Page 11 of Psycho Alphas: Part One

The world swam in and out, and she never stopped fighting. By the time the bidding started, she’d torn open her own flesh, trying to claw the chains from her neck, all the while searching the room.

Searching for me…

Her behaviour, her scent, edged with desperation, was riling up every Alpha in here. My nails bit into my palms as I kept still.

This would be over soon.

Knox had resumed swirling his drink as bids filled the space, and the wounded whine of my Omega filled the air.

Sorrowful.

Afraid.

As if she didn’t understand why she couldn’t find me.

I was shaking.

I’d never seen an auction with such competitive bidding. With each, the scents in the room were shifting. It was becoming a scrap, a war of pride.

Evan Green made a bid of two hundred and fifty thousand.

…Not him…

Her death would be slow. My skin crawled at the idea of my Omega being mutilated beyond recognition.

Bella Morgan raised her hand for the fourth time.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

Her pack was vile and torturous, and her Alphas competed in cruel practices for their own Omega’s delight.

Knox’s gaze slid to Bella, and I saw the flash of disgust in his eyes, but he didn’t move.

The worst were here tonight, demons that had surfaced from their dens to see the spectacle that was Ace Maverick’s scent match.

It was almost over—it had to be, but not one voice that lifted in the crowd settled my heart. Only Evan and Bella remained, each making more and more insane bids. I’d never seen an auction go this long, or high, and my nerves were getting the better of me.

These monsters would want their money’s worth, and the thought of what that might mean was sending me into a spiral.

I could change her fate. Leverage everything I had with Knox for one night of freedom. I could find her and free her.

Or kill her, if I had to.

Would I get there in time?

The room went silent.

Evan had been the last to speak.

I knew where he lived—I think… His pack had a few mansions, but Icouldfind her. I was sure of it.

A long few seconds passed, then the auctioneer was speaking.

The last bid.

This was it.

It couldn’t be…

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