Stuck between the Alpha and the Omega
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Introduction
Chapter 1
ELENA'S POV
'You're sleeping?! Get up!!'
I remember waking up in a bathroom and being forced to bath. The mean looking man in front of me didn't look as if he was enticed to see my body and I could sense that it would either be that he had seen enough, or he was gay.
"Don't make me come back for you" He snapped as he walked out.
Come back for me? I was as confused as hell!
Quickly, I drank some of the dirty water I was supposed to use to bath because my throat was as dry as I could ever imagine. My stomach hurt and I was very hungry. I could eat the man whole, I could drink the whole of the awful bath water which I did.
Although I was bloated, I didn't mind. I just needed to fill my stomach or I might die.
'Hunger is evil.'
After talking my bath, I walked out the bathroom naked only to find the room filled with naked other girls. Everyone of us looked so confused, disoriented and dying.
what's happening!
We just stood unclothed, waiting for what we had no idea of. Some of us just like me were busy checking our body. I checked my thighs and legs. I just checked Incase I have being penetrated.
Seeing I was okay, I walked to a girl who looked a bit calm. She had this ginger curls, full lips, round face and dedicate small figure.
She was really beautiful.
"Elena" she whispered "You remember".
Elena?
Who is Elena?
I looked at her strangely and looked around. Looking back at her face, it was like she was making sure we don't get caught or something.
"Elena?" She whispered again, this time, nudging me.
My gaze narrowed as I looked at her. I wanted to ask her who she was and what we were doing there but the door. A middle aged woman walked in with lots of dresses and individually handed it to all of us.
"You are becoming a case, Elena" she said drly "But I will warn you, stop being a case or I chop off your organs and make fast money"
Fear!
Her voice was a bit rusty just as her face. Her wrinkles seemed like it had effect on her voice too, making her sound like a lazy frog. Her forehead and chin looked like she had lots of Botox section or filters.
"Make sure you don't fess up, Elena, don't make me end you" she said this time on a more warning tone.
I didn't want to make her see how scared I was of her threat but what else should I have do?
Run away? Cry?
I was as confused as hell so all I did was take the dress and put it on just like the rest girls.
They didn't bother to give us enough to keep us warm, just the revealing dress and a few minutes to brush our hair. All this while, I stood near the ginger hair girl because I was so scared.
"I don't know if you remember, Elena, I am Jane. We will soon be taken out for sales today so just make sure to act up and don't get sold" she rushed.
I didn't have enough time to ask her how we got there. I didn't have time to ask her what's up with the woman and my organs. I didn't even have time to ask her about if I was really Elena but we were taken away.
Being yanked and thrown into different cars, all I hope and memorized was not to get sold. I have no idea who Jane was but I can't get sold when I don't know what evil might befall me.
The drive wasn't a long one and even when I could not see the road, I knew he only went straight. We got to a alley and got into a building from a back door.
"Call Mr Derek, tell him that we have something young" The man beside me said.
I freaked out.
I was something young!
All I could remember was my name Elena and kept calling me something young. I don't care what would happen but I can't continue like this. I can't believe I have no history about myself and would soon be sold.
Looking at the men around, I pretend to act so clumsy and tripped twice before we could walk to the door. I looked around, asking random questions while I tried to check for names of places around so I could at least identify my surroundings.
Immediately we got inside, the loud music took away my thoughts. Took away the fear, the plans, the way I thought I could do something to escape. The only thing I could think about was the familiar feeling.
It was as if I had being around here or somewhere like this place.
"Wow, look what we have here"
That voice.
I felt this energy, this sense of belonging and strength at the same time as I searched around for the owner of the voice.
"Her?" The voice said.
Locating him, I froze.
He looked so big! He looked like the kind of man that would pick me up and throw me around! Wow! This huge man! He looked like a giant but that look on his face doesn't look good at all.
"Where did you get her?" He asked but no one replied.
He looked like I wasn't meant to be there or he knew me from somewhere.
He was so shocked.
It was like he didn't want to see me and want to grab me at the same time.
I felt this kind of fear, like I was in serious danger but safe and I don't understand how all of that kept happening at the same time.
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