Prologue
Welcome to The Sanctuary. Here, once a year,the Black-Market Auction takes place.
At The Sanctuary, anything and everything isavailable. For the right price. But the most prized items are theomegas.
It’s a way for some to make money and bettertheir lives, while for others it’s an escape. A way to be with afeared Alpha in the safety of The Sanctuary. But there are rulesattached to the purchase of an omega.
All purchases must be settled in full before you areallowed access to the omega.
No one is allowed to permanently mark an omega.
No one is allowed to claim an omega.
You are only permitted twelve hours with youromega.
Chapter One
Aiden
The darkness cloaks me like a second skin,hiding me from sight as I take in the Alphas surrounding me,assessing the situation, and ensuring that being here is worth theeffort.
Aggression and desperation cling to the airand coat everything. I understand why that is the predominantemotion rolling through those gathered here tonight, but it doesn’tmake it any more palatable. Tonight, I need to be on top of mygame, or everything could go to shit quickly.
“The final part ofthe auction will commence in ten minutes,” atinny voice says through the overhead speakers.
Taking a deep breath, Isteal my reserve and ready myself for the wait. If I had any otherchoice I wouldn’t be here right now. As Alphas we are driven by theprimitive side of our brains. We want to fight, fuck, and feed. Butfor the last few years, no Alpha except the most elite has beenallowed to give in to their baser urges. The government has us on atight leash, not allowing lower-ranking Alphas access to themost prized items in our world: omegas.
My brother and I started The Sanctuary tooffer those who don’t qualify for Elite status a chance to live agood life. If they can pay for it.
We have a thriving business. Alphas from allover the world visit us to fulfill their needs. We have an annualauction with specialty items up for bid, but we always have“delicacies” on hand. Omegas from across the world seek us out as asafe space. Running from abusive Alphas and the lives they havebeen forced into, they prefer to be here.
Yes, we are a brothel of sorts.
No, all our omegas choose to be here.
We offer sanctuary, pun intended, to allomegas, but everyone needs to pay their way in one form or another.We have omegas that are happy to service Alphas sexually, othersthat cook, some that clean, and I even have an omega as anaccountant.
At this moment, there are no omegas insidethe building besides the ones we have up for auction. We can’t riskany of the Alphas scenting one of them and going rogue. We offeromegas sanctuary—pun intended—and do our best to make sure they are safe and happywhile here.
Tonight, we willmake a buttload of money. This auction isspecial, even more so than any of the previous auctions. We have several virgin omegas up for bid, andthere are at least thirty Alphas here willing topay ridiculous amounts for the chance at having an omega for onenight. Especially one untouched.
Omegas are protected andhidden from the non-elite Alphas at all costs. But someomegas need money to be able to stay hidden orperhaps even take care of their families. Others signed up just tosee if all the stories about Alphas are true.