Chapter 8 AN AUCTION

HAZEL’S POV

The loud incessant banging on my door roused me up from my sleep, once again. As i rubbed my tired eyes, anger began to rise up within me. This had to be a daily routine. Could no one wake me up properly?

I sighed, pushing myself up from the hard concrete ground, and groggily standing up. My body felt like it had been battered by a plank, but it didn’t feel as bad as it normally did. Was I getting used to sleeping on the cold concrete floor?

My heart sank, a silent sigh leaving my lips. Was I getting used to living like a prisoner? The thought made me grimace.

The rapt knocking came again, but this time it sounded softer. Had they known I was awake? I trudged up to the door and swung it open, ready to lash out at whoever was there, but when my eyes fell on three maids holding what looked like a ball gown, I was left speechless.

“What the hell is this?” I asked, an eyebrow raised.

The pushed me to the side and let themselves in. I stumbled back, gripping the wall until I was stable. I snapped my eyes to them, glaring at them.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? And why do you all think you can just barge into my room like you own the place?”

One of the maids, who has eye bags for days, glared at me.

“Stop acting like you’re a fucking princess. We barged into your room? You do not fucking own this place, you need to learn that you are in the same rank with us, if not below is. And besides, none of us want to be here either.”

Her words hit me like a blow in the face and I tried my best not to tear up from embarrassment. Her words held no lies and my anger was now directed to Killian, the person that put me in this kind of situation.

But more importantly, I was curious to know what they wanted.

My eyes flickered to the ball gown that one of the maids held and I raised an eyebrow.

“What is that dress for?”

The maids rolled her eyes. “Are you slow? If we are bringing it her, don’t you think that it’s for you?”

I frowned, confusion hitting me.

“But why would I need a ball gown?”

“We don’t know, it was the alphas orders. Now, stay still, let us prep you up.”

They moved close to me and one of the maids grabbed my arm. I slapped her hand away from my arm, my whole skin feeling irritated. I rubbed my arm as I glared at her.

“Do not fucking touch me,” I hissed.

The maids sighed and came closer to me. One of them grabbed my arm, and the other began to take my shirt off. I began to struggle, but to my surprise, I could barely budge from their grip. How were they so strong?

“Let go of me! Do not touch me!” I yelled a I flared around.

I hated being touch, especially by strangers. Goose bumps had made our way to the surface of my skin, and I could feel hot bike crawling up my throat. Despite my struggles, they went on with taking my clothes off, and there was no way for me to resist.

But one question was stuck at the back of my mind. Why was I being dolled up all of a sudden?

The maids put the ball gown on me and they made my hair and did a few light make up on my face. Once they had finished, they took a step back and began to whisper to themselves.

“This looks fine don’t you think?”

“Yeah, they would like this?”

I kept my eyes on them as they whispered between each other, before they suddenly snapped they eyes to me.

“Come with us, alpha Killian requested to see you after we were done.”

They didn’t give me a chance to say anything and already began to walk towards the door. They left the room, before I began to take large strides to catch up with them. We walked down the hallway and the stares I got could bore holes in my skin.

I kept my gaze fixed on the floorboards, in order to deflect these gazes. But my efforts were futile, as I could still feel their gaze on me. I ignored them and kept following the maids, until we took a turn, and they came to a halt in front of two double door.

They stepped aside and signalled for me to go in.

I looked at each of them and swallowed hard. Seeing as I had no other option, I walked up to the door slowly and pushed it open. The doors creaked loudly and it was hard not to draw attention to myself.

The round table, filled with chairs was the first thing that caught my eyes, and at the head of this round table, were two faces, one of them, I truly detested.

Killian.

His eyes were already on me, as I slowly made my way to them. I kept my eyes on him, but I slowly redirected them to the man who was standing beside him. His face was awfully familiar, and when it clicked in my head, my eyes went wide.

He was the man that brushed past me when I was running out of Killian’s office. We locked gazes and I saw that he still has the same look of disdain he has back them. It was clear he detested my presence. Gray scoffed quietly and turned to Killian.

“The auction for her will be ready by this evening, what do you think alpha?”

My heart dropped as those words resounded in my head over and over again. I was being taken to an auction? I snapped head to Killian, who had his cold gaze on me.

“You bastard! You are selling me off, at an auction?! How dare you!” I screamed.

Killian glared at me, as he pointed his fingers towards me. “I will not take you disrespecting me in front of my people.”

“If you agree to the auction, then you will need to sign this contract,” Gray said as placed a document down on the table.

With his eyes still fixed on me, Killian carried the pen a sm signed the document, right in front of my face. I but my inner lips as I tried to suppress the anger growing inside of me. Gray smirked and took the document, before leaving the room.

I snapped my head to Killian, gritting my teeth.

“Do you think I’m some kind of property? How dare you do this to me?! After you took me against my own will!”

Killian rose up from the chair and loomed over me. “Whatever I saw, goes, you have no right to complain.”

Anger was boiling through me and I couldn’t take it anymore. I slammed my fist on his chest repeatedly, and as I was about to land another hit, he grabbed my wrist and pushed me to the wall.

My breath caught in my throat as his face was an inch away from mine. I couldn’t help but feel weak at that moment. My eyes wonder to his lips, and a thought crossed my mind.

What would it feel like to kiss those lips?

I let out a gasp, pushing him away. How could I think of something like that? I hated him, with my guts, why would I want to share a kiss with him? I glared at him, pointing my bong finger to his face.

“I do not care what you say, I will not be signed off to an auction!”

Killian scoffed and called in tow guards. They came up to me and grabbed my arm.

“Get your hands off me!” I spat.

“Take her to her room, and do not let her escape until it’s time for the auction.”

“Yes alpha!”

They dragged me all the way back to my room and threw me in. I made an attempt to run to the door, but they slammed it shut to my face. I banged on the door, but to no avail.

“I wish I was part of the auction,” I could hear one of the guards chuckle.

“Yeah, I would definitely bid to get her,” The other laughed.

I felt utterly disgusted, and I took a step back. I couldn’t get auctioned off to some perverted man, but what was I going to do. I bit my finger nails as I thought of a plan, but nothing came to mind. I sighed weakly and took a seat on the floor.

Time went by in the blur, and at a certain moment, an idea popped up in my mind: I could escape through the toilet window. I shot up from the floor and as I made my way to the bathroom, the door clicked open.

I snapped my head back and it landed on the two guards.

“It is time for the auction,” One of them said.