Auctioned Mates Revenge

Three years ago, my world shattered. My family, my pack, gone. Now, I am Cherry, a pawn in a brutal game, sold to the highest bidder in a den of vice. But beneath the veneer of obedience, a fire of vengeance burns. My target: the powerful Wallber family, orchestrators of my ruin. My mission: find my sister, Angelia, and make them pay. Tonight, I step onto the auction block, a meticulously crafted lure. Will Matt Wallber, the playboy heir, take the bait? The stage is set for my revenge, and hell hath no fury like a she-wolf scorned.

Auctioned Mates Revenge

Three years ago, my world shattered. My family, my pack, gone. Now, I am Cherry, a pawn in a brutal game, sold to the highest bidder in a den of vice. But beneath the veneer of obedience, a fire of vengeance burns. My target: the powerful Wallber family, orchestrators of my ruin. My mission: find my sister, Angelia, and make them pay. Tonight, I step onto the auction block, a meticulously crafted lure. Will Matt Wallber, the playboy heir, take the bait? The stage is set for my revenge, and hell hath no fury like a she-wolf scorned.

The lingering scent of cheap industrial cleaner mingled with the stale, cloying perfume of too many bodies. I stared at the headboard, a fake wood grain pattern that had become my canvas for survival. Nine hundred and one. Each grain a day, each day a torment. My current client grunted, a disgusting, rhythmic sound that pulsed through the flimsy mattress and into my bones.

A spike of pain lanced through my hip, pulling a low groan from the man above me. Nausea, a constant companion, roiled in my stomach, but I kept my gaze fixed on the minuscule lines in the wood, counting. One, two, three, four. Focus. Breathe. Ignore.

“Fuck!” he cried, a final, wet sound before the sudden, vague emptiness. I was free, for now. I slid across the bed, away from his reach, towards the bathroom. Escape.