Page 5 of Knot My Sin

A sea of men and women shout in front of me as my eyes widen.

“You’re in for a treat!” the beta yells out. I can tell he’s a beta by his lean muscles, and he’s not as broad as most alphas. I also don’t think an alpha would lower himself to work here day in and day out without losing control the way that Trey almost did earlier.

“This collar tells me this little omega was bred for slavery, and will do anything you wish,” the beta continues. I was sold into this world, but otherwise he’s right. I’m weak, and utterly at the mercy of an alpha’s bark.

“She will be your perfect breeding machine or kinky little fuck toy. Her name doesn’t matter because when her heat takes over, she won’t care what it is either. Smell how sweet she is, friends!”

I’ve never had a heat before, but I don’t feel differently. I’m not perfuming the way the books I’ve read in Trey’s home while he’s been away detail, and I don’t have puddles of slick flooding my panties.

I don’t understand why he’s lying to them, unless it’s to sell me for a higher price, because I don’t even feel extraordinarily warm either.

The beta makes me second guess myself though, and panic starts to flow through me. God, please don’t let me go into heat here, that would be disastrous. Trey’s hormone suppressants have made my body very confused, so I don’t know what’s possible anymore.

“I’ll start the bidding at one-hundred thousand dollars, friends! Can I hear the next bid?” the beta asks.

Numbers fly around the room as people scream so quickly it makes my head spin. My lashes flutter as a roar fills my ears that has nothing to do with the yelling in front of me. My anxiety is high, my teeth are starting to chatter in the freezing cold room that should feel warmer, and all I can fucking smell is caramel salted popcorn.

All too soon, I hear a voice that ends the bidding. “Two million dollars!”

“Sold!” the beta yells eagerly. I can’t imagine that much money, and I sway on my feet. “Little whore, you will stand your ground, you hear me? You’ll be out of my hair in the next few moments, and then I’ll never have to deal with you again.”

The beta is angry that I’m feeling lightheaded, and he drags me to the stairs, where someone helps me down them. My bare feet stumble as I walk, words of shock and sadness filling my thoughts.

What will become of me? Whose new shiny toy will I be now?

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FLYNN

Fuck. Watching the omega I just bought being hauled off the stage hurts my heart more than the rage and confusion coming from my alpha’s bonds. Something came over me when I saw her large, tortured eyes gazing over the crowd that I don’t understand.

“What the fuck are we going to do with another omega, Flynn?” Ambrose snarls as we start moving through the crowd to collect her.

All sales are final at the Jefferson City Auction House, and there are no exceptions. Ever. The security in this building is insane, and I know Ophelia has a mafia backer for her business.

“I don’t know what happened,” I wail. “I’m sorry. I know we’re only here to help Jasper, but I felt this need to bid when she walked out on stage. I couldn’t help it. There was this bubble of pressure in my body, and then I was bidding two million dollars.”

Jasper Rivers is a friend of ours, and he’s been looking for his sister for years. His parents sold her the night she presented as an omega at ten-years-old. While we aren’t good men, we do have some morals. Selling children is a disgusting practice, and my stomach turns as I think about the reasons for someone buying her so young.

“You have good instincts,” Everest grunts, wrapping his large hand around the back of my neck. It’s comforting, and I lean into his strength. The scent of nutmeg and heather wrap around me, reminding me of who I belong to.

“I trust them, and we have the money, I just don’t see what’s so special about her,” Everest continues, wrinkling his nose.

“Yet,” Shaw mutters. “God, girl omegas are such a pain in the ass.”

I didn’t think this through. Fuck. Omegas typically can’t share space together because of how territorial we are. Fuck, what if she smells bad? Do I really want her scent all over my things?

“Breathe,” Everest reminds me in my ear. “Baby, it’s going to be okay. What’s a little impulsivity between pack members?”

I am impulsive. I have a collection of converse shoes because I love a sale and they’re really fucking comfortable. I’m known for regularly changing the curtains in my nest because I get bored easily, but I don’t have to bother anyone when I do it since I can do it myself.

A female omega? She wouldn’t be able to reach to change things out, and would have to ask for help.

It doesn’t make me feel any better, because I don’t know if I want to share my alphas. God, sometimes I hate my instincts.

“If she’s a pain in the ass, we’ll dump her at a rest stop and call our good deed completed,” Shaw growls.

This is the third auction we’ve been to on Jasper’s behalf in the last year. He finally told us about his sister one night during drinks, and we asked if we could help. He lives in Illinois now, working for the British mafia, so he’s attempting to canvass all the auctions in the Midwest in an effort to find her.

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