Chapter 5

**Audrey's POV**

"She's the one." Jacob snarled, pointing a crooked finger at me while the huge man whose scent seemed to be attacking my nostrils stared at me with a brooding expression on his face.

I silently hoped that it was just my imagination, and that Jacob wasn't trying to sell me.

But as soon as the thought crossed my mind, he asked; "How much are you willing to give?" I wasn’t sure if it was the way he said it or the look on both of their faces but I instantly felt my breath hitch in my chest.

The man seemed hesitant, but after a few moments, said "fifty hundred."

"Well I’d take that, seeing as she’s really not important in my pack." He murmured under his breath while pointing to me disdainfully.

I felt hurt, as if he had just stabbed me in the heart.

Nothing he did surprised me anymore, yet this was the height of it, the fact that he wanted to sell me and was bargaining my price like I was worth nothing hurt.

I suddenly wanted to scream at him. To make him understand that he hurt me but I didn't because I knew that it would make him know that I was feigning amnesia.

The man offered the money to Jacob, and he collected it with a gleeful smile across his face.

I visibly stiffened as soon as Elora walked into the room with a snug smile on her face.m as she stared between Jacob and I.

From where I stood, I could see the way her eyes moved slowly along the length of the huge guy’s body and then she sighed dreamily. The slut!

"Is the deal done?" She purred sexily as she sat on the seat next to Jacob, but didn’t take her eyes off the huge man.

"Yes, she was bought for an easy price." He replied cockily; and then with a proud grin on his face, he gave her a sound kiss on the lips.

I felt my heart sink down to my stomach for the nth time today, as I felt all the pain returning.

"You can use her however you want, she's an omega who became a slave, and so does not have any worth whatsoever." She smirked while watching me.

In anger, I clenched my fists tightly, feeling my nails dig into my skin, but I didn’t care. All I cared about was smacking Elora hard across the face so that she gets a feel of what I’ve gone through.

I tried desperately to suppress the blinding rage I felt, and forced myself to calm down. It was hard to control myself, since I could feel everything inside of me burn and boil.

My hands began shaking uncontrollably, my jaw clenching tightly as I held back all my emotions, and slowly I felt a drop of tear fall from my eyes.

They were going to kill me, or worse torture me, or use me the same way a purchased slave is used.

He stood a little too close to me, bent down and whispered in my ear, "It makes me extremely glad to see you this helpless."

"The faint that you lost your memories wouldn’t save you from all the wrath I have in store for you. Do not bother about me from now though, your new master is a brutal Lycan king who I am sure would make you pay for every penny he spent here today." He added.

"You might even be made his sex slave though, I don’t care." He whispered. I could feel my fist clench and unclench continuously while I tried to keep myself from attacking him.

He walked away with a smile, leaving me with a smug looking Elora and my buyer who kept staring too intently at me; it made me uncomfortable.

Elora stood up with a smirk. It suddenly occurred to me that she must’ve suggested this to him, with the way she looked extremely happy about all of this.

I winced in pain when she hit me and felt tears form in my eyes, but I didn’t let it drop. There was no way I would let them see me cry.

Her grin only grew wider as she turned and strutted away from me.

"Get ready to leave when he does, he owns you now." She ordered.

"Slave." She spat.

She slammed the door shut, making sure that it sounded so loud that it made my ears throb.

As soon as the door slammed closed, I turned to face the man who had bought me only to notice that his eyes were already in me, burning holes into my head. 

He had this weird energy, something I couldn't quite place my hands on. It almost felt like he was someone I was familiar with even though I’d never met him in my life.    

But I didn't care about that right now, my rage and anger at the fact that I was just sold by Jacob emerged again.

My knuckles slowly turned white from clenching my fists too tight, but I didn’t care either.

"Go and get your belongings if you have any, come with me. I don't have all the time in the world." He drawled and I nodded before I immediately walked out of the room.

I knew that I didn't have much clothes or belongings, Jacob made sure he burnt that, but I still left the room pretending to go get my stuff because I needed some alone time to think about the fact that I was just sold.

It still felt quite foreign to me.

I paced around the kitchen thinking of what to do. I thought of a way to escape, but I couldn't think of any way to carry out that plan seeing as I had nowhere to go; even my mind too was blank at the moment, making it quite impossible to begin to formulate plans.

"Where the heck is this worthless slave?" I swallowed when I heard Jacob's voice bellow out from the corridor.

He walked into the kitchen and I stepped back as he walked towards me with a glare.

Before I could form a word to defend myself, he hit me, sending me flying against the wall and knocking all of my stuff over. I whimpered, holding my ribs which suddenly began to hurt like hell.

His lips curled, seemingly proud of what he had just done to me.

"You shouldn't make a client wait." He yelled, making me flinch.

I bit the inside of my cheeks to stop me from crying, the thought of being treated in such a horrible manner, made me feel sick, I started to shake.

"You're pathetic, you should be grateful I didn’t throw you into the river." He snarled.

My chest tightened, I tried hard to contain my emotion, but I couldn’t. I desperately didn't want him to get more satisfaction from inflicting me with so much pain than had gotten already.

"You don't deserve my attention." He snapped.

He looked at me, he reached up and grabbed my chin forcing me to look at him, but I refused.

When his calloused hands grabbed at my chin, I growled angrily but then I held myself, knowing fully well that I wasn’t strong enough to take him on.

The last thing I expected was for Jacob to pull my head towards him roughly and slap me across the face.

"Now get up and go." He growled.

I stood up shakily, trying my best to cover up the bruise forming on my cheek with my blouse.

My legs trembled so badly, but I managed to stumble outside, not daring to look him in the eyes until he shut the door.

Jacob's words rang through my head, and I vowed to make him pay for everything somehow.

As soon as I walked into the throne room, I saw the man seated; but when I came in, he immediately stood up and dragged me out with him.

I jerked my hands out of his as soon as our hands connected, for I immediately felt a spark run up the length of my arm.

It was impossible to think, so what the Fuck was happening!