Chapter 4 Riot

I don't know how much time had passed.

My paralyzed arms and legs finally regained a trace of sensation, my airway no longer forced to work on its own, and I could even distract myself from feeling the metal clasp on my face a little cold.

Hmm? Metal clasp?

I opened my eyes and the thick fabric of my uniform in front of me blocked my breathing, and underneath was a thumping heart that slammed into the corner of my forehead like a small fist.

I was confused for a few seconds, then came back to my senses and gave a quick struggle.

I couldn't break free.

Xavier' s arms were as strong as steel bars, and I pushed with all my strength, but they didn't budge.

But my movements were felt by Xavier, and he released his grip on me so I could finally breathe properly.

Xavier asked tentatively, "Hyperventilation syndrome? " after a moment of silence.

I remembered that my boyfriend had told me that Xavier' s mother was a hospital director.

"It doesn't seem to help to have a mother who is a doctor, you've taken so long to learn the name of the disease, you'll be dead by the time you save the patient. "

I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth.

I rarely speak so sharply, let alone to a stranger, not to mention that Xavier saved my life, but I just couldn't help it.

The pain in my lower back was reminding me of the cruel thing this man had just done to me.

Xavier didn't take my sarcasm seriously, but instead noticed something else and said with two sunken eyes, "How did you know my mother was a doctor? "

I fell silent.

He glared at me with a very frightening expression, "Leila, you're really making me pay attention to you. I guess I'll have to have someone double up on you. "

I bit my lip, my heart going colder by the minute.

How much worse could it get? Could the rest of my day get any worse?

With another strange Guard leading the way, I headed to my own slave room.

Along the way, I walked in a weird cross-legged fashion, with the other Slaves booing and yelling at me from time to time, spouting all sorts of nasty phrases.

"Hey little chick, did you just get taken alone to get FUCKED by a bunch of guys? "

"Look at that little ass of his. I want to fuck him too. "

I kept my head down and walked forward quickly without saying a word.

Even though none of what they said was true, it still sounded harsh to my ears.

Because I had indeed been violated in a humiliating way, even though the man said it was for a checkup.

I was in so much pain that I couldn't walk properly, it was like an extra saw inside my body, and I even felt that part was still bleeding.

Not only my body, but also my heart was dripping blood.

No one would probably believe me when I say that a few days ago I was the Alpha'daughter living in the envy of everyone.

I had just graduated from a chemistry department at a top university and was guaranteed a master' s degree at a top 3 university in the kingdom, and I would be starting my graduate career in a month. I am taking the summer out to travel around the world with my boyfriend.

Listen, how wonderful, so wonderful that it is a bit unreal.

But this is my real life for twenty years.

I was what others would call a natural-born elitist. My father was a respected Alpha who provided me with a very good living.

I never had to worry about money, I had twenty closets and ten shoe closets, and countless designer bags and cosmetics.

I was taken care of in every way, despite the condition of hyperventilation syndrome.

I never let my father down, and I excelled in social, etiquette, and academic skills, especially in languages and chemistry.

From a young age, I was always ahead of my peers. By the time I was in middle school, I had learned several languages specific to the pack and won every chemistry award I could.

I met with Werewolf King on behalf of the Blue Moon Pack in junior high, and he promised me that I could work at the palace anytime after I became an adult, and even, if I wanted to, I could be the first female Alpha on an exceptional basis.

It sounded like I had a bright future ahead of me.

I was supposed to be a graduate student at a prestigious university in the near future, or more recently, I was supposed to be staying at a star resort with my boyfriend getting ready for a beach party tomorrow...

Who would have thought that I would unexpectedly end up in Sin Pack as a Slave?

I couldn't figure out why my luggage was checked for drugs.

I couldn't figure out why my boyfriend, who was always with me, would suddenly disappear.

I couldn't figure out why my family hadn't shown up until now.

It' s already the third day, my father should be here even if he is running, with my parents' concern for me as their only daughter, they would have left everything to come to my rescue.

But the truth is, the phone call was like a stone sinking into the sea. The maid in Packhouse answered my call and said she would pass it on to Alpha, and then there was no return call.

It was like I had suddenly been abandoned by the world and I was at a loss as to what to do with everything that was happening.

A few days ago I was the girl who got all the attention - my boyfriend loved me very much, my parents called every other day to say they missed me, and my college advisor was still trying to keep me in graduate school.

But overnight, it was like I was forgotten by everyone.

I became a Slave, a Slave who had no one to bail me out, who couldn't afford a lawyer, who was arrested on the spot for my crimes, and who was sent to Sin Pack to spend the rest of my life atoning for my sins.

"Here we are. "

Guard suddenly stopped in front of a cell door, and I almost bumped into him, so I hurried back.

"When you get in, be peaceful and don't get into any trouble with your cellmate. "

Guard took out the key on his belt and prepared to open the cell door. I heard him say "roommate", subconsciously look inside, only to see a strong as a mountain Male Werewolf sitting inside with his back to the door.

"With your body, you'd better not get into trouble with others, or we'll always be out of control... "

Guard glanced at me mockingly, and I understood the deeper meaning of his words.

The cold hairs on my back all stood up before I was prepared.

Creepy... Really, really creepy.

Even if I was well protected before, I had basic common sense. I knew that Sin Pack, a place full of violence and hormones, was prone to dirty things that Guard couldn't even manage.

With my appearance and size, even a man could easily be in danger, let alone a girl.

My roommate at first glance sat as tall as I was, his hands moving all the time, his arms bulging with muscles that looked as big as my head.

Guard shouted at the people inside, "Hey, don't just jerk off, your new roommate is here, be nice to her. "

When I heard Guard say those words, I felt a pang of disgust. Did I think it was too easy? I thought he was folding clothes or doing something else, but after Guard said that, I did notice that his hands were shaking a little too often.

Guard turned his head towards me and smiled evilly, "Man, you're out of luck, I don't know how you offended Alpha, he specifically told me to take good care of you. "

Alpha?

I suddenly thought of what Xavier had said in the small room, "double the alert", did...

I was so angry that I was shaking.

I could never have imagined that Xavier was this kind of person. I thought I had a chance when I met a familiar face in a foreign country, but I never thought I would get a bigger disaster in return.

He knew my secret, he knew I was a girl, yet he deliberately arranged it this way, how in the world can someone have such malice towards strangers?

I was too stupid, I was too naive, I was too well protected in the ivory tower, and now reality slapped me hard and held my head down to wake me up.

I thought I was smart, but I was just a fool, telling a bad lie and losing myself in the process.

The lock had been unlocked, and Guard pulled the door open and said, "Come on, get in. "

My heart was pounding, I moved forward, glanced at my roommate in the Pack house, and suddenly turned around and ran backwards.

"Hey! Don't run! "

Guard didn't expect me to be so bold, and he barked, followed by the movement of a gun being drawn.

I was in despair.

A runaway slave in Sin Pack was to be shot on the spot, I knew that, but I... I would really rather be killed... Rather than be subjected to inhumane humiliation.

"Click... " The sound of pulling the trigger.

I closed my eyes in despair, and the next second a gunshot sounded behind me.

"Bang! "

I was so shocked that I held my head up, yet I realized that there was no pain in my body and the bullet did not hit me.

The bullet hit the ceiling and just happened to burst a light, while a tsunami of uproar came from the Slaves on either side.

"Kill him! Kill him! "

"Kill the Guards! "

My ears automatically caught all the words, and with an untimely curiosity rising in my heart, I subconsciously glanced back, and with that glance, I stopped dead in my tracks in shock.

I saw... The Guard was dead.

The Guard who had just shot at me had been stabbed right through with a pointed steel pipe, no wonder the shot just now was so inaccurate.

His eyes were bulging with disbelief, and he was about to turn his head to see who the killer was when the steel pipe jerked and he instantly spurted blood and fell to the ground.

I looked up and saw the killer straighten up, just like my Male Werewolf roommate.

The pipe looked like it was taken from a rusty section of water pipe, and the head was artificially sharpened.

It dawned on me that he was not jerking off with his back to us, but polishing the murder weapon.

Male Werewolf bent down and grabbed the dead Guard' s gun and keys, got up and let out a wolf howl.

"Brothers! Let' s kill it out! Werewolves will never be slaves! "

"Woo-hoo-"

The door was opened and all the Slaves ran out, the alarm went off and the Guards went up to stop them and were quickly overpowered and killed back by the combined efforts of the Slaves.

In moments, the situation had spiraled out of control, with more and more Werewolf casualties, screams and gunfire ringing out.

I staggered back a step.

It was a coincidence that I seemed to have just hit the moment of Sin Pack' s riot, and it could be argued that my arrival and my escape had allowed the long-prepared man to seize the perfect moment to launch the riot.

I huddled in a corner, trying not to get involved in the fight, looking ahead at the killing, my whole being was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

The smell of blood permeated the poorly ventilated Sin Pack, and the place instantly became a hell, with Death standing in the corner, ready to come forward and swing his scythe.

"Clang! " A stray bullet suddenly shot into the iron door in front of me, and I screamed out in shock as the bouncing slug grazed my arm and a bleeding wound appeared on my arm.

What kind of a bad place is this?

Had the bullet been a little crooked just now, would I have ended my life like that?

"Boom-"

The sudden gunshot shocked everyone present, because it was not one shot, but dozens of shots fired at the same time, with a power comparable to loud thunder.

"The Alpha is coming! "

I don't know who said it, but I lifted my head from my knees and saw a group of heavily armed Guards rushing in well-trained, led by a man I knew as Xavier.

"Listen up, all slaves! Stop the riot immediately and put your hands in the air, all of you! Anyone who disobeys will be shot on the spot! "