"Come here."
"Yes, Salana," she responded, with her head lowered.
She approached Salana cautiously. She didn't look upset, which was a relief. She thought that Salana would be as upset as she was the day before over Nathaniel's disappearance, but she seemed fine. She suddenly handed her what she had been holding in her hands. She was shocked. Wasn't that one of Salana's robes? She recognized the beautiful purple gossamer material used for the skirt of the dress and the corset pattern made from lace. She was shocked because most people wore robes on a regular basis, so a dress like this was beyond her expectation.
"I found this while I was cleaning and I thought it would look great on you. Try it on for me, please. Let me see how it looks. You have such fair, beautiful skin. I'm sure it would look lovely on it, "she said with a smile.
Was this supposed to be a gift? Why would Salana give her, of all people, a gift? She wasn't sure exactly what to do. Should she accept it and try it later instead? And wasn't this dress too ridiculously thin for the season? Why should she put it on now? It seemed like she was staring at it for too long, hesitantly, because Salana's face started darkening.
"Just put it on, I said!" She said, angrily, making me step back. She hurriedly went to the bathroom area to put on the dress. She didn't want to, but it seemed as though Salana would actually hit her if she didn't.
She got dressed in front of the full-length mirror, but her reflection unsettled her. The dress was calf-length and sleeveless. It was made up of white lace with purple undertones. The pure white brought out the pallidness in her skin.
"How long do you need to put on a damn dress?!"
Salana comes in without knocking and looks at her, visibly upset. Seeing that she was finished, she grabbed her by the arm without a single word. She tried resisting, but Salana was much stronger than she was. He dragged her from the house and started in the direction of the city.
"Wait, Salana, stop! I can't go out looking in a dress like this! Where are you taking me? I said, stop!"
She stopped, looking at her with hatred.
"If you don't shut up and walk, I'll make sure you regret it!"
She didn't dare say anything else. The wind was biting cold and she could feel herself getting colder and colder. She could hear the cicadas buzzing and the whisper of the trees as they blew through the leaves. It made the walk feel longer than it ought to have been. The road she took was dark, narrow, and away from anyone else, with shadows all around her. She was starting to panic, scared of what might come next. They made their way through a few alleys, walking rather quickly.
Why was it necessary to walk through all these dark roads?
Five minutes later, Salana entered one of the buildings on the outskirts of the city, dragging her behind. She didn't know what building they were going into or why they were going. Without a word, Salana pulled her up the stairs, to a door at the top. There, she finally let go of her arm.
She turned to her, "What's going on? Why are we here? "
"Ensuring the livelihood of our clan."
"What, how?"
She didn't answer and pushed her into the room behind the door. Salana grabbed her again, as she saw her hesitate, and pushed her. She tripped and almost fell as they entered.
She saw an unknown man in front of her, half naked, staring at her with a perverted smile on his face.
"There you go," Salana says, smirking.
"Wait, what? Salana, what is this? " She asked, panicked.
Oh, Moon Goddess, she thought. Please tell me this isn't what I think it is.
The man kept looking at her with a hungry gaze, while Salana looked completely apathetic.
She stared at her, saying, "I told you, ensuring the continuation of our clan. See, this man comes from the Clear Moon Pack and his Alpha has taken an interest in you. He's here on behalf of him. Since his Alpha isn't interested in you in this particular way, he was allowed to…..sample the goods before bringing them back, so to speak." Salana looks at her with brimming anticipation.
"Exactly, darling. Now, you are going to be a good little wh*re and let me have my fun, and your pack gets our protection in exchange, which they need. How wonderful is that? " He said, with a nauseating smile.
Had they gone crazy? She didn't want to spend even a minute with this perverted looking monster! And now, her pack wanted to sell her off to this disgusting pervert for protection? What the f*ck?
"No. There is no way. I'm leaving," she said, turning around toward the door. Salana stepped into her path and grabbed her arms, forcefully.
Our clan problems will be over now. You only need to let him f**k you. What is it?Are you going to say you don't want to? Do you think I care about what you want? Do you think I give a f*ck about you and your desires? As long as you are a member of this clan, it is your duty to contribute. Your way of doing it is to be a good little girl and spread those legs for him. "
"I don't care!" she shouted. "What pack problems? You and your mouth are the reason, the main one who constantly got the clan in trouble in the first place! You constantly disparaged them, caught werewolves to torture, and slashed women whose faces were prettier than yours. You are the reason that many of the packs got fed up and attacked together. How many people have you hurt in the past 100 years? Why do I have to do this?! I've never done a thing, but now you want to make me pay for the mistakes that you made? There is no way I'm doing this! "
Salana's face twisted. She hit her violently with a full punch, dropping her to the floor. She landed on her arms, letting out a cry of pain.
"Shut the hell up! Whose fault is it that I'm always angry in the first place? Isn't it the clan's fault? Huh? You wh*re! Who gives a damn about what you think of me? "
She grabbed her by the hair, pulling her up to kneel on the ground. She looked at her with crazy eyes.
"You're going to do it, wh*re. You're going to fulfill your duty to this pack and sleep with him. After this is finished, you had better not tell anyone about what happened here, not even a word. Trust me, if you do, I will kill you, do you understand me?"
She let her go and stormed out, slamming the door behind her.
She had really gone mad. She was shivering from the pain, the shock, and the panic that was overtaking her. What kind of nightmare is this?
"Well, well, well....It seems like you know what you have to do now. So let's be a good little wh*re. We're offering protection for a long time in exchange for your cooperation, so don't do anything to upset me, would you? You wouldn't want your clan to be eliminated, would you? "
No way in hell. If her clan would sacrifice her in this way to protect themselves, then she wouldn't care if they were gone.
She didn't want this pervert anywhere near her, and there was no way she would let him touch her in any form.
Not at all.