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in the cold poorly lit basement the old man led two huge men. The room was lined with twenty cages in a circle, only twelve of them were occupied with a girl in each. The old man waved "have a look if you see any you like come back and let me know" The men went in a circle asking the same questions to each girl,did they get sick often,did they know where they came from,did they know where they were and how did they get there. Once the men had finished talking to each other "we want five seven and fourteen" he growled at the old man who nodded "seventy-, five grand" one of the men came forward and reaching into his full length leather coat withdrew a stack of cash counting off the money"and you say if we adopt em it's legal?"clearing his throat "it's more legal but if you take certain liberties with them you can still get in trouble should anyone find out" twisting his eyebrows in a disgusting wave both the men curled thier lips in distaste"we need girls to cook n clean we do not do that with kids,beat em ya but " shaking his head.the old man collected the girls and handed them over"they are your problem now I'll have the paperwork sent over this week for one of you to sign" once in thier SUV they turned to the girls"We chose you cuz your old enough to work but young enough we can keep ya longer"the driver continued pointing to himself "I am tighe and that there is morton I'm the alpha of cold canyon pack this here is my beta you are our property no more no less,slaves to do whatever pack house needs.You are to be as invisible as possible if you live or die it will be because we allow it." the other man Morton chimed in"Here's the rules,One only speak when spoken to two do your chores do em on time and do em right or you will be punished. And three don't act like sluts. The girls nodded in unison the little one only doing do because the other two did