The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate

Chapter 25

Avery

“See Avery, I know you might think we are behaving silly by living like this but this is the only choice we have.” Diana said seriously.

I lowered my head in shame.

I was using my own experience to judge these girls.

All the girls here did not have a choice or they would have chosen a better option for themselves instead of enduring.

I am lucky.

I can ask the moon goddess for help if my situation goes beyond the range I could control.

This girls don’t have that option.

I don’t think they dare to entertain any thoughts of escape.

Pity and pain rose from the bottom of my heart.

Although my escape is not sure, I wanted to bring them along but my hands are tied.

I have not catered to myself so I do not have the power and strength to include others.

I felt sorry because I could not do anything for these girls.

My escape plan can change anytime to fit any opposition I face and taking any of these girls would just be introducing variables into my plans.

“I see you don’t like the thought of serving Mr. Drake. If I may add, he is a majestic man.” Willa joked and I laughed.

“I am a very jealous woman. I can only serve one man.” I whispered, “If many women sleeps with my man, I can turn into a savage out of spite.”

All of them stared at me with various expressions on their faces.

Shock.

Disdain.

Amusement.

“Why are you staring at me like that? I am saying the truth.” I shrugged.

Diana shifted close to me, “Just don’t let Beatrice hear that from you. She will count it as an offense.“/

I hummed in agreement.

I was a newbie here so I have to lay low for a while.

Beatrice was in power so I have to try my best to stay out of her way.

I don’t want more people to have enmity with me.

People’s emotions can be a strange thing.

I don’t want Beatrice to spite me because of an offense I did against her.

I don’t want her to specially target me because that would decrease my chances of escaping further.

I rubbed my forehead.

I was stressed out because all my mind is occupied with is the thoughts of how I would escape.

I wanted to destress.

Like humans always say, all work and no play make Jack a dull boy.

I don’t want all my preparations to go to waste because I taxed my mind too much.

Working or thinking without rest would do more harm than good.

“What do you use to pass time here?” I asked curiously but all of them gave me looks that made me second guess my intelligence. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

I went over the words I poke just now.

There was nothing wrong with it so why were they giving me stares that suggested otherwise.

“See, we all do things that would make us seem like a virtuous lady.” Annette said, “We clean, train our musical skills and other similar things along the line.”

The words Annette said dropped on me like a bombshell.

I practiced how to dance and how to sing a song because I wanted to be sold.

Now, these girls were trying to tell me that this is what they do if they are not required to serve Mr. Drake.

I had been cleaning and doing the chores for the Silver Crescent Pack for as long as I could remember.

I don’t want to spend the fun time I had allocated for myself to clean this place.

To me, it would be a complete waste.

Unconsciously, my right hand caressed my tummy.

At least, thinking of my pups is enough incentive for a relaxation time.

Happiness would fill me whenever I think of my unborn pups.

The happiness washed away any type of fatigue plaguing me.

Heavy footfalls sounded and we all looked towards the source of the sound.

Beatrice was approaching.

I took a deep breath.

I had a feeling that she was coming for me.

“Why are you still wearing the clothes you brought with you? Go and change into the ones I put on your bed. Mr. Drake wants to see you.” Beatrice said and my heart fell to the pits of my stomach.

I did not change into the clothes Beatrice picked because I wanted to rebel against her passively.

Although I didn’t want to offend her, I did not want to fawn on her either.

At Beatrice’s words, all the good mood that the thoughts of my kids brought disappeared into nothingness.

My mind began to think in overdrive.

I wasn’t going to sleep with Mr. Drake but he won’t let me get away with doing that.

I had to offer something in the place of sleeping with Mr. Drake.

“Why are you standing there like a dummy?!” Beatrice scolded and I left the girls to go to my room.

I changed into the light clothes Beatrice had picked before I followed Beatrice.

I made sure I crammed the way to get back because the more knowledgeble I am, the more power I will be able to wield.

We arrived before a intricately decorated door.

Beatrice knocked softly.

“Come in.” Am authoritative voice beckoned us in.

Beatrice opened the door before she gestured for me to go in while she remained at the doorway.

I threw a final glance at her before I entered the room.

The room was Mr. Drake sleeping quartets.

I sneered.

Why would he choose to meet me here? What was he trying to do by letting me come to his bedroom?

He might be thinking that I came here to sleep with him but he would be severely mistaken.

I did not know how I should greet Mr. Drake so I just went with the greeting I was familiar with.

“Good evening.” I bowed my head a little as I said my greetings in a way that showed my respect.

Mr. Drake was the big boss here.

It would do me no good to offend him.

After my greeting, I raised my head up to observe the man that bought me. Mr. Drake was handsome and charismatic but I was still put off by his deeds.

He amasses girls for his carnal pleasure like he was an ancient emperor or king. It was obvious that Mr. Drake was a frequent customer of the Dark Dome’s auctions.

He smiled at me before he began to remove his clothes, piece by piece.

I was alarmed at his swift actions.

“Wait!” I said as I took an involuntary step forward.

He paused and then, he tilted his head to the right in askance.

I cleared my throat, “Mr. Drake-”

“Call me Fredo.” Mr. Drake interrupted. He had dropped his hands and he was looking at me in amusement.

I felt like I was a clown in the circus under his stare but I stumped down the feeling.

I met his amused gaze head on.

“Before you do anything, I have something to say.” I said.

“Go on.” He waved his hand for me to continue.

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I took a deep breath, “I am not in the right state and I would love it if you gave me

grace to have this day as a period to put my senses in the right state.” He laughed.

“I knew you were different when I saw your face.” He whispered under his breath but I caught what he said.

I don’t know if he purposely said his words in a tone loud enough for me to hear his words.

I can not predict his thinking.

“Why should I? The state of your mind does not concern me because all I need is your body.” He questioned with the amused look still on his face.

The amused look on his face was getting on my nerves.

I smiled despite how badly I wanted to smack the smile off his lips.

I knew he liked me.

Even if he did not like me, he fancied my face at least.

He wouldn’t have spent such a huge fortune if he did not like me or my face.

Besides, he said I was different.

Some men just follow the same character set.

They loved to conquer beautiful and sassy women.

These men liked the thrill that comes when they conquer a pretty women with sharp words.

It would fuel their chauvinistic ego.

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Alpha Jake was the same.

From my body language and expression, he should have gotten the hint that I did not want to be his concubine.

However, he didn’t care because he knows my pack alpha would surely order me to follow him.

Maybe alpha Jake felt like I was already in his hands and conquering me would be a matter of time.

I knew I would be taking it too far to say that Fredo loves me but I was sure he thinks I am special.

I am going to use that fact to my advantage.

“You know I can not run away and you would have me sooner or later. What does a couple of hours make?” The words I was saying was against my conscience but I said it anyway.

Saying this words is a little sacrifice on my part.

“Besides, isn’t it better for you to have both my body and my heart?” I continued. He stood up and approached me.

For every step he took, I retreated.

I knew it was futile but I couldn’t control my subconscious reaction.

“I can have your body now and I can work on getting your heart later. Then, I don’t have to wait for you to get in the right state.” He commented casually and I glared at him.

I was exasperated.

Fredo was toying with me and I did not like that.

I had to make my requests clearer.

“This night, I would dance and sing for you.” I made my offer quickly before Fredo angers me into doing something I would regret later.

“Why do you need today to get yourself in a right state? Are you planning on escaping?” He asked casually but I took his words seriously.

I observed my words and actions. I was only relieved when I saw I did not hint at my plan to escape accidentally.

“You joke.” I said nonchalantly.

Since I couldn’t guess his mind, I had to make my mindand actions hard to read

too.

He stepped back to give me little space since I was almost merged with the wall in a bid to avoid his approach.

“You will dance, sing and massage me.” He relented.

“No!” I could almost burn a hole in him with my glare.

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Swoosh!

He moved fast and before I knew it, he had the edge of my clothes in his palm. I resisted the urge to scream.

I had already forgotten that I was an omega and I was a weakened werewolf to boot.

From his smell, he was a bonafide alpha.

Even in my peak state, it would have been hard to fend him off.

I had to use my wits here.

I took another deep breath to calm my restless emotions.

“Okay, I would dance, sing and massage you.” I said through clenched teeth.

I had to remind myself that Fredo was the one in power so I won’t lash out. Fredo went back to sitting on his bed.

He made a gesture for me to start my dance.

I began to dance and sing.

I wanted to imagine that the man watching me perform was the stranger that fathered my pups but my anger at Fredo spoilt any effort I made to visualize Fredo as someone else.

The overall level of my performance dropped because I couldn’t get into the right

state.

I darted a look at Fredo and discovered his heated gaze on me.

He didn’t seem to mind that I did not dance as well as I did in the auction.

It seemed like I have gotten myself in a pickle.

This was why I wanted someone average to be the patron that would buy me. It was to prevent things like this.

It was to prevent situations that won’t allow me to have the luxury of fighting back.

I was bought by the wrong person.