Chapter 111 Pretty Doll

    SERAPHINA

    The elevator opened with a hiss, and I barely had a second to breathe before the man’s grip tightened on my wrist again.

    His fingers dug in like iron. No escape.

    b“/bbLet’s /bgo, pretty boy,” he said with a twisted grin, yanking me out into darkness bthat /bstank of filth, wine, band /brotting desire.

    The underground brothel.

    A hundred times more terrifying bthan /bthe Sinspire floor above.

    “Juan! wolves greeted him bwith /bbtoothy /bgrins, snarling and drunk on pleasure.

    So that’s his name.

    I tried to keep my expression nk, to control my disgust, but every step deeper into that ce scraped my nerves raw. My boots echoed across velvet–draped halls lined with ss cages, blood–red curtains, and chained bodies.

    My heart twisted in my chest.

    Male and female prostitutes, disyed like meat.

    Some were locked bbehind /bss, trembling like broken leaves. Others were tied to poles, arms bound above their heads. Some bwere /bfree lounging on silk couches, drunk or drugged, whispering sweet filth to passing wolves,

    Even worse, so bmuch /bworse, were the ones who weren’t pretending.

    bIn /bba /bhall lined with dark lounges and low blight/bb, /bI saw them.

    Bodies writhing. Moaning. Screaming.

    Sex, in the open. Without shame. Without choice.

    A gasp caught in my throat. I had never seen something so–so vile, so animalistic, so terrifying in my entire life.

    bjuan /bturned to blook /bat me.

    I tried to blook /bbaway/b, to force calm into my body but my disguise was bcracking/bb. /b

    And he saw it.

    “bAh/b,” he chuckled. “You’re scared, aren’t youb?/b”

    He leaned closer, his breath sticky on my cheek. “You thought you were bspecial/b? That byou’d /bbe bspared/b? You’re just like the rest of them now. Just another whore.”

    I bdidn’t /bflinch, but I couldn’t speak either. My tongue felt like stone. The word left a deep impression in my bheart/b.

    “You’re part of this now. bWhat /byou see here,” he gestured grandly, “is only the beginning. You haven’t bseen /banything yet.”

    My fists secretly clenched. His grin turned predatory bas /bhe pulled me deeper into the belly of the bunderground/b.

    We turned left, then right, down spiraling hallways bthat /bmade no sense. I tried to memorize the way, every bturn/b, every bsymbol /bcarved into the walls, every flickeringmp and caged shadow.

    had to get out

    Lhad to hnd Grace

    Juan tially bshoved /bopen the door to arge chamber buzzing with tension and fear, Inside were more wolves, hard–eyed and dangerous looking His rugue

    Hy dragged bin /bto the centes like an anual on disy

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    “Register this one.” he snapped. “Assign him a room immediately and book bhim/bb./b”

    Just like that, with the same bcasual /bviolence, he threw me onto the floor.

    Finished

    My bknees /bhit the stone, and I bnded /bamong a group of other captives, she–wolves and dollboys, every one of them young, terrified, trembling. Probably all new here.

    Their beauty made my skin crawl. Juan only collected the pretty ones. Probably why I was also dragged here.

    I stayed quiet. Watchful as bthey /bleft the room.

    While Juan spoke to his guards outside the door, I turned my head to check every bshe/b–wolves face. Grace bwas /bnot one of them. Then I turned toward the girl beside me. “Do you know a she–wolf named Grace?” I whispered.

    She flinched. Her lips trembled but no words came.

    I turned to another. “Please, have you seen a beautiful Alpha blood bshe/b–wolf with gray beyes/b, thin figure, and long hair?”

    But she looked at the floor, shaking her head like it would get her killed.

    I tried bagain/b. A third band /ba fourth time. “She is wearing a red dress and high heels. Have you bseen /bher?”

    Some remained mute and some shook their heads.

    Until finally a voice from the corner reached my ears. “I saw her, a bgirl /bwhispered.

    I instantly turned to her. She was thin. Young. Her lip bled, and her corbone bwas /bbruised.

    “Where? Tell bme/b,” I said urgently. “Where did you see het?”

    She nced at the door, then leaned closer. “Two rogues brought her in. She was unconscious. Pretty. Rich clothes. Looked like you described. They didn’t keep her with us.”

    My hear took a sudden turn. That woman bwas /bdefinitely Grace!

    “Where did they take bher/b?” I pressed.

    “I don’t bknow/b,” she shook her head, “Though she was taken to this underground brothel. I just don’t know where.”

    My fists clenched. So Grace was really here. I might be close to her. I just have to find her.

    I bbarely /bhad time to bask /banymore before the door mmed open again and bchaos /berupted.

    bjuan’s /bmen stormed in like a bpack /bof hounds. Shouting band /bgabbing everyone. The girls screamed. The dollboys trembled.

    One of them grabbed my arm–bhard/b.

    “Let go!” i snapped, but I couldn’t blow my cover.

    “Shut your mouth, whore. Or I bwill /bbeat you to death!” He yanked me out of the room, dragging me bdown /banother hallway with crimson lights pulsing like a bheartbeat/b.

    “Where are you taking me?” I demanded.

    He didn’t answer. I desperately kept studying bmy /bsurroundings, realizing that this ce was confusing blike /ba maze

    He just showed bopen /ba door and flung bme /binside.

    LAM

    The door locked behind me

    The tour was suffocating hit in deep red light hike blood sineared over every surface. bThe /bwalls were velvet. The air was heavy think with Just and sweat

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    I pounded my fists on the door.

    “Let me out!” I hissed. “LET

    Of course, they didn’t answer.

    Only the sound of a woman screaming in the next room did.

    Screaming in pain. In fear

    My wolf froze in shock while terror settled in my heart. Those women they were forced into violence and sex. For time in my life. I experienced fear.

    Not only for myself. But for bGrace /bbas /bwell.

    If bshe /bbhad /bbeen brought here unconscious_

    If she had been locked away somewhere behind these walls…

    What had they done to her?

    Finished

    the first

    I took a few steps back, band /bstood in the middle of the room, feeling those women’s horror until the door of the room cracked open.

    I lifted my gaze to find a tall man bgiving /boff a dominating Alpha aura stepped in. Leering. Smiling. His clothes undone. His teeth sharp.

    He looked at me like he already owned me.

    “Finally,” he murmured. “They said they gave me a new one. Didn’t think they’d send me this pretty doll.”

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