The Alpha's concubine (Girl x Werewolf)

Chapter 23/Escape

Emma's POV/Concubine training camp of the vestal virgins./A week later.

At some point in the day I figured out it must have been auction night. The slave auctions happened in the evenings. I knew it was auction time when I passed a troop of men trotting along in those las vagus showgirl outfits complete with huge ostrich feather headsets. I knew they were going to be the floor show. The werewolves worshipped strength and were really keen to watch any beta humiliation available. The werewolves were also the worst kind of sexist. I'm not sure what the best kind of sexist is, but that definitely wasn't them.

Mistress Marissa seemed upset at my return but she had kept off leaving any marks which meant only one thing. We were terrified enough to be sold. Which for many was OK. Anywhere would be better than this we thought.

Early evening The slave girls and boys ready to sell were now chained up and in line backstage. Bex and I were standing in line, shackled together. When she lifted her hand up to text I had to lift mine up as well.

Further down the queue Pandora, the AI-Android was standing near the head of the queue.

"Hello" she would say holding a bar code scanner in her hand she smiled "are you being sold? Yes? Take a number and move on. Thank you. "

the next slave would pick up a number card and we all shuffled along. I heard a crowd roar as the slave on the top of the queue went on stage.

"Pink looks nervous" Bex dictated while her fingers types in her open hands.

She must have been nervous to say that out aloud.

"@upvote" I said.

Bex continued dictating to her hands "Poll. About to be sold, semi-naked, at auction to bunch of obnoxious sexist pigs slash dogs. Is it bad I want to take a selfie? Am I a bad person? Let me know. As always, like, comment and subscribe."

"Hello," Pandora said to someone at the front of the queue and smiled "are you being sold? Yes? Take a number and move on. Thank you."

"Fuck you," said the male slave, taking the number card and adjusting his bra strap before he walked on stage to be sold.

"Just an android. Don't have any feelings to hurt." Pandora said smiling as he walked out.

The slave in front of us looked around. It was Kate.

"Hello," said Pandora holding a scanner in her hand she smiled "are you being sold?"

"Yes," said Kate "what are you doing here?"

"I'm a multi-body android - I'm everywhere. I just want to help." Pandora said "next."

A few more slaves later I was up.

"Hello," said Pandora holding a scanner in her hand she smiled "are you being sold?"

"Actually I'm being let go," I said.

"Really? I'm pretty sure you're going to be sold into slavery" Pandora said in that perky tone she had. She practically sang the word slavery.

I looked at her "Then why did you ask?"

Pandora shook her head slightly "To be honest I'm just being polite. I used to say 'are you ready for sexual oblivion'? but that didn't go down well. "

"I thought you believed in Gog and May Gog. Isn't selling people into sex slavery against every moral fibre in your body?"

"Again," Pandora said smiling "FYI. I'm an android. I don't actually have any moral fibre. Plus not actually a body. So no. Take a number and move on. Thank you."

"Hashtag good try," said Bex behind me.

"Hey What's the holdup?" someone said behind me in the queue.

"What's the hurry?" I said looking back down the queue in indignation. It was dark backstage and I couldn't see who was complaining. "What's the hurry? Do you know how long the average concubine lasts before being sexually assaulted by his or her new owner after being sold?"

"About 24 minutes," everyone in the queue said.

"About 24 minutes," I said after everyone. OK, I guess I knew where I got that fact from m. "So excuse me for not being excited to do this. This on people. We are human. We were a once proud and mighty race. Great of stature. Nobel of bearing we inheritors of Shakespeare Einstein...,"

"Shut up and get your perky white girl ass sold." Someone in the queue said.

Before I could retaliate Pandora grabbed me.

"Next," said Pandora handing me a card and unlocking a chain "oh. Remember to hold the card out on stage. Oh and smile don't' forget the unsold slaves get used for the best predicting offal. Thanks. good luck. bye."

As I moved I realised that there was a way I could jump from the stage to the window and then out. Now free I took one look at the MC standing at the side of the stage. He stood before a bunch of microphones. I turned like a basketball player dodging the main attack. I weaved around the guard and the werewolfett who stood next to the MC. Then I jumped to the window at the side of the stage. The window was half open to let the cool night air in. The temple of the vestal virgins didn't have much in the way of windows. The lycans preferred night to day anyway. I looked out it was near sunrise.

I looked back "So long suckers." I said. I leapt up scrambled up the side of the wall and was out through the window.

seeing I wasn't that far off the ground, smiling I jumped down to the side of the Temple. I could hear the baying inside. Someone was transforming but I didn't care.

Landing on my feet I was out the side of an old Mormon Temple. The Temple was in the middle of a huge car park. Compared to the heat and smell of wet fur inside I was cooler. My feet landed in a puddle - it had obviously been raining recently.

There were some cars, the Lycans used them with flying attachments. This way you could fly home with stuff which in this case meant concubines like me. With a deep breath and shout at the glee I ran doing my best Hussein Bolt impression. While sunrise was coming it was still difficult to see where everything was on the ground. I flipped and the concubine shoe was off. Somehow I knew stilettos weren't going to make it in this race. Hind me the pain had reached a high pitch. I ran weaving around the cars as I did.

Suddenly out of the windows and a few more doors came the incredibly fast slick movements of werewolves. There was a whole pack of them after me. I could hear the gnashing and barking of the wolves. In the distance, I could see a car which had been left open. I rushed for the door thinking if I got inside I might be able to get some protection. The car was getting closer and closer but the wolves kept accelerating. There was a huge bounding motion they made, it allowed them to come after me like fur-covered streaks of light.

Then I felt tripped up. I landed on my hands and body and face. I was going at such a speed I was sliding towards the door of the car it wasn't far. Then something grabbed my ankle and pulled me along the ground. Soon I was at the centre of a pack of security wolves. I felt that my bid for freedom would end up with me being turned into party snack nibbles for the security guards. They were large and then just drag me along the ground back to the temple hall.