it's been almost 2 weeks since the encounter with jackson, and he still hasn't talked to y/n since. she cant stop thinking about his big hands and his beefy arms and his handsum face. especially his gorgeous deep green orbs.... y/n has never seen orbs so deep and green. they're almost.... inhuman.
"NO Y/N." she tells herself. he is very human, just with great genes. he is NOT a wolf, vampire, merman, wizard, superhero, bodybuilder hybrid alpha. they aren't real. they only exist in the fantasy books y/n reads.
she sighs to herself and sits up on her bed. all this thinking about jacksons gorgeous body has y/n a little hot, and her fruit loop feels a little tingly.... she must be coming down with a cold. she gets up and turns on her fan, careful not to slip on carpet, which is soaked with her kitty juices. that seems to be happening a lot lately.
y/n grabs her earbuds and her phone, and turns on her favorite music. it's arctic monkeys, which is really underground so she wouldn't be surprised if nobody's ever heard of it.
she spends the rest of the afternoon dancing around her room in her oversized hoodie and long socks that she just pulled out of her laundry basket randomly. they hug her skinny curvy tiny bodie very tightly, she notices in the mirror. that's probably why every guy hates her and bullies her, because she's so ugly and weird and... different. she doesn't even know what a guy looks like because she's never met one. besides jackson, but he doesn't really count because he's different from other guys.
y/n sighs and pulls her long silky hair into a messy bun, and little pieces fall out and frame her face because she's worn a messy bun so many times her hair knows where to go. suddenly, her stepmom bursts into the room.
"get your things together brat. i sold you, and your new owner is coming to get you in 10 minutes." she sneers at y/n.
"o-okay," y/n mutters back. this isn't the first time her stepmom has sold her for money. she's used to it. y/n grabs her backpack and quickly throws her toothbrush, phone, earbuds, and some clothes inside. as she's walking out her bedroom door, she remembers one more thing she needs to grab.
y/n sniffles, holding back tears as she opens her jewelry box, pulling out her locket. her mother gave it to her before she died, and it's y/n's most prized possession. it has a pickture of her mother inside. y/n wishes her mother were here to hold her and tell her it's okay and kill her stepmom maybe.
"GET YOUR FATASS DOWN HERE Y/N!!! YOUR NEW OWNER IS HERE TO GET YOU." her stepmom screams from the kitchen.
y/n quickly clasps the locket around her neck and runs downstairs, pulling open the front door.
she gasps when the most beautifulest wolf she's ever seen is standing in front of her. it growls and she steps back, scared. it seems to sense that she's afraid and nuzzles her palm. y/n is completely in shock..... this is the nicest wolf thats ever knocked on her front door. suddenly, it turns into a human and it's the most hot man she's ever seen. he looks a lot like jackson king, but she doesn't wanna think about him right now.
"i'm here to pick up my.... order." the tall mysterious man says.
"she's right here! she has all her things. gimme my money boy." y/n's stepmom says to the man.
he hands over a briefcase full of cash to her, and grabs y/n by the arm.
"get on your knees baby," he says.
"w-w-wh-wh-what??" y/n stammers. what was he gonna do to her?!?!
"I SAID GET ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES BABYGIRL. BEFORE I MAKE YOU."
y/n kneels down in front of him and bows her head. she feels the overwhelming need to please him. "yes master."
"good girl. get in the helicopter, we're going." he states in her face. y/n doesn't know what she just got herself into....
