Whatever hope I had of being rescued was dashed as the six of us were hauled out of the back of the van and manhandled by a whole new set of alphas into the lodge. I struggled and tried to shout out some more, as did one of the other omegas, but only the one. The other four seemed to be either too stunned or somehow complicit in their own kidnapping.
“This one is feisty,” the alpha carrying me over his shoulder laughed as we exited a hallway and were taken into what I could have sworn from my previous trip to Kincade Slopes was one of the conference rooms. He gave my bare backside a smack and laughed to underscore his words.
I went dead still, limp over his shoulder, my ass stinging. My head spun with panic. Would things be worse for me if I panicked and made a fuss? Would they go easy on me if I stayed quiet?
I tried the whole staying quiet thing once they hauled us into what had to be some sort of staging area for something much worse. There were about a dozen naked, bound, gagged, and, in some cases, blindfolded omegas there already. Someone had set up tall scaffold-looking things. The omegas had their wrist ties looped over hooks at the top of those bars and their feet fastened to a bar that ran along the floor.
The alpha carrying me put me down by a scaffold that matched my height. I tried to make a break for it, but he caught me and jerked my arms up to secure me in the scaffold, laughing, “Oh no you don’t.”
Another alpha there laughed at my attempted escape and subsequent restraint. “Oh, Lucas,” he said. “I knew you’d be a troublemaker.”
My eyes nearly bugged out of my head. Lucas? They knew my brother? They’d been trying to kidnap my brother and they captured me instead.
Behind the panic and terror swallowing me, a single, faint thought rose up. This wasn’t one of Lucas’s games, was it?
I would have twisted and squirmed and tried to get free, but any movement on my part hurt my wrists. Instead, I fell back on the only thing I knew might have a chance of saving me, thinking. I glanced around the room, at the other omegas. Their emotions seemed to run the gamut from just as terrified as I was to absolute calm. One of them even stood across from me, head down, eyes closed, sporting an erection, his thighs shining with slick.
What the actual heck was going on?
Even that wasn’t the end of things. There were voices in the room beside ours. Lots of voices. Deep, alpha voices. More than just that, I could smell alpha thickly in the air. Everything from warm earth to tree bark to summer sun on a sandy beach. The alpha scents were so strong it was hard to pick one out from the other, and the only time when alphas smelled that intensely was when they were close to rut.
I sucked in a heavy breath through my gag. I was naked and tied up and maybe only a day or so from heat, and there was a whole room full of alphas near rut right next to me. Every horror story I’d heard about omegas being kidnapped and used through their heat rushed back at me, and I started to weep.
All of my fight went out of me. I’d never imagined this was how it would end for me. I’d be thrown to the wolves and violated every which way. Who knew what they would do with me when they were done? They’d probably kill me so I wouldn’t talk once I was free. If I ever broke free.
My thoughts kept spiraling as the sounds in the other room grew louder and as we waited. I didn’t know how long it was before four more naked omegas were brought into the room.
“That’s the last of them,” the alpha who had kidnapped me said. “Tell Caden we can start.”
Start what? My panic mounted all over again. I squirmed a bit more, but my wrists and ankles were both tightly secured to the scaffold around me.
I didn’t have to wait long to figure out what was next for me.
“Start with the ones already in heat,” one of the masked alphas said.
The alpha who had kidnapped me whistled, and another alpha came forward to take the omega across from me, who was erect and leaking slick.
I still didn’t know what was going on until the alphas in the other room began to applaud. The conference room wall wasn’tthat thick, and I was able to hear when someone said, “Here we go, lads! Here’s a fine, ripe omega already in heat. Let’s start the bidding at a hundred thousand.”
My knees gave out under me. That was it, then. I’d been kidnapped and was about to be sold to the highest bidder. I’d be trafficked to who knew where and used in all sorts of horrifying ways. I’d had to study a little bit about human trafficking in school, since teachers were sometimes the people who knew more about what was going on in a kid’s life than their parents and when they were in danger, but those classes had been hard for me to swallow.
Here I was now, the one who was about to be auctioned for some alpha’s pleasure.
I didn’t have to wait long, either.
“That one,” the alpha who had kidnapped me, who seemed to be in charge, said, pointing to me.
I started gasping and crying all over again as one of the alphas came over to unhook my hands from above me and to free my ankles.
“Come on,” he said. “You know you love it.”
That only made me weep more as I was pushed through the rows of suspended omegas. I was taken through a doorway, and suddenly I was on a dais in front of a room filled with noisy, drooling, panting alphas in suits. Their scents and musk were everywhere, and my body reacted to it without my permission.
“Up next is lot five,” a tall, handsome alpha at a podium said. “He might look small, but he’s a fireball. Just look at that svelte, ready body.”
To my absolute horror, I was dragged to a large, black block in the center of the dais, pushed over it with my back facing the alpha audience, and spread. I sobbed as my alpha handler pulled my ass apart to show all the alphas my traitorous, dripping hole.It was the most terrifying, humiliating, horrible moment of my life.
“Shall we start the bidding at five hundred thousand for this one?” the man at the podium said.
