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.

did not have any time to admire the furnishings of this mansion because if I slowed down for a second,

we reached our

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

a building with

The postures the girls were in was

move around and the girls in the cages had to sit

I felt disgusted.

attended the Dark Dome’s auction to buy slaves, my impression of him fell. further at the scene before

a righteous face but his deeds were

faces of some girls that were in the iron cages

did not feel the difference between life and

sixth sense began giving out warning signs.

a background that was darker

don’t know why he had girls

spacing out!” The cold voice of the plump woman that led me here jolted me out of my

features so I won’t show what I was

woman led me to the building that sat on the

showed me to

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

geared up.to hear what she

a key person in this place and her words would

instructions you are given without any questions.” The

nodded at

had to ask or I would

inside cages?” I asked and the look on the woman’s

overstepped some kind

kept my eyes on her, “My

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,

are asking me questions on matters that don’t have

not say a word because I don’t think this woman would appreciate any replies or words that comes

to those in higher positions. The last rule is to worship everything Mr. Drake does. He is like a god here.” The

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

for when Mr. Drake would call you

sound of her words did not sit well with me

the same vibes the word ‘patron‘

my patron was named Mr.

“Serve?” I repeated.

what

what is to come when I was sold by the Dark Dome organization, I had hoped for an alternative way to

hit me like an high

and you 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

as she left my room.

door because

my heart

to amass girls for his enjoyment

he is an

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

never sleep

is against my feelings

the action would turn out to be