The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate by Fire Sprout

Chapter 23

Avery

After collecting the small tube of pink liquid and the key to the armband on my wrist, my patron led me outside to a high end Lamborghini packed at the rear of the building the auction was held in.

I was not in the mood to fawn on my patron so I looked out of the tinted. windows of the Lamborghini in boredom.

My patron sat by my side.

Since he was very close to me, my senses that had been dulled by the armband noticed that he was a werewolf.

My heart sank.

My worst fears had come true.

My patron was a werewolf and by the look of things, he was a strong and influential werewolf.

My chances of escaping went below the average percent.

My patron did not say his name. He didn’t even say anything to me but I felt like the calm he was exhibiting to me would be the calm before a storm.

My mind tried to come up with solutions to this new twist in my predicament but I still came up blank.

I was entangled with my thoughts so I did not know when we arrived at my patron’s residence.

My patron cleared his throat to bring me out of my thoughts.

I looked down in embarrassment.

I came down from the vehicle as slowly as I could.

It is as if time would slow down if I moved like a snail.

I did not wish to face my situation but there was nothing I could do.

I could not stall forever.

I followed my patron into the huge mansion before us.

The mansion was big on the inside unlike the portable outside appearance it had. Luxurious decorations and furniture came into my sights as I entered.

My patron rang a bell that was beside the door and footsteps sounded.

A plump woman appeared.

She bowed to my patron.

“Teach her the rules of this place. When I need her, I would call for her.” My patron said before he left.

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He did not hand over the key to my armband and the small tube of pink liquid to the new arrival. He brought it with him when he exited.

Immediately my patron left, the ingratiating expression on the woman’s face disappeared and a cold one took its place.

“Follow me.” The plump woman said before she led me through a couple of hallways.

to admire the furnishings of this mansion because if I slowed down for

we reached our destination.

that was as big as a large window filled the left part

the right side, a building with numerous doors

The postures the girls were in was

was not enough space to move around and the girls in the cages had to sit in one position.

I felt disgusted.

I had dropped the evaluation of my patron’s overall image because he had attended the Dark Dome’s auction to buy

had a righteous face but his deeds were the opposite.

faces of some girls that were in the

not feel the difference between life and

began giving

that bought me had a background that was darker than I thought.

he had girls locked up inside cages

plump woman that led me here jolted me

show what I was feeling on

on the right side of the space she

to a

things in a special way here.” The

ears geared up.to hear what she has to say.

a key person in this place and her words would give me

you are given

nodded at

question I had to ask or I would not

those girls inside cages?” I asked and the look on the woman’s face turned colder than it

knew I had overstepped some kind

her,

said before, we have special ways we do things here. I don’t know if you have forgotten the first rule I mentioned previously.” The woman spat, “I will repeat the first rule again. The first rule is

that don’t have any relation

a word because I don’t think this woman would appreciate any replies or words that comes out of my mouth.

obedient and subservient to those in higher positions. The last rule

entered the room she assigned to me and she pointed on the light clothes

for when Mr. Drake would call you to

her words did not sit well with me at all.

the same vibes the word

seemed my patron was named Mr. Drake.

“Serve?” I repeated.

what I think

sold by the Dark Dome organization, I had hoped for an alternative way to the

me like an high speeding

as old as this and you are behaving like a virginal maiden. You know what serving Mr. Drake means. It means you have to sleep with him.

still smiling as

door because I was still digesting everything I

burn in my heart for Mr. Drake.

he thinks he is to amass girls for his enjoyment and

he think he is an ancient era emperor

only have sex with my lifelong partner instead of men I knew

sleep with

is against my feelings and principles.

would rather try to escape even if the action would turn out to be a futile