Zombies Ate My Wolf | OMEGAVERSE | WOOSAN

My best friend's price

Sold again. That was it. Perception fell, just as his body fell in front of his new conqueror. San felt his body being analyzed from top to bottom, now covered again by a thin robe, which made no difference, as he felt exposed in the same way.

A collar with choir and silver frames was placed around his neck, it didn't hurt, but it was impossible to break without burning all the skin. A heavy chain was attached to the collar and at the other end of the chain was the new owner's hand.

Perhaps the most beautiful and well-kept hand San has ever seen in his life, there were no calluses, no thick skin, no cracked nails. They were rich hands, well treated, they never had to work hard.

A touch of resentment stabbed San's heart at the smell of Alphas.

That new owner was an alpha, for sure. The mask on his face hid the man's face, but the holes in his eyes showed the excitement of an alpha, red in each iris.

His blond hair stood on end when he saw San's image more closely, analyzing each feature of the omega, as if looking for a defect, something that would make him regret the purchase. Finally, he smiled enigmatically and turned to the stage still in his seat watching the rest of the auction.

San couldn't think of just one thing. He wanted to leave, he didn't like that look, although it wasn't that intimidating, it still made him worried. He wanted to know where Hongjoong was and how well he was. When would drugs lose their effect? He thought more than a thousand times about the same things, because his head was spinning forever in a loop with the latest events.

It was then that he felt a large, warm hand touch his forehead. Like the mother did when she measured temperature. His head went towards the stranger's chest and there he straightened, seeking comfort in some way. It was warm and gentle the way the hands touched his head, full of sympathy and compassion, this new treatment managed to make San relax a little.

It was a tuft of light blue hair that appeared above his eyes, the man stared at the omega with a worried look and insisted on talking to the other blond alpha, asking in scrambled words in San's head to leave soon. Was his condition that bad? But what about Hongjoong? He was also taken there, maybe he was already sold, or maybe he died in surgery. San needed to find out what happened to the other.

Lucky that it didn't take long to find out what happened to Hongjoong. Along with other items, as if they were a combo of items remaining in a restaurant, the alpha was lying on a stretcher, connected to several different devices and machines that kept him alive in some way. San felt his presence immediately, but he doesn't quite remember what he did next.

He only dragged himself over all the chains that held him to the chair of the alpha who bought him, who showed no interest in those items for sale. He didn't even seem to see that there was Hongjoong in the middle.

San clung desperately to the arm of the chair which gave the alpha a slight startle, the other with light blue hair tried to push San away gently, but it was useless. He pleaded in confused and pointless words.

"P-Please ... please ... please! Save! ... help ... him!" San pleaded with everything he had, before falling off the chair's support and going almost straight to the floor, if it weren't for the other who held him gently.

In the middle of his semi-conscious state, he overheard the other two talking. It was a brief discussion that resulted in the confused looks of some other auction participants looking at the blonde alpha. He stopped before it got too much attention and somehow gave in to San's desperate plea. He also bought Hongjoong.

When he thought he finally got what he wanted, San relaxed and was taken from there, carried on his lap, chained, but at least he was not alone.

The next few moments passed like a dream. San was left unconscious on a stretcher, now and then he woke up and went out again, he was meticulously examined by the person who carried him, the tall man with light blue hair. His hands were big and warm and he kept saying that everything was fine now, now he was safe.