Divided Amongst the Alpha Brothers

The synchronization of applause tore the silence as the infamous Auctioneer parades his subjects in an iron kennel. Two asymmetrical, buffed men pushed the cart into the flashing stage which held the Auctioneer's prized possessions. There were covered in a red satin fabric, and only their faint, delicate silhouettes could be seen as the light cast them.

On one of these kennels, sheltered a woman by the name of Cataleia, a criminal from the Human Territory. Rumored to have killed her groom before her wedding, she fled the country in order to escape the authorities finding her. What was worse was that her groom was the Governor— himself.

Tonight, Cataleia has sold her soul to another human, a premise she had always been against of. But due to the severity of necessities, she needed to do it. There was no other way for her to guarantee survival other than this. She was not a quitter.

This... though the thought is vile to advertise yourself, she saw it none other than, as mercy. To her, the Auctioneer was a hero for giving her another chance at life.

She cannot go back to her world now. If she returns, she will be executed.

She can hear the growling of the nightly creatures behind the fabric. She knew what she was getting herself into, but she didn't know how much worse it could get.

She was to be sold in an auction, with mythical beings as her bidders.

The world is a vast place. Territories were made after mythical beings emerged from the land. This time, she had fled to the Country of the Wolves, and was fortunate enough to cross paths with the Auctioneer— who was human too and running away from the government, like her.

Cataleia shivering was visible even if the Auctioneer had dressed her in the thickest clothes he could possibly give her. Unlike the other two girls with her, Cataleia made no effort to what she wore. The two girls were clad in stunning robes and flimsy, see-through fabrics— all in a hope that they would first be sold that night.

But Cataleia did not care about any of this. It didn't matter to her if she was sold tonight. She just wanted to live another day. She will be sold eventually, she thinks.

The clapping rose more, and with this, Cataleia's heartbeat skyrocketed too. She glanced at the two girls beside her and saw from their shadows that they were relaxed.

"Cataleia." one whispered behind the curtain. "...when the sheet is removed, remember to smile."

Cataleia shuddered at the fact of smiling. It has been hard to smile these past few days. She wouldn't want to expose her teeth too.

"I told you to wear the dress." the other scolds her from behind the curtain. "Cataleia, there is no forever in this auction. You've been in the Auctioneer's care for weeks. Remember when I told you that he doesn't keep those who do not benefit him?"

"I know," she replied in a defeated tone. Those two girls were just like her, but they weren't humans. They were outcasts. And they became her sisters when they were recruited by the Auctioneer. "You two will sell today. You looked so pretty earlier."

"Today is the big day. Cataleia, the Auctioneer is going to return you to the streets if you are not sold today. Do you want that?"

She pursed her lips and lowered her head, fidgeting and playing with the hem of her clothes.

All of a sudden, the kennel shook and the girls let out a short expression of shock. "Ah!"

"Quiet." the creature pushing their carts snarled behind them. "Do you want me to toss you into the floor so the wolves can feed on you?!"

"Do you want me to break out of this cage and put you down?" Cataleia replied sharply to their pusher.

She felt the wagon stop for a split second.

"Perhaps you haven't seen our portfolio?" One of her sisters said. "Can you read the kennel's sign?"