Ravens POV.

Words couldn't describe the next few days Clayton would come in every day to beat me and torture me nearly too death yet he would always send in some poor girl too patch me up and once the wounds were healed he would re open them , yet I never screamed or cried I watched him with pity In my eyes making sure it was clear and he could see it only when the poor girl came in did I show remorse they treated that poor omega as if she was like raven just some low dirty rouge nothing better than a scrap of worn out dirty cloth .

I hated it so i allowed the female too get close yet I didn't want too get too close I knew If i did I might do something i regret yet at this point what haven't i done that I regret , sometimes we would talk all day no end we would just talk about any random thing that came too mind It was great at one point but soon she stopped coming and the beatings  just got worse , what they would do was thrown in the stuff i needed and let me clean myself up .

Soon i started hearing talk of a "sale" I never really understood what it was yet apparently , it was supposed too be today my body was on high alert the moment loud footsteps rung in the corridor and doors slammed open soon hers was busted open with force , one of the guards walked over and hit her head forcing her too black out .

I woke up with a pounding head ache a light blinding new  a few girls stood around wearing grey clothes and others were chained too the wall just like i was , they looked tortured abd mangled just skinny and scared , sadness and fear in their eyes as the females started washing them raven could only snarl as she started being washed the female ignored her and continued too do her job and soon she was being dragged out replaced by a guard who roughly grabbed me along with the other girls .

We were placed in a line one after the other I was somewhere in the middle and i watched as a girl was tugged up "ok everyone lets start the bet at 6 thousand !" And instantly I knew where this was going we were being sold as slaves yet with no strengths too run or fight I stayed put as every gril was dragged up against their will and sold at ridiculously high prices .

Altho I was in the middle I wad completely ignored and left too the end "and the one everyone has come here for the infamous rouge" gasps from females and males alike left the room tense as I was dragged up the stage and chained too the floor snarls escaping my why distorted body .

All I heard was the male hit a bell starting the bet as i blacked out on the stage.

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