Alvize's Pet: What is Mine , Is Mine

r rattled the iron bars of each cell, waking up every slave bright and early. All the cells were u

s the entire time, there was a thread of hope, and for one stuck at the bottom of a well, a thread of hope could be enough to pull her out. For now, she was still ignorant

s walked past her listlessly. The light in their eyes had long dimme

ed past her to follow the moving crowd. Zina hu

o be revealed later which was not something one in her position was looking forward to. It was only after she looked at t

er what, avoid falling under his gaze," Gennie nodded at s

-twenties, much too young to be the head of the slave establishment. His sharp, red eye

im, he jerked his head in its d

he slave establishment could. When unsure or uncertain, the wise decision would be to listen to those who were sure and certain. Zina t

to the person in front of her. Wondering what had happened,

eft and right to see all the slaves ar

front of so many strangers! Wait, it did not ma

her clothes when one of the guardsmen who had given the

e guardsman who spoke was big and brawny. With a prickly bear

es surrounding her as they picked up their clothes off the ground. It was not just the slaves but also the two other guards who

ether she had cracked under the pressure. She had informed her to keep a low profile in front of the Warden,

elf to another, and she had no plans

rridor raised his hand, silencing the guardsman before he could bark anymore

est of you step into the shower and clean yourselves up. We're only taking the presentable ones to the market tom

g she could maintain the facade. Internally, she was scared, so scared that she wa

stood in place unaware of the Warden who approached her from behind with h

th no windows. A lantern burned on top of a table in the center of the room, but it was not bright enough to reveal the black walls that forme

rned around to speak only to see that the Warden had entered the room behind her.

rty. This was the slave establishment! As this realization sunk in, she took a ste

aller, maybe more. An old scar ran diagonally over his lips, his eyebrows thick and dark, his

, yet here she was. Locked in a dark room wit

rew backwards, skating her hand on the table's surface as she circled around to place the wooden piece of furniture i

to touch her face. Frightened, Zina swiped the quill across his palm, tearing the skin and making him flinch,

felt the air slowly escape from her

met many just like you. And each time, I have rel

r throat. The man did not budge in the slightest. Just when she thought she had loosened his grip o

gasp, barely retaini

ter than the others here? Well, you're not," the man taunted her. He sta

others outside, that I will strip for you after refusing them? Well, you're not." A

he heard a ringing in her ears. She fell to her knees

lled near them when he had shoved the table across the room. Giving her a second to recollect he

ammed it across his head as hard as she

, he remai

r. Staring at her with mockery-filled eyes, he laughed. His laughter rang lou

time since I have enjoyed a feisty one like you.

m, the man would still stand there unfazed. His hand made its way to the back of her

wice. You need to be taught to follow the rules,