Escaping

Inside a spacious room with a white and clean interior, a group of young girls with varying beauty sat on a stool while some stood at the side.

Their appearance was neat and their body was adorned with a proactive white linen dress and underneath it was their beautiful figure that could be seen even with half-closed eyes and jewels adorned their neck and wrist as their sweet voice rang in the room.

"The auction is going to start soon!" One of them said, her eyes shining.

"Yes, I heard that the guests attending were all eminent men, how I wish one of them would bid for me and make me his!" Another one said, her face lighting up as she made her wish.

"You can wish that again after your face scores at least a solid seven!" A girl with an even lovelier face said, and it wasn't hard to distinguish disdain from her tone.

The girl to whom these words were directed to glares at her, but doesn't say anything and only clenches her hand quietly.

The room also turns awkwardly still but the silence is broken by another girl with a round face as she points at a wolf lying at the corner of the room, her eyes shining with curiosity.

"Hm, who is that?"

And her question brought back the girls' chattering spirit.

"Her? I heard that she was just bought very early this morning and that too with a high price." A girl replied from the crowd.

"How much was that high price to the auction house when they are going to make thrice the amount, but I'm sure that she must be a beauty."

"I second that," Another girl nodded and pointed out. "I've never seen a wolf with silver fur, only in legends that I've heard."

"Indeed."

"Mistress is coming!" One of the girls suddenly yelled and after craning their neck to see if it was true and seeing that it was indeed so, all the girls instantly stood up and bent gracefully in bowing and footsteps could be heard as a woman entered the room, followed by two middle-aged women.

The woman walking in front was wearing a silky purple dress that reached her calf and was sewed with golden threads with a flower design on it, her face was cold and hard and her lips were painted in fiery purple and her very high cheekbone and thin lips gave her feature a mean look while her pitch black eyes was enough to scare people away.

The woman didn't bother to look at the girls who were paying their respects to her as her heels walked to the figure at the corner of the room.

It was Anastasia.

Anastasia had woken up since long ago, enough to hear the girls' wishes and chattering and their guesses about her look.

She felt her heart swell up in anger as she realized she was now sold to an auction house.

She wanted to open her eyes but she didn't so as to gain some information from the girls as they would probably not reveal much if they saw her awake.

Then came the loud footsteps as if she was a warrior and she didn't know who the person was, but from the word 'Mistress' as was used to address her by one of the girls, she knew that the person was probably the one in charge of the auction.

She still kept her eyes closed and was waiting for the person to talk or make a movement when suddenly, something cold was poured on her, it was cold water and only goddess knew where they had stored it to make it so chilling, they probably even added ice to it and that was enough to make her slowly open her eyes and her gaze slowly landed on the three people around her.

Her eyes settled on the person who was pouring the water on her as she just handed the pail in her hand to one of the plump middle-aged women behind her and her grim face which looked as if one owed her a million gold coins reminded Anastasia of her father.

"Quickly shift back into your human form and go take a bath, we didn't have all day here for you, slave!" The first thing the woman did when she opened her mouth was to yell and a word she said made Anastasia subconsciously retorted.

"I am not a slave."

The woman sneered as soon as Anastasia said this and her long painted index finger purple pointed at herself.

"Then are you saying I am the slave here? Seems like you didn't have parents to teach you how to behave, if not for the fact that I am preparing you for the auction, ten whips was all it takes to turns you into a good girl, trust me."

She turns to the two middle-aged women beside her and orders. "Make sure to clean her up very well, there is a high chance that she will be sold tonight." Saying this, the woman turned around and left, leaving Anastasia swallowing as she was sure that she was really going to be sold.

And before she could dwell too much, the two middle-aged women roughly grabbed her and took her out.

Soon, they arrived at a big bathroom.

"Quickly take a bath, or we will help you." One of the women icily said, throwing her into the cold bathtub.

Anastasia hurriedly shifted into her human form, and the two middle-aged women couldn't help but be surprised before they nodded appreciatively as they looked at her human appearance.

"Seems like paying such a huge amount on this girl is worth it." One of the women said, admiring her beauty.

"Of course it is, or did you think my father would have a plan to gift me to that Alpha?" Anastasia scoffed inside her heart.

Of course, the two women didn't know this, or they would have taught her a lesson for being a narcissist.

When the rogues brought her earlier and asked for five gold coins, they felt that she wasn't worth it, after all, the most amount the nobles' werewolves would pay was between 100 to 300 copper coins which amounts to 10 to 30 gold coins, but when they discovered that she was a breeder wolf, which was extremely rare, they offer 40 gold coins to the rogue.

If Anastasia was to hear these, she would have broken down into tears. After all, she has twenty-five times the amount they sold her, before, because she wasn't able to take the money with her when she was being kidnapped.

"Now, take off your clothes." One of the women demanded, her hand on her waist as she stared down at her.

Anastasia frowned.

They're asking her to get naked, are they kidding?

But before she could say anything like refusal, the woman who gave the order had already stepped forward and crouched down in front of the bathtub and started stripping her, catching her off guard. And apart from that, she felt extremely humiliated.

"I can bathe myself." She said, struggling to pry the woman's wrinkled hand off her dress.

But the woman didn't care and after finishing stripping her, they bathed her as if she was a kid.

After that, they gave her a dress to change into which was more or less the same as the see-through the other girls were wearing, and that made her feel even more uncomfortable as she had a feeling that she wasn't even wearing a thing, further strengthening her resolve to leave no matter what it takes.

The woman then brought her back to the room, telling the other girls to be prepared.

As soon as she entered, the girls' eyes turned green as they observed her. She was tall and slender, curvaceous and thin at the right place and she also got what most girls desired for, a full bosom.

The girls felt sour and gathered themselves in the group, chatting about one thing or the other, leaving only Anastasia out.

But she didn't care, she sat near the window, looking very bored but her mind was calculating how she was going to escape.

"We are on the third floor, where could I run to?" She thought carefully.

After a while, a guard knocked on the door and his rough voice informed. "Time for the auction, everyone should get out."

There were at least thirty girls in the room, and the moment they heard this, they instantly stood up and started rushing out.

The moment the last person went out, Anastasia didn't hesitate to jump out of the window with a swift movement.

The guard didn't know this though, thinking that the person that came out was the last member as he didn't hear any movement from inside, thus he shut the door and left.

Anastasia landed on the first floor and some guards were patrolling, but thankfully, they didn't see her.

She turned around and a frustrated sigh came out of her parted lips as a realization dawned on her, she didn't know where the exit was.

She heard some voices behind her, causing her to turn briskly and walk to the thin alley by her left and hold in her breath.

After the people left, she carefully peeped out right and left to see if anyone was coming and when she saw no one, she couldn't be any more glad inside as stepped out and started running to her front.

From afar, she could hear some howls, and then followed by quick footsteps, and then a faint voice which she only managed to hear thanks to her good hearing.

"Where is that white wolf?!"

Anastasia's eyes narrowed slightly as her heart pounded against her chest, it was the so-called mistress.

They find out too early.

Soon, she heard countless footsteps which she guessed to be the guards'.

She started running in the opposite direction and she hadn't taken more than ten steps before she heard another chaotic footstep.

"Damn." She found herself cursing, feeling frustrated as she turned around, however, she caught a glimpse of the incoming guards' armor, causing her to bite her lips, not knowing what to do.

If she waits a little longer, she will soon be surrounded by the guards from both sides.

Drawing in a deep breath, her eyes flashed with determination before she looked behind her, where there was a window.

She remembered what she heard from those rogues that those present in this auction were all Alphas that come to buy themselves some Mistress, thus, she concluded that the person in this room would have gone to the auction hall.

Her sharp claws pried open the window and she stood on her tiptoes and without thinking twice, she nimbly jumped in and after landing in the room, she hurriedly close back the window back and she could hear the steps of the guards come to a halt, right where she stood earlier, in front of the window.

"She is not here?"

"You also didn't find her?"

"Yes. Maybe we have to resort to searching the room one by one, Mistress has given the order, we must find her no matter what!"

"Okay then, let's disband and search for her one by one."

"Yes!"

Anastasia heard countless footsteps depart to different places and she placed her hand on her chest, calming down her loud beating heart.

After calming down herself, she finally had the time to check out where she was.

Looking at the lavishly decorated bedroom with posh carpet and expensive sofa, she commented.

"The owner must be rich."

And at the same time, she heard a calm footstep and she slowly raised her head to look in that direction, and the moment she saw the figure which she determined to be the owner, she was dumbfounded.