BRIELLE’S POV
“MATE.”
Brielle's head snapped up in bewilderment and wonder as she heard the heavy words.
She had tried to avoid the looks, or even murmurs, from the leech-looking men in the room ever since she was brought into the dingy crowded room, her head bent down, but then this man, whoever he was, had spoken, and now she was feeling something awakening deep inside her.
“Mate…” The voice said again, and her green orbs blinked slowly as she whipped her head around the large room, looking for the man who had seemed to captivate everyone today.
The murmurs grew louder, and she noticed Blacko Shawn, the apparent owner of this establishment, walking out of the box towards the audience.
Her subconscious urged her to follow his footsteps with her eyes, and as she did, she came face
