that everything was starting to make sense in my life, now that I was beginning to think positive.
“Don't worry, we're making you useful by auctioning you. The money that'll come from it will be more than enough to sort out our wedding and take back every dime mum…”
“Are you crazy, Dahlia? We're family for goodness’ sake? How could you? As soon as father finds out what you're trying to do, you're in deep sh!t!” I yelled, trying to convince myself that father might care this time… this was serious.
Dahlia burst into laughter. “Me?”
She pulled out a paper from her purse, then threw it at me. “Guess who signed you up for the auction and took responsibility? I'm not a parent, you know.”
I couldn't breathe, couldn't even speak as my body trembled hard. Pa and Ma’s signature was clearly on that form.
Wh…what? Wasn't the constant abuse since I was a kid enough?
They hadn’t just sold me, they had confirmed something I’d been terrified of believing my whole life.
I was never meant to belong anywhere, not even in the family I kept breaking myself to serve.
My life was over.
I'd been given away to be sold at the Dark Hell; a place where Omegas were sold as property. Slaves. Breeders. Even sex slaves for the highest bidder.
Just stepping inside could destroy your life not to talk of being the omega to be sold.
Chapter 2 — Escape
IVARA
“What makes you think you should eat that when you didn’t spend a dime on it?”
“You're useless!”
“You should be dead! I blame Loyd for bringing this crap into our world!”
“Look around, does anyone here live without a wolf? Even the Omegas are above you!” My stepmother, Maybelline’s insults and taunts over the years kept echoing, over and over in my head.
Why do they hate me so much? I’m always trying. I just want to live. Is that so wrong?
But finally, at this point, I realized that nothing I did mattered to my family. No kindness, no hard work.
After all, I was just the child from my father’s affair with a human, probably cursed to be wolfless. What did I expect?
“Families aren't allowed in the Dark Hell, so I guess this is the part where we say our goodbyes, sister.” Dahlia’s voice snapped me from my thoughts.
Together, her and Adrian turned their backs on me and began leaving.
“Wait!” I scrambled to my feet, the weakness in me dispersing instantly.
“You can’t leave me here! Adrian!” I clung to his shirt desperately, realizing the urgency of the matter.
I expected more mocks and taunts. After all, I was used to it but instead, a punch was hurled at my face.
The force threw me backwards. My head snapped to the side; a sharp, hot pain seared through my face, mixed with the steady splitting ache in my skull.
This was nothing like the beating and punches father had always given me. It was brutal. I almost couldn't feel my face anymore.
“How dare you?” Adrian snarled, surprising me.
The punch wasn’t the shocker, it was the realization that he hadn’t even hesitated.
I had never seen him that mad before. The way he looked at me now was nothing like that soft, affectionate gaze I had always received in the past. Was this how much I disgusted him?
Either way, the punch and pain was nothing compared to the freedom I yearned for.
I spat out the blood in my mouth, then hurriedly crawled over to Dahlia, wrapping my palms around her ankle.
“Please, Dahlia! I promise, I'd work to sponsor your wedding and even give you my savings. Don't…” I didn't even get to finish my speech when I was kicked across the face and my body slammed against the wall.
“Please, please…” I cried out in desperation. I just needed someone… anyone, to choose me for once.
They only walked out and locked the door behind them.
Blood seeped out of my mouth, staining the ground. Even my left eye throbbed and ran blurredly. It seemed useless.
I crawled to the door and began pounding hard on it while screaming with every fiber in me.
“Don't ruin my life this way, you've taken everything already, let me out!” I sounded more like a scorned woman, hoping for what was never to come.
My self-esteem, the craving for something better, the desire to be loved, they had taken it all and left only an empty shell which happened to be me. Yet I was still scraping and clinging onto that remnant.
I didn't know how long I had knelt there screaming out my lungs, but I was forced to accept that they were never coming back.
My mouth twisted into a bitter smile. “You have to survive, Ivara. You can't step foot into that auction hall unless it's over,” I whispered, pulling my hair hard.
The auction had to be tonight and if I were to do anything, it was now!
I wiped my face with the back of my hands, then stood up. I stepped back a bit then ran towards the door, ramming my shoulder against it.
I tried over and over again, each hit earning a groan and a whimper from my lips, but yet my attempt remained fruitless.
Then I heard the clink, something fell from me.
I gasped, realizing that I still had my hairpin up, and it was supposedly what fell.
A wave of excitement washed through me. I couldn't see because the candle had burned out, so I began tracing the floor with my palm.
Each second heightened the panic I was trying to suppress, and it distracted me a lot.
Finally, I found the pin and, without wasting any more seconds, I manipulated the lock. It only took a minute before the bolt clicked, and I slipped through the door.
My thoughts were hazed, I had no idea where I was or where I intended to go, but I was certain that I wanted to go far away from these heartless people who didn't think twice before signing me up for an auction.
Everywhere was dark, but I could see a bit, due to the rays of moonlight seeping in from the windows.
I gulped, my hands trembling. Fvck! It was nighttime already.
I rushed to the first window in sight. I knew better than to use the door, I wasn't that stupid. I had no time to search for anything to break the window, so instead, I used my elbow.
Shards of glass pierced my elbows and even when I tried to climb they pierced different parts of my body. In short, I was a bloody mess, barefoot and shivering.
I jumped through and began sprinting across the first street I saw.
As I ran, the screech of tires, the blare of horns, and the angry shouts of drivers all merged into a cacophony of chaos. I didn't dare look back, my gaze was fixed ahead as my heart hammered in my throat.
My breath came in ragged gasps. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins.
I tried boarding a taxi, but none would stop for me. They probably thought I was crazy. I mean, who would stop for a girl running barefoot, all bloody?
As I ran, hope, as foolish as it was, was starting to creep in. But I had forgotten how unlucky I was meant to be. Did I suddenly think my luck would change?
“Ivara!” A loud yell of my name suddenly echoed from the other side of the street.
My stomach plummeted. It couldn't be. How was father here?
“Stop right there, you useless thing!” he bellowed.
I had barely taken another step when my hair was yanked back.
“You’ve got a wild streak, escaping and deciding to use the Dark Hell path? I always knew you were foolish but never to this extent.” Father rasped, pulling me across the street with him.
He didn’t just drag my body to the hall, he dragged every dream I’d ever dared to hold.
It was at that moment that I found out that we were right outside the auction hall. I had threaded the wrong path due to panic.
“Please, sir...” I whimpered. I didn't dare call him father, it would only make things worse.
His jaw clenched as he threw me to the front of the building while I fell at the feet of the guards.
“She's signed up for the auction and I want her stripped naked right here and taken into the hall.” he ordered the guards.
“Chains too, she's feisty and just tried escaping.” Father snarled, and the guards immediately grabbed me.
Preview 3
My family auctioning me against my will was one thing. But being auctioned to him, the demigod Alpha, known for chaos and bloodshed, the cursed abomination, was the worst that could happen.
I watched him kill men without mercy. I watched him claim me just to spite his brother and now, I'm trapped within his fortress as a slave. His slave.
At first, I want to end it all before he does it for me, but on a second thought, I have to fight for my freedom.
He swears he bought me to spite his brother and humiliate me. He swears that he despises me. My sin? Being born with the same hair as his mother.
But then, the way he looks at me isn't the way you look at the enemy. The way he pins and touches me isn't the way you touch a slave.
He buries his face in my neck and relaxes with my scent, claiming me in ways no master should claim a defiant captive.
I'm supposed to hate him for being heartless, for being evil, for refusing to let me go, but somewhere in between, I don’t.
It's hate and angst, yet every touch makes my heart betray me. He makes my heart beat in ways it shouldn't.
A human and an Alpha? Unacceptable! In fact, forbidden in Dark Hound! It's in fact forbidden! But he's unhinged and doesn't care.
It's all war and roses until I find out I'm the thing that could either destroy him—or break his curse.
The devil they warned him about.
TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences (18+) readers discretion is advised
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