Last One Standing

Chapter Eight

"9.... 10 .... 11" there was a speaker in the room that would count for every omega in the room, I was 15 and my turn was creeping closer, there was a interval of around 5 minutes for each omega to be showcased heading through the door we were facing, it was a vibrant red and I hated it. Every omega that left would not return, so the few omegas that stayed were becoming more and more distressed their scents were almost completely drowning the room mingling, making it hard to breathe. Trying to even my breathing I clutched the toothpick even tighter in my hands.

"12" the omega let out a whimper as they pushed him through the door and shut it behind him. I glanced at Daniel and saw him playing with a knife from in his belt. Why did they have to have weapons? Turning away I closed my eyes, the whole process was nerve wracking but I had to stay focused, be prepared for anything. Taking a few deep breathes I cleared my mind.

"13" another omega was taken. I opened my eyes when I felt the omega to my left clutching my hand. He was silently crying against me, hiding his face and my heart broke. I gripped his hand back and rubbed my hand over his thumb. He seemed to lean into me ever so slightly, he must have been trying to smooth himself with my pheromones as mine had been the most calm. I smiled slightly at him and he stared back, his blue eyes not leaving mine, and his blonde curly hair made him look so much more innocent than he was. I opened my mouth to speak when I was cut off. 
"14" he yelped and the betas were on him in a second. His claws digging into my hand and I held him back.

"Please! Don't let me go!" He yelled and screamed as they lifted him up taking me with him.  I growled out as the third  beta Daniel gripped my shoulders and pulled me away from him.

"Don't fucking touch me!" I stepped away from him and bared my teeth in anger. He was taken aback by my actions and for a second he stood there staring until he gripped my chains.

"You really think that's going to help the kid? Don't be stupid or you'll both end up dead." Daniel tugged me back into the other omega. I only glared at him as he made his way to the door facing my way. He was watching me now his eyes never leaving my figure as the time passed ever so slowly. Until the dreaded moment came for me to leave.

"15" fuck. Butterflies were committing war crimes in my stomach as the betas made there way over to me. One was going to place his hand on my when I snapped at him and he was left with his hand gripping air. They kept their distances and I watched Daniel open the dreaded door.

"Good luck." I could feel the smug smile resting on his face. Fucker.

"Suck my dick." I didn't spare him a glance and stepped through the door into another room although this one had one way mirrors instead of walls with small air vents connecting the rooms, most likely so 'they' can smell us. This room also had multiple doors all around it, in total it was around six doors not including the red door I entered. I visually shuddered at the thought of the disgusting creatures behind the windows as they stared back at me. I stood in the middle and I was quiet I couldn't hear a thing, I felt like a rabbit unaware of the dangers hidden in the forest watching me hungrily.

"15 give us a spin" it was the slave trading alpha from before speaking from a speaker located in the room. I looked down finding it by my feet.
"15 we don't have all day. Turn." I clenched my teeth as I slowly turned around. Goddess I felt humiliated.
"Ok you may leave through the door to your left." I glanced at the door and made my way to it opening it and stepping out again. Outside I followed a small hall until I got to another door entering a crème colored room that matched the rest of the castle with extravagant furniture and a bed 3 times the size of any Id ever seen. I was alone and as I stood there I wasted no time to get to work on the cuffs. Assuming all the doors in the room led to a different room the omegas would be scattered around the floor, each door could belong to a separate buyer and this must be my buyers room.

'Click' Yes! I quickly dropped the cuffs and made my way to the door ignoring everything else. The handle rattled and Find it locked from the outside, of course. I groaned and began to look around the room. For anything I could use.

Nothing! Goddess! I was becoming restless as I made a mess all over the room not caring about how my new "master" might react.

'Rattle, Rattle, Click' Shit!  They were here! I rushed over the bed and took hold of my cuffs placing them on.

They stepped inside and I visibly shuddered as my eyes came into contact with his. Mr. Stone. Watching his every move as he walked toward me.

"Well well well. What a mess you've made. Have you not been house broken or something?" Excuse me? I was glaring down at him absolutely fuming. He did not just compare me to a dog.

"I assumed you'd be better behaved with how you had been used to this type of thing." He calmly made his way to a couch in the middle of the room.
"Sit." He gestured to the seat in front of him and poured himself a glass of whiskey.

"So you plan on sucking me dry too?" I stood in my place not moving he only chuckled as he drank the whiskey in his cup.

"Are you angry with me? I mean you do know what I am right?" He glanced at me staring me down with his piercing eyes.

"Yeah. You're a monster." He was gone in a second and in an instant he was in-front of me his left arm placed around my waist squeezing tightly and his right gripping my chin tightly.

"A monster? No. I'm far worse. Pet." His words came out cold and dark, speaking softly against my face. I struggled in his grip.

"Let me go!" I was fucked. If he was some random alpha I would have been fine but goddess why?! Why let this piece of shit back into my life.

"I won't. See. You, my dear, are mine." He smiled down at me and inhaled my scent.
"Just the scent of your blood makes me..." He exhaled eyes becoming slits for a second before he pulled away. Makes you what? Did plan on eating me! Ugh.

"You'll never get the chance to touch me. I won't allow it." I glared back at him and he turned away.

"Good. I love it when food fights back." My face contorted into one of disgust and I stepped away. He laughed at my reaction as though it's the funniest thing he's seen. Bastard.

"Now can you drop the cuffs? I'm not one of those stupid mutts." He glanced down at my wrists and I narrowed my eyes at him. The cuffs were dropped and I looked back at him waiting for him to try something. I watched him as he walked around the room checking the damage I've caused.

"Stop staring at me or I might get the wrong idea. Pet." He looked my way with a smirk and I visibly shuddered. What does he want? Other than to eat me?