Chapter 4: Sold
Kaya
I can’t tell how much time has passed since Damien spoke those words. The silence grows heavier, suffocating, and the more I try to steady myself, the more I struggle to grasp the reality of what he just said.
He can’t do this. He can’t give me to that revolting Alpha. I am his favorite—no one else can have me. No one but him.
So why did he say that?
The deafening ringing in my ears finally fades, and I catch snippets of the conversation between Damien and Camilla.
"...give her to him? Don’t make me laugh," Camilla smirks, her voice laced with disbelief. Her doubt offers me a sliver of relief. She knows, too—he won’t do it.
"I’m not joking, Cam," Damien’s sharp voice cuts through the tension, and my heart plummets once more. He’s serious. "The deal’s been struck. Kaya is leaving with him first thing tomorrow."
I can’t see Luna, but I can feel her gloating from the way the air shifts. Their conversation continues, but I can no longer focus on the words. My heartbeat thunders in my ears, and a wave of bitter bile surges up my throat, threatening to spill.
I try to remain silent, but every fiber of my being screams to leave. And so, I wait. I wait for the moment when their conversation ends, and the instant I hear the doorknob turn from the other side, I gasp and dash down the hidden path Damien made for me.
I’ve been sold, traded like an object. I had grown too comfortable beside Alpha Damien, believing that my life mattered—that I had some value. But now, it seems my worth was only in being handed over to that abominable Alpha Steven, to become a miserable addition to his harem.