The Alpha’s Slave

BRIANNA’S POV

“You must understand. I can’t risk all that happening,” I shrugged and kept a bitter expression. I reacted the same way after Sebastian made that silly rule known to me while I was in the cell.

Aunt Gigi snorted in bewilderment. She glanced and moved around uncomfortably in her seat.

“We must involve the police in this. They must know that our young female Omegas are being exploited for prostitution and sold into slavery. This is a crime at its worst. We can’t let it keep happening.”

“There was a time I thought of that. As much as I wanted to do it, I couldn’t and didn’t even know how to do it,” I confessed in despair, crushing the little hope she had. “Sebastian once mentioned the auction was traditional and held at high standards across all kingdoms. Whether or not they liked it, attendance was mandatory and they were to participate. What makes you think the police could kick against something all the Alpha kings are in full support of? The police are just as helpless as we are in this situation.”

As far as I know, Sebastian wasn’t in support of it. But there was nothing he could do about it because he was the only Alpha King against it. Him opposing it would be like a cat going against a pride of lions.

I pitied all those girls I saw at the back of that auction stage. Worse of all, I pitied any girl that would be replacing me. Hermes did mention he’d find someone more beautiful to take my place after I was gone. By now he must have found one and already putting her through the horrors he put me through.

The thought of that made my heart clench painfully as if squeezed by something.

“But…but there must be something we can do,” Aunt Gigi looked troubled and tried to come up with a solution. “If we can’t involve the police then at least we must find a way to get you out of this place. I’m scared for you, my dear. It isn’t safe for you here. These Alpha Kings are all the same. Sebastian can’t be trusted. If he was at that auction then there is every chance he might turn out like Hermes and the rest of them…I mean look at you…”

“No…. no…Absolutely not!” I disagreed firmly with what she said. “Sebastian isn’t like Hermes or the rest of them. I thought like that at first but he proved me wrong beyond measure. He is different. Way too different you can’t help but question how he ended up as an Alpha king,” I said dreamily, looking ahead her as if I could see Sebastian there.

When I returned my gaze to Aunt Gigi, she was staring at me like she couldn’t recognize me anymore. Like I had lost it completely.

I sighed, knowing I had to do a lot more to prove to her that Sebastian was a good Alpha King.

I wanted to reach for her hand and take it gently, but the distance and my broken bones deterred me.

“Aunt Gigi,” I called calmly but with a resolute expression. “Believe me when I say this is the safest place I can be on the planet. Sebastian is doing his best to protect and keep me safe. And his best is more than enough. I know you must think I have been brainwashed or suffering from all that Stockholm syndrome-related shit, but I can assure you I’m not. I’m totally fine and have never been better. I have never been more truthful and certain in my entire life.”

Leaning forward, she reached out and took my good hand in hers, squeezing it gently and comfortingly. A small smile found its way to my face. That was what I had wanted to do.

“Are you sure about this?” She asked again and again and again, her gaze steady on mine. “Are you sure you’re safe in this place, with this man and all those guards?”

“Yes,” I voiced firmly, wishing I could nod to make my point clearer “Like I said before, the bandages and cast in my body were as a result of my clumsiness and not his doing. And I’m getting better. I hope you can stay longer to meet him and see what a wonderful man he is. In fact, I’m getting married to him…”

A playful smile danced around the corners of my mouth as I slid my hand from hers and raised it to show her the glittering ring sitting pretty on the fourth finger of my good hand.

“He proposed not so long ago and I accepted. We haven’t fixed a date yet but we will soon. I’m using this opportunity to invite the entire family. Bring everyone along!”

Aunt Gigi was yet to recover from the shock I gave her only for me to hit her with a more intense one.

The feathery lashes that shadowed her cheeks flew up as she stamped her gaze on me, looking more uncertain than ever.

But it was important for her to know I was marrying him. She, her husband and my little cousins occupied the top spots on my guest list. I couldn’t wait to have them over. Since this was a big step in my life, I also wanted her to give me some advice that would guide me through this marital journey I was about to embark on.

“You…you are marrying him?” She asked unbelievably, trying to wrap her head around it.

“Mmmhmmm,” my lips spread to a satisfying smile.

“But for how long have you known him to want to marry him?”

“For about seven months now,” I estimated.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“Brianna listen…,” she jutted forward, the initial shocked expression on her face now replaced with a serious alarmed one. “This is something as serious as marriage and not some fleeting decision. If we marry the wrong person in life we might end up regretting it till we are in our graves. Are you sure he is the one? Are you sure you want to do this? Because if you do then there is no going back. It’s never too late now, you can still back out and save yourself the heartache.”

“Yes,” I replied firmly without holding back or giving it another thought. “He is the one. I want to do this. I have been so sure about anything in my life.”

She retracted back on her seat and sighed loudly extremely overwhelmed.

“Well…I did best,” she shrugged. “This Sebastian must have given you a love potion for you to be acting this way.”

“He sure did,” I laughed, glad I had been able to convince her that Sebastian was a good man.

“Well I’m happy for you,” she smiled reassuringly. “Even while you were with me I have never seen you this happy. I wish I could hug you now.”

“Sure you can,” I urged her. “Just very carefully so you won’t break my bones further.”

We both laughed at that.

She stood from her seat and gave me a soft hug. It’s been so long that I have forgotten what it felt like to hug her and have her so close. I was forever grateful for this moment.

After that, we talked a little more. She talked about how everything in the kingdom has changed since I left. How her children, my little cousin are now in puberty and will soon start turning into moody hormonal teenagers. She talked about the changes she made at the jewellery store and how customers were increasing daily. It was then that I remembered Ken Johnson and told her everything he had done and was probably still doing behind her back.

I wished she could stay longer to meet Sebastian, but time wasn’t on her side. The journey from my kingdom to this place took several hours. If she didn’t leave soon then she might not make it back on time. She was scared of night travels and didn’t plan on sleeping over so she promised to come earlier next time.

But what could be keeping Sebastian? He should be back by now. I hope nothing has happened.