Sold

[Denali’s POV]

I jump up while ignoring the pain that radiates through me and look toward the two men, who are still keeping their equipment fixed on me. Frowning, I examine the cameras until I see a red flashing light and know that they are in fact recording everything that is going on.

“What do we do?” One murmurs to the other, beginning to back toward the door. “The boss didn’t say this woman had power. She said she was nothing more than an omega who couldn’t even shift.”

“That,” I say slowly, climbing off the bed and crouching. "Is where your master was wrong.”

Although I was an omega with no real connection to my wolf, that didn’t mean that I couldn’t shift. I could, but when I did, I had no control over what happened. It was like I was a background character in my own life, watching as my wolf did as it pleased.