There she stood, center stage as the bidding went up. The white cotton slip she wore was the only thing protecting her modesty, barely. It contrasted beautifully with her tanned legs and ended high up her thighs. Barefoot she stood on show, with her long dark hair loose flowing over her shoulders Lily looked so angelic. The auction master continued to take bids on this young she-wolf however despite her beauty she looked dead inside, as though her soul was dying. Her head lifted but she ignored the baying crowd of powerful Alphas growing restless and excited as the price on her head went higher and higher, her bright blue eyes glazed over until she found who she was looking for. Lily's eyes flashed black and she bore into his cold soul less eyes. Her mate. The betrayal and hurt was killing her inside however she refused to allow it to make her look weak to him or anyone else anymore. A tipping point had occurred and inside Lily had cracked, she was strong and she would be powerful, she would return and she would kill him. And his damn family. The hammer came down and the auction master bellowed "SOLD".