The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate by Fire Sprout

Chapter 18

Avery

Aria’s face was crumpled into a frown that sent chills down everybody’s spines.

After the escaping girl was helped to the shore, Aria kicked her heavily. I cringed at the kick. Aria did not show the girl pity at all.

She turned to the guards, “Whip her till she is half dead! That would teach her to listen to instructions.”

The order successfully frightened the rest of the girls. I wasn’t frightened but I kept my head bowed to give off the impression that I was scared. I did not want Aria to target me because I am giving her the impression that I was challenging her authority.

People like her value submission very much. She doesn’t want people to fight back if she bullies them. She would prefer her victims to be as obedient as they can be.

A classic example of a bully.

I knew I had to be well behaved for now.

I had to know where we were and I had to be familiar with the way the guards are stationed.

I have to blend in to the best of my capabilities or I would be at risk.

Aria swept her gaze over us.

“Let this incident be a warning to you people. In this place, the only way you can survive is to listen to your superior’s instructions.” Aria had her hands folded across her chest as she kept her sharp eyes on us.

I could see that the remaining girls blamed the shewolf that failed in her escape, If any of them had thoughts of running away before, the shewolf had already rendered any effort they are about to do useless.

She had made Aria and the guards wary.

They would extra careful when dealing with the girls.

“Hey! Why is your hair covering your face?” Aria shouted.

She turned to me and my heart sank.

Even as I was bathing in the river, I took great care in order not to show

my face.

I thought I could get away with hiding my face. I did not know it would be exposed this soon.

Aria’s gaze did not budge from me and I could not pretend like I did not know she was talking to me.

The guards patrolling the river stopped to watch me. The other five girls also stared at me.

I knew I was already behaving suspicious but one part of me wished it wasn’t me Aria was talking to.

wish didn’t come

to you! Show your face.” Aria’s gaze was

face towards the back

do it myself than

would add

few gasps rang out and everywhere turned

hand was held

had their eyes glued

came from one of the

uncomfortable by all the gazes I was getting. I knew I would induce a similar reaction if I exposed my face so I hid

are so beautiful, why are you trying to hide it? Don’t you know your future

type that would find fault in every thing I do, it

of the girls. I don’t know where the gaze came from and I didn’t care to

these girls that had landed in

hell with their various behaviors and I had naively wanted to save these

hurt me in

ask me any questions about my beauty again as I did not reply

back to the front of the dark room that had

eyes observed our

don’t care what you were before coming here but you have acquired a new identity. Your identity is the slave of

the Dark Dome was the name of the

stumbled into the Dark Dome’s territory but the other

selling of slaves. Their speciality had to

why werewolves are selling

be buying us are. I don’t know if they are

present just looked at Aria without saying anything.

our silence and obedience

don’t know what she wanted.

somebody disrespects her, she is offended and if somebody respects her, it would still turn out the same. She would still

are part of the commodity we sell to our patrons.” Aria said in an

enthusiasm when she was speaking to the

my head to clear it of thoughts pertaining

her in the open wasn’t an

chin. “I know that

You girls would

hooked.” Aria smiled but it looked sinister, “You getting out of here would depend on your cababilites. If we try to aunction you three times and you are not still sold off, your future would

don’t want to be shared by men that are more than two, you better strive to be sold

advice Aria was giving was the worst kind of advice ever but

Dark Dome organization

want to keep a stagnant burden that doesn’t make profit around

why the thought of the stranger that I gave my first night to came