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“Go, move,” called out another male voice.
The chain jingled as we started to walk again.
I sniffled and caught a whiff of what was waiting for us. Lots and lots of new male scents.
“Up here, female,” said the same voice from moments ago.
I followed, our feet scraping and thudding against the hollow wooden stairs. We climbed and climbed. Five, six, seven stairs before we stopped.
“You, come here.”
The chain tightened and then slackened, and I swallowed as I watched the first of us get pulled to the front.
A large fire burned in some kind of pedestal and it illuminated her, but the crowd remained darkened. Wolf vision or not, the fire blinded us on the stage.
“This beauty right here comes from a small pack. She cooks and cleans. She’s young and healthy. And listen here boys, the bidding starts at a premium. She’s one of several virgins tonight.”
I wasn’t sure if I was shaking or if the chain shook from the others attached to me.
Where are you?
I couldn’t find my mate from here. There were several guards around us, but not my mate. The crowd of men had erupted into laughter and banter.
“Come on girly. Turn for us.”
I cringed and swallowed back the burn of vomit. I sucked in a breath. There were seven of us. That was all. Seven and there were far more males. Maybe a dozen. A dozen males were here to take part in the illegal trade of wolves and they were treating this like a joke.
Someone came forward with a commanding voice. The power could be felt all the way to the stage.
“How much for the lot of them? I have a lot of wolves that need company.”
I wanted to scream at him. I wanted to shake myself free and charge that asshole, but then my wolf did something strange.
She’d been rather comfortable where the human side of me had been too focused on the fear and anger of my past.
She was calm and now? She was stirring and waking and full of confidence. The feel of her bolstered my own unsteady mind. My soul knew this voice.
More laughter filled the small clearing, and I realized I’d missed something.
“Deep pockets. You sure you want to start a war with this lot?”
That voice was familiar. My wolf was pawing at my soul. That voice. I took another deep breath and aside from the strange scents, new familiar scents found their way to me. I allowed myself to feel the new connections within me.
Pack. My wolf was sensing our pack.
“Not all packs are destitute. Investments, you should try them sometime. So do we have a deal? I even come with gifts.”
I tried to shield my eyes from the fire’s blaze to see what was moving. There was lots of movement, lots of commotion, and the sound of wood cracking.
“Ale. From my own distillery. A round on me to ease the pain of having to wait for the next auction then?”
There was grumbling and crying. The crying was definitely coming from the stage with me.
“Pass it around. Here.”
That voice. Colton.
That’s Colton, isn’t it?
