On My Knees

-2016-

I jolt up from my slumber from a banging at my door, "Wake up E! It's time for you to work that ass for my friends. Don't disappoint me." I felt the threat in his voice, his footsteps thumped away while one of the maids slipped in. She walked to my and unlocked the chains around my wrist. I looked down at my wrist and rubbed them, they stung.

"Come on E...we don't wanna keep him waiting..." The maid mumbled, I looked up at her, the maid was one of my friends I made here. She just came in 3 years ago, she still hasn't gotten used to this place...I don't blame her.

Sighing, I nodded and stood. But before I could fully stand she embraced me and clinged.

"Mary?! What's wrong??" I slowly rapped my arms around her and rubs her back. She shook and I heard her weep, she sniffled and hiccuped.

"T-they...they marked me E....last night...they m-marked me!" She clings more. Marking by a werewolf is like a death sentence for us humans....we aren't strong enough to shift...especially when we're beaten, raped and hardly fed...

"Mary....I'm so sorry..."

"What are we gonna do?!" She stuttered. I froze a little, you can't do anything but get stronger and pray to God for mercy.

"I...I don't know but we'll figure something out." Ive never been marked, I manage to weasel my way out of all the Marking parts...most of the time I get...the session...but no marking.

"I don't wanna die..."

"I know...hm...don't worry we have next full moon till it happens. We've got time." It was only a few days ago when the last full moon, but it may seem a long time, it really isn't. Training to become a werewolf takes years, "Really....?" She asked with a little hope. I nodded and gave her a fake smile. That fake smile gave her hope...I know it's a lie...but it's all she has.

But I have a plan, I've been planning it for over the past two years. You may think this is ridiculous but I'm on my knees at this point. We, slaves, all are. And today it's in motion.

"E!!! Mary!!! Hurry your asses before I come beat them!" Our master, Eric, controls this pack....the Lone Wolf Pack. He's the Alpha, and an asshole...

"Y-yes sir." Mary quickly replied to him, while wiping her tears off her cheeks. I watched her walk out of my pitiful chambers, when she disappeared I grabbed some clothes. The only clothing we have were stripper close...we were the entertainment.

I touched the leathered strip close, I shook lightly and tears threatened to fall. I sucked in my breath and shook it off, it's almost over I told myself. As I took my clothes off I start slipping on the uniform.

"E, I have a guest and he is very special, so dress your best alright?" I heard Eric's horrid voice from behind me.

"Yes sir."

He walks closer to me and raps his dry and disgusting arms around my waist, while laying his chin on my head. I'm not that tall, 5,9 is my height. Werewolves are tall depending on their ranking.

"Your so beautiful E..." He whispers in my ear. Then he kisses my neck lightly. I shivered lightly I wanted him to keep his disgusting lips to himself, but if I move away.....well....you know what happens to us at this point.

"Ok.." I stuttered out, but he chuckles,"you don't know that do you? Well anyway this guest....I want you to treat him with the best body work you can do~ Mkay~?" A small smirk started to form on his mug. "Don't screw it up or else I'm feeding you to my pack." He let go of my waist and started to walk away.

When I heard my door close I broke down in tears. I'm not an object I repeated in my head over and over and over...like a broken record. I can't do this anymore...I want to kill myself...

No...no! I can't think that just a little while longer, I need to do this for them...for Mary...and the other girls. I have to do this, wiping my face I glared at myself in the mirror.

"You got this, just little more time." I said quietly.

A few minutes later, after covering my face in makeup and leather. I look back at the dirty mirror,"Time is on our side this time..."

I walked out of my chambers and down the hallways where the other girls were. Some were filled with screams and moans, some had blood on the doors, but what scares me was the howls of the wolves. I will set the cage free, soon.

The clip clops of my heels gave me away,

"Psst! E come here." I look at a girl, her hair was red and eyes were blue. That's Liss, Eric's sister. And just like her brother she's an asshole but a slut as well. "what?" I asked.

"There's a guest here"

"So I've heard...."

She giggles, "He's hot you know~ and I heard he came here lookin for a Mate~"

"...ok?"

She places her hands on her breast and pulls the up trying to make them look bigger. "I call dibs!"

"Ok" I don't care, I don't get the werewolf stuff. Sorry but I just don't get it, like how does the love stuff even work? I heard you can smell your mate when they are near but it doesn't work for humans.

"Go make some alcoholic beverages for us E. I want him drunk like a freshly broken man~" I rolled my eyes and walked away saying "Yes ma'am"

As I enter the kitchen I pulled out ingredients for the drinks as well as ice. The kitchen wasn't that big, we don't have a dining table in the kitchen, it's in the ball/party room where all the men drink and talk. And where we get taken to a room...

blending the drinks I hear Liss talking over the phone. I'm assuming she's talking to a side piece, but when I start to hear bits of the conversation.

"Yea yea yea, bring her here tomorrow afternoon."

Her?...hm.

"Chop chop E!"

"Sorry sorry!"

I poor the drinks and place them on a metal tray, I look at her,"where would you like it miss?"

She looks at me and glares, "with my future Mate idiot"

I nod and walked, your the idiot I told myself. Looking around to spot the guest, I walked around analyzing. No one looked new...just the same.

After a few moments of looking I start to turn to head back to the kitchen. But as I turned the tray slammed against someone who was behind me, getting alcohol all over me and the person I just ran into. My heart stopped, oh shit!!! Shit shit shit!!!! I made a mess!!! Omg!!! My eyes grew small as I looked up at the person slowly, it was a male, 6, 9, hair the color of White snow, eyes the darkest red I've ever seen. He was very well built, his muscles seem to pop out of his clothing, he had multiple scars on his face, one over his right eye and another on his lip. Wait...the Alcohol! On his clothes! His clothes looked expensive and stylish...And I fucked it up!!!!

He was looking down at his soaked clothes and shaking the liquid of his hands, then he looked up at me. It sent chills down my spine, not In a bad way tho...but why? He examined me and cleared his throat, "Do you need a towel?"