Chapter 5 The Auction
My hand trembled beside me, anger, confusion, and fear crashed down through my body, it was so overwhelming that I didn’t realize the hot tears flowing down my cheeks.
I wondered if this was merely my bad luck. Why did I get a second chance to live in this body? I wasn’t even given a chance to process everything that had happened.
"Someone, clean her up. The auction will start in an hour."
Alpha Caelen’s voice echoed through the air, cutting my trail of thoughts. Some of the servants rushed towards me, aggressively pulling me along with them.
The anger boiling in my heart made it difficult not to say anything. I forcefully yanked my hands away from their grips. Then, I turned around, running back to the man who claimed to be my father.
"Alpha Caelen..." I shouted, making him stop in his tracks.
He turned, facing me. His brown eyes looked at me with slight surprise, but he quickly masked it with an irritated expression.
"I need to have a word with you," I was grateful for my voice coming out firmly, a stark contrast to my inner mind which was already trembling like a dry leaf before the wind.
He raised his hand up, signaling the servants to stop. They immediately obeyed, retreating a few steps back.
His cold eyes pierced through me, shattering every resolve that I had gathered. His presence was suffocating and demeaning.
I swallowed, my hand clenching into a fist. I had struck deals with powerful men in my world before, they were also intimidating. With that thought, I parted my lips.