The Sentence

“And why do you think so?” Alpha Lawrence asked.

“Simple. Emma Mondragon has a great body, look at her, I believe humans will like it as she will definitely fetch a high price.” Beta Miguel responded, a faint smile curled up on his lips, his intention became so much more vivid.

“Oh? It’s for that reason…” Alpha nodded his head in realization as he retracted his gaze and turned to the crowd.

“What do the others think about Beta Miguel’s suggestion?”

“That sounds good, I agree!”

“I agree!”

“l agree!”. Just like that, the words i agree’ echoed repeatedly within the crowds, for money, they were willing to risk being hunted by humans to sell me.

My legs finally gave in as I finally collapsed on the cold ground. Being sold as a slave was something worse than death. Who knew what hell would come upon me once i became a slave, it was so unimaginable but I stood no chance for a bargain seeing how enthusiastic the crowd was, and their affirmation of Beta Miguel’s suggestion, alpha Lawrence nodded his head, having to take up his mind, he turned to look at me nonchalantly and finally voiced out his decision,

 “You have been found guilty of the charges against you, being cursed that brings misfortune to our pack, and that is a grave sin that even the Goddess is no doubt will hate, therefore, with the power bestowed upon me by the Goddess of moon, I, Lawrence 0zias, alpha of the Savage Tyranny Pack, sentence you, Emma Watson, to be banished and be Sold to the human Slavers.”

Emma’s POV

“Perfect!” the moment Slave Traders saw me step out of the carriage, his eyes shone brightly in response. I didn’t know if he really meant it but at that exact moment,

He gave Beta Miguel his thumbs up as they shook hands in approval the “goodies” he brought.

For the first time in my life, I was dressed in something really extravagant. It was a luxurious peach dress embedded with several jewels that glimmered in the reflection of light. It revealed my delicate shoulders and some part of my rosy chest. It was long back and short front, revealing my long legs and my feet in red boots, I guess I looked good in it since I could easily tell that all of their gazes were directed at me.

“I’m not lying to you, am i? Roger? She is the princess of the enemy kingdom we defeated a few days ago with her unrivaled beauty, I’m sure, eight hundred thousand gold is not enough of a sum for her price, right?” Miguel explained with a faint smile, his plump belly made it seem like he was the expert merchant here. He rubbed his plump chin as if scrutinizing me as he nodded his head and added. I was taken aback by the sudden remark of the Beta though to think that the very reason why they let me wear such extravagance was because of this I really was speechless, I almost yielded to my urges to puke. What princess? Princess in the illusion of their greed?

“Haha, you completely underestimate the power of beauty, my friend” Roger suddenly laughed in response. He shook his head slowly as he continued.

“This time I will give you 1 million, next time there are such goods remember to give me first priority”

“Haha, that’s for sure! Then one million it is, deal?” Beta Miguel replied.

“Deal,” Roger replied with a slight smile as they shake hands again after which, he outstretched his hand to shake the other party’s.

“Deal” Beta Miguel did the same as he grabbed the other members hands and shake, the deal was completed and I, Emma Mondragon, had officially become a slave.

**

I don’t know how long it’s been all i know is that we’ve been in a constant rush for the past few days, we came by quite a few stops to collect the other slaves that the Slavers were supposed to deliver, as of now, we were here in one of their bases to collect the other slaves held there and unlike all the other slaves, I am not chained with iron chains. Instead, I am handcuffed with silver, shackled hands and feet. but what’s the difference? I’d already etched in my heart that no one would come to save me I saw the slaver traders packing up their things, they put us, slaves, to the cargos as we were finally headed to our final stop. It was a place called the Black Market. I heard that I would be sold there In the auction for the rich humans to enjoy, and as for what is the ‘enjoy’ meant, I didn’t even want to think time passed by and soon the night comes after a long while of a journey, we enter a new place in which trees had long been withered not a single plant or grass could be seen standing anywhere in the place, only small and pinkish-red mushrooms growing on the trunks of the dead trees, I could spot some vultures from a distance feeding, I could only describe the place in two words. ‘Dead’ and ‘hopeless’, it gave out vibes so much similar to mine, there was also this red mist floating from here and there, giving off an ominous feeling everyone there knew that this red mist was the cause of death of the trees and plants out there. and they needed to be extra careful. It was intensely silent until…

“What the hell is with the moon? Why is its color like that?”

“Who knows? It looks creepy. Perhaps a sign of a great catastrophe, maybe someone angered the moon goddess hahaaa?”

“Don’t joke around, boss. Can’t you tell it’s beautiful? It must be a sign of good fortune, who knows what the future holds for us, I think we might be up to some good sales and purchases!” I heard the two men driving the cargo talking to each other.