“She’s been living on the human lands a little bit too long and raised like a regular human. She doesn’t know she belongs with a pack,” he said, out of breath. “Grant, I’ll sit with you tomorrow morning to write the check and all the property you own.”
“I’ll never forgive you,” I seethed.
Suddenly, Grant set me down on my feet and touched the small of my back.
“This is goodbye, then,” said Grant. That was the only thing he could say.
I couldn’t turn to look at him. I just couldn’t.
“Just go,” I choked out.
“Come with me, sweetheart,” said Jatix holding my hand and bringing me inside the mansion. Women were hanging around everywhere, and men were fawning over them in different positions. The women were soon forgotten upon seeing me. I noticed some of the women looking angry and jealous at my arrival. “Alphas! I brought a surprise.”
Before I could even blink, four other men surrounded me.
“She’s an omega,” said one of the men. He had a bunch of piercings. They were all looking at me in wonder and enthrallment. “I could smell her omega scent.”
“Yes, she is Darius,” said Jatix.
“I’m not your omega!” I said, backing away from them. They all looked frightening, with Jatix being the worst with his crazy eyes. All those tattoos and hard muscles surrounding me were way too intimidating.
“Hmm,” said Jatix, stalking me. Eyes narrowed.
My chest rose and fell in shallow breaths as I panicked. Going into fight or flight mode. I was still in heat, so it wasn’t a good combination. I felt aroused and also shaking with fear.
“Please let me go,” I said.
“It’s the law for an omega to mate with alphas,” said Jatix. “You cannot survive on your own. Now bring that sweet ass over here before I punish you.” His threat wasn’t light. It looked like he meant it.
I turned and ran for the front door.
But the pack was too fast for me. Someone grabbed me, lifting me into the air.
“Where do you want her, Jatix?” asked the rough voice of the man carrying me against his scarred chest.
“To the Naughty Room,” said Jatix. “She tried to run away so we must train her and teach her a lesson.”
What the hell?
I grew increasingly terrified as we descended a flight of stairs.
I fought and shoved the man holding me, but it was like fighting a boulder. He wasn’t budging, and his hold on my midsection tightened as he carried me. Finally, after a few minutes of walking down the stairs, the man set me down on my feet, and I hitched up my wet dress to keep from tripping.
Jatix pulled my hand into a darkly lit room.
The Naughty Room had red curtains that covered all the windows from top to bottom. There were multiple beds in a neat, straight row in the back covered in white sheets. In the middle of the vast room were contraptions that hung from the ceiling. Handcuffs hung from it, and there were different colored whips of varying sizes hung next to the handcuffs.
I stared wide-eyed at all the sex toys.
I didn’t recognize many of them sitting on a shelf organized by labels. Vibrators, anal plugs, beads, vibrating panties, and other things that looked like torture devices to me were terrifying. But my body turned hotter as I gazed at them, scared of what Jatix had in plan for me.
“What are you going to do to me?” I asked when he sat on a large chair and pulled me onto his lap.
“Before I can share you with my pack, I have to spank you, darling,” he said. “Just a warm-up before we get to the show.”
“Please don’t,” I trembled. I was trapped.
The four men stood around us like guards, preventing my escape.