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.

have any time to admire the furnishings of this mansion because if I slowed down for a second, the plump woman leading me to our destination would turn around

reached our

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

the right side, a building with numerous

girls were stuck inside the iron cages. The postures the girls were in

not enough space to move around and the girls in the

I felt disgusted.

my patron’s overall image because he had attended the Dark Dome’s auction to buy slaves, my impression of him fell. further

righteous face but

that were

they did not feel the difference between life

sense began giving out warning signs.

had a background

had girls locked up inside cages like this.

the plump woman that led me here

schooled my features so I won’t show what I

woman led me to the building that sat on

me to a

your room. We do things in a special way here.” The

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

person in this place and her words would give me a hint on how things

the instructions you are given without any questions.” The woman said.

at

question I had to ask or I

asked and the look on the

look, I knew I had overstepped some kind of invisible boundary. “What is your name?” She asked.

eyes on her, “My name is Avery.”

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

don’t have any relation with you.” The woman

I don’t think this woman would appreciate any

subservient to those in higher positions. The last rule is to worship everything Mr. Drake does. He is

she assigned to me and she pointed on the light clothes that

and get ready for when

of her words did not sit well with

vibes the word ‘patron‘ gave me when I

patron was named Mr. Drake.

“Serve?” I repeated.

head around what I think

what is to come when I was sold by the Dark Dome organization, I

me like an high speeding truck.

are behaving like a virginal maiden. You know what serving Mr. Drake means. It means you have to sleep with him. Simple.” The woman said with

was still smiling as she left my

stand up to close the door because I was still digesting everything

to burn in my heart

don’t know who he thinks he is to amass girls for his enjoyment

he is an ancient era emperor

me to, I wanted to only have sex with my lifelong partner instead of men I knew I

never sleep with Mr. Drake.

against my feelings and

escape even if the action