Chapter Two

A man walks his way through the crowd, then starts climbing the steps to the catwalk. There's a spotlight behind him, so his face is shrouded in darkness. You squint, trying to make out his features. Then he steps up to you and gives the auctioneer and Ivan a death stare. They stepped in fear. I wondered who it was for him to instill fear in someone without saying anything.

He must be someone powerful. The audience went silent suddenly and I heard the words I hoped and never expected in the 22 years of my life to happen to me

"MATE" he growled before using body to cover mine.

"Everybody out" a loud voice rang through the entire room and everywhere became loud and noisy as the men were struggling to get out of the room.

The auctioneer and Ivan tried leaving the stage but was stopped by two men.

" Dante Blackwood…. I mean Alpha Dante" Ivan stammered as he stepped back unable to hold his footing.

" We didn't know she was your mate. If we knew we wouldn't have done anything to her"

His name was Dante BlackWood. That name rang a bell in everyone ears. His pack was to be feared so much as they were dangerous and showed no mercy.

But I am in his arms and I felt a sense of safety with him here.

As he wraps his arms around me, his scent envelopes me like a comforting embrace. There's a hint of earthiness, like the warmth of freshly fallen rain on dry soil. The subtle musk is reassuring, like the familiar notes of a well-worn leather jacket.

The car comes to a stop in front of the pack house. He opens the car door and scoops me in his arms. The scent of pine wafts through the air, and the soft rustle of leaves adds a natural symphony to the atmosphere.

As we gotten into the building , pack members bow in acknowledgment, their eyes exchanging a mix of confusion and knowing glances. The air buzzes with an unspoken tension, a blend of respect and curiosity. I can feel the weight of their stares.

The scent of aged wood mingles with the subtle fragrance of wildflowers, creating a unique atmosphere. Soft lights cast warm, inviting glows, revealing glimpses of intricate tapestries and paintings that adorn the walls.

Finally, we reach a room, the door opening to reveal a space before he puts me down.The room is cozy and inviting. Warm lights softly illuminate the worn wooden furniture—a sturdy desk, comfy leather chairs, and a bed with earthy-colored linens. Artwork adorns the walls,'. The carpet feels plush beneath bare feet.

As i stepped away from him enters, i wrapped the blanket around myself, creating a momentary shield. With shaky hands, i look around, taking in the unknown space.

"What do you want to do with me?"my voice trembles, even though I tried to appear strong.

He looked at me for a moment, I assumed

" Is that a question? You're mine have you forgotten. I bought you " Dante asked with a harden voice and spared me no glance as he headed for the door and left.

I was taken aback by his answer.