“Ben!” Melina shouted and slapped her hands over her breast before darting for her bed and grabbing the bedsheets.
Ben shut his eyes. “I am sorry.”
“Get out!” Melina shouted.
“Please don’t tell your father,” Ben pleaded, fearing her father might just kill him.
“Get out!” Melina shouted again.
Ben picked up his ball chain that was attached to his shackles and ran out of her room as fast as he could.
Ben was panting outside her room, weak from not eating.
Alpha Patrick and his Luna, Emily ran up the stairs.
“What is going on?!” Luna Emily shouted.
“I, I,” Ben tried to search for the right words before fainting. Because his blood pressure raised at such a rapid rate from seeing Melina naked and being starved, it was too much for his brain to handle.
“What the hell?” Alpha Patrick exclaimed and barged into his daughter’s room.
“Are you ok?” Alpha Patrick questioned.
“Did he do something to you?” Luna Emily demanded to know.
“What? No,” Melina gasped. The moment Ben left her room, she quickly got dressed and therefore was wearing clothes by the time her parents barged in.
“Then why were you screaming?” Alpha Patrick questioned.
“Because, well. He took too long to clean my room,” Melina lied, knowing if she tells them the truth, it will be the end of Ben.
Alpha Patrick and Luna Emily looked at their daughter for a moment and then left her room.
“You can’t just leave him here. What will our guest think?” Luna Emily said, nudging Ben with her high-heeled foot.
“Urg,” Alpha Patrick complaint and picked Ben up, throwing him over his shoulder.
“What is wrong with him?” Melina asked, standing in her bedroom doorway, wondering if her father hurt him.
“Probably passed out from hunger. With all the other slaves around, there is never any food left him and the wild wolves have been eating all the dog food. I will feed him when he wakes up,” Alpha Patrick said and walked off with Ben over his shoulder.
Melina hid her worry from her mother’s eyes and turned back into her room. “Him dying won’t be the worst thing you know,” Melina remarked, even though she didn’t mean a word.
“Who knows why your father insists on keeping him around,” Luna Emily agreed and left to go downstairs to entertain her guest.
Melina caught herself tearing up, fearing that she might never see Ben again. ‘No, don’t be stupid. You don’t have feelings for him. He is a slave and possibly has enchanting and vampire blood in him.’ Melina pulled herself together.

Downstairs, the female guest teased, “where is your sexy male slave?”
“Behave, ladies, he is just a kid,” Luna Emily chuckled, hiding her disgust at the idea of these women being attracted to her slave.
“I want to buy him from you,” one of the women said out of the blue.
“No, way. I am her oldest and dearest friend, so I get the option to buy him first,” Luna Emily’s best friend protested.
“We know what kind of slave you will make him,” Luna Emily chuckled.
“So how much?” her best friend requested.
“He is not for sale,” Luna Emily chuckled.
Alpha Patrick only heard the end of the conversation when he got downstairs, “what is not for sale? Everything has a price, besides my beautiful Luna and my children.”
“Zara over here, wants to buy Ben,” Luna Emily chuckled.
“You know he is just a kid,” Alpha Patrick said in a disapproving tone.
“How old is he? He does not look like a kid,” one of the ladies said.
“Seventeen,” Evan said, a bit jealous that none of the women there are eyeing him.
“That is practically a man. I tell you what. I will pay you 100 000usd and you can take both my slaves for him,” Zara suggested.
When Alpha Patrick thought about it for a moment looking over at the two slave girls, Luna Emily took offense.
“How about you keep your slaves and get the hell out,” Luna Emily demanded.
“Wow, really? Do you want to get into his pants as well?” Alpha Patrick accused, turning the tables on her.
“What? You can very well see my mind!” Luna Emily told him off, reminding him that she can also see his mind and his wondering eyes.
“Then let’s sell him,” Alpha Patrick challenged.
“Sell what?” Melina asked, coming down the stairs.
“It seems that our slave, Ben, is in high demand,” Evan informed his sister.
“Sell Ben?” Melina snorted in disbelief, walking into the kitchen.
“110 000usd and all my slaves,” one of the ladies said.
“200 000usd and my slaves,” Zara bid again.
“I can do 300 000usd but as you all know, I have no slaves. I can send over a few of my Omegas,” a lady that was normally quiet bid.
“Don’t you have like a Fated mate?” Zara attacked.
“I do, but I don’t have a slave and as you know, my pack mainly consists of city Lycans. My husband and fated mate can do with the extra help around the garage,” the lady said, looking at Alpha Patrick and then at Luna Emily.
“400 000usd,” Zara spat.
“One million dollars,” the lady said calmly.
“Where do you even get so much money?” Zara questioned in disbelief.
“My pack and bloodline are the oldest here. And even though you think my husband is just a backyard mechanic, he is so much more. My family has been making smart investments and I am sure my husband earns all your salaries combined with his Brand,” she said.
While they were all arguing over who gets to buy Ben, Melina sneaked in and out of the kitchen with food and milk and went to the room where her father left Ben.

‘I must be in heaven if I am being fed by the beautiful Melina,’ Ben thought when he opened his eyes and saw Melina with food.
“Ben, wake up, you have to hurry,” Melina said, putting leftover sausage to his nose.