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so much joy, as much as the sadness and doom he had brought upon me, it was all over as soon as it had come. A year... That was the most I could get to being close to being treated like a real wolf. The mating ceremony would have gone well... But I'm an Omega without any worth. "Five thousand gold!" "Seven thousand gold!" The second voice was as fast as the first one. "Ten thousand gold!" The first noble responded, smirking slyly as he scanned the girl. Unlike the first girl, she looked completely calm and collected, as though nothing wrong was happening. "How can she be this calm when her life is being taken away from her without dying?" I fought the question within me, but I got no answer. "Sold!" Tears filled my eyes as the second girl was dragged away to her owner. It was my turn... My turn to be humiliated... AGAIN! It was my turn to be paraded as a commodity to fulfill the lust of those who ought to protect us. Humiliation... I think we make a good team. Barely have I lived a day without it. "Lot three." The auctioneer's voice boomed, his oily tone making my stomach churn. "An Omega of pure lineage, untouched and fertile." As I dragged my feet into the stoplight and the flames of the torches dancing to the gentle songs of the breeze, I saw my family seated at the back of the hall, wanting to see another humiliation of mine. Their faces, marred with a scornful look that I grew up with, they stood there with no remorse of what they had done to me. As my eyes locked with my twin sister's, Liora, the one Alpha Aedric had chosen over me, a sly smile tucked on my lips. I knew they were there to see me break, to watch the only Omega in their family beg to be saved, but I wasn't going to give them that satisfaction. I wouldn't cry. Not here. Not in front of the family that had failed me. There, I decided I would survive. "Oh! What revenge it would be, Liora." "Two thousand gold!" The auctioneer announced. As though they were waiting for me to be priced, the men adjusted their sitting, some licking their lips as they looked through my revealing dress. "Five thousand gold!" An Alpha from a nearby Pack uttered, his voice filled with excitement like he was about to win a trophy. "Ten thousand gold!" Another countered. "Twelve thousand gold," the Alpha said, his voice telling the others he wasn't going to back down. The bids came so fast and with my gaze fixed on the floor, I wandered in my thoughts. "If I'm truly worth this much, why did they treat me like that?" "If I was worth this money, why did my parents hate me so much? Why did Aedric pick Liora over me, his mate?" My wolf whimpered inside me, powerless, just as I was. "Fifteen thousand gold!" Another raised his voice. "Twenty thousand gold!" The Alpha roared with rage. "Sold!" The auctioneer swiftly said, trying to avoid the war already brewing up. "Twenty thousand gold, that's what I'm worth. That's what my life, my freedom is worth and that's all