Sold by my stepfather

VALERIE

“Walk faster!”

I glanced back at my mother’s pale face as my stepfather dragged me roughly to the car parked in the driveway.

I wanted to part my parched lips and inquire from him where we were going with my bags but the fear that tightened my heart didn’t let me speak a word. Instead, I followed him sheepishly like a sheep being led to the slaughterhouse.

Ever since my father died and my mother remarried, my life has turned upside-down. I turned into a servant overnight at his arrival, and my helpless mother did nothing but watch me do his bidding.

Every day, I wished and hoped that I would finally get out of the house and find a life for myself, the life that I was destined for.

And sometimes, when I understand how helpless my mother is, I refrain from the thought of running away.

But what can one do? I am confused, helpless, and stuck with a monster my mother brought into our lives.

My stepfather shoved me into the passenger's seat and slammed the door close before walking over to the driver’s seat.

My eyes dimmed in confusion when I saw a tear slip out of my mother’s eyes as the car roared to life and skidded out of the driveway.

My stomach churned in discomfort and anxiety as a thousand questions roamed around my head.

Where could he be taking me to?

Why was Mother crying?

Why is my luggage with me?

What is going to be my fate after this?

I sought desperately for an answer to my numerous questions but found none. Even though it would have been easier if I asked the hardened-faced man seated right next to me, I still couldn’t bring myself to do it.

I felt like I was drowning in a pool of anxiety and uncertainty.

After many hours of driving, he finally pulled up in front of a large beautiful gate. I couldn’t tell where that was, but I was sure that it was far away from my Pack; it seemed to be another Pack entirely.

My stepfather honked the horn severally before the large gates were pulled open. He drove in and parked the car in a corner.

He got out of the car and swung the door to my seat open, glaring hatefully at me.

“Get out!” he bellowed and didn’t wait for me to move a limb before dragging me out of the car.

“Are you here to see the Alpha?” a voice muttered behind us and we turned around to see a large hairy man staring intimidatingly at us.

“Yes,” my stepfather said, chuckling nervously.

“Follow me,” the man muttered and began to lead the way into a beautiful mansion that stood some distance away from us.

I tried to look around the unfamiliar surroundings, but my stepfather’s owlish eyes, which were pinned on me, made that impossible.

I fixed my eyes on the back of the huge man, wondering what we were doing in a place like this.

The man led us into a large living room, decorated with beautiful historic drawings from ceiling to floor.

The luxurious, expensive furniture, Persian rugs, marbled floor, and sweet-scenting flowers positioned at all corners of the large room screamed wealth and power.

The echo of footsteps from the spiral staircase brought an end to my fascination.

“He is here,” the man muttered and quickly wheezed out of the room, leaving my father with a man that I barely knew.

The dark aura revolving around the handsome man hit me, making me take a step back.

I stared at his breathtaking face and body. All my life, I’ve never come across a man as handsome as the one that stood a few inches away from me.

His enchanting brown eyes stared keenly at me then slowly moved to my stepfather’s face.

From the corner of my eyes, I watched my stepfather shudder in fear.

That was the first time I had seen fear glisten in his eyes. My brows raised as I wondered who the man was to make my monstrous stepfather shudder in fear.

“Greetings, Alpha,” he exclaimed and bowed low to the ground, making my eyes widen.

He tilted his head and snickered at me.

“Bow, you silly girl!” he snapped and I quickly went down on my knees.

Before kissing my forehead to the ground, I raised my eyes at the man and cringed when my eyes locked with those blank brown eyes.

I quickly brought my head down and prostrated like my stepfather did.

“Is that the girl?” I heard the man ask.

“Yes, Alpha,” my stepfather replied without raising his head.

“Hmmm… will she be fit for the work?”

My heart constricted as I pondered on his words.

Work? What work is he talking about?

“Yes, to be honest, she is still a virgin!” my stepfather blurted out and I snapped my head in his direction.

I wanted to ask what was going on, but my stepfather’s deadly glare, coupled with the man’s aura, shut me up.

I gulped down and kept my head down, hoping that it wouldn’t turn out to be what I thought.

“Raise your head, little girl,” the man muttered.

Even though I didn’t like the sound of him calling me little, I obeyed him and lifted my head.

“Get up,” he commanded in a cold voice and I staggered up to my feet.

He stared at me with eyes full of dark lust.

My body froze as he covered up the spaces between us and pinched my nipples.

A gasp escaped from my lips and he smirked in satisfaction.

“Her buds are just what I’m looking for,” he muttered and licked his lips, sending shivers down my spine.

My stepfather raised his head and grinned.

“I knew you would like her, Alpha,” he chuckled.

“She’s more than enough to repay the debts that you owe. You can leave,” the man muttered and my father’s grin widened.

My heart shrank and dropped into my belly as I stared at the two men in dismay.

I didn’t want to believe that my father was selling me off to an unknown man, but the reality of it was glaring mockingly at my face.

“My Beta will hand over the remaining money to you once you step out,” the man said and my stepfather nodded eagerly.

“Here’s your bag, Val, and be a good girl,” he patted my head before dropping my bag at my numb feet.

“Father!” I called out in a quivering voice as he turned around to walk out

He cranked his head backward, no ounce of remorse left in his eyes.

“Obey the Alpha and be a good girl, you’ll be better off here!” he snarled and trotted out as fast as he could.

The tears that stung my eyes dropped freely and rolled down my cheeks as I cried silently.

“Wipe those tears away! I don’t like them,” the man huffed and I glanced up at him, summoning my courage.

“What do you want from me?” I snapped.

His brows raised as he took slow strides towards me then wrapped his fingers around my chin.

“Your body.”

“What?” I gasped out.

He lowered his face to my level and whispered in a dark voice.

“You are going to become my sex slave.”