---- off.


    Seriously? Lucky day man! They were talking like I wasnt a werewolf but amodity which they were going to sell in some market.


    Why are they doing this? Who are they selling this woman to? Patience Sierr.


    It will all get clear soon.


    I find myself getting thrown on top of a horse.


    My stomach pressed to his body.


    And I groan.


    Suppressing a cry.


    Tjust delivered a baby 7 hours ago.


    I must be crazy for doing this.


    Leaving my newborn alone.


    But then I couldn''t be selfish here.


    I was chosen as the prodigy for a reason and I am going to fulfil it till myst breath.


    Everything else could wait.


    These woman needed me more than anyone else.


    ---- The man continues to ride for what felt like hours.


    My entire body was sore, I wanted to move but he didn''t let me.


    His hand stays pressed on my back.


    Finally after what felt like forever.


    We stop.


    He leaves me hanging there on the horse and gets down.


    There were people around.


    I could here.


    But they were talking in hushed voices Have they opened the gates yet? No.


    Not yet.


    However the queue is long today.


    Why don''t you hurry up.


    No need.


    I have a special one.


    What seriously? I am sick of seeing those Cret woman everyday.


    Can you show me her face? I haven''t seen one in a while.


    I was hoping he agrees.


    Then I will be able to look where I am and know the whereabouts of this ce.


    But the man was adamant.


    ---- She is not for your eyes.


    Only the superiors will inspect her.


    Come on.


    Atleast tell me if she is a redhead or brte? You even have her head covered.


    Poor thing.


    From where is she breathing? I feel someone touch the dark cloth covering my entire face.


    And then another hand ps it away.


    Aye! Shoo! Don''t touch! They don''t ept damaged ones.


    But- Get lost.


    My kidnapper sighs and soon pulls me down from.


    the horse.


    My legs were numb and I stumble a bit but he bnces me.


    Hey easy.


    You have been a perfect host today.


    I wish all were like you.


    But all they know is yapping, crying and pleading.


    ---- eee = They are opening the doors.


    Perfect.


    Lets go! He tugs me along and soon it looked like we were standing in a line.


    We were moving forward slowly.


    Finally we reach the front.


    Number 972.


    What have you got? Thave a pureblood.


    Thear some people gasp abdctge next second the cloth is removed from my face.


    I look around and my heart dropped to my feet.


    What am I seeing? How could this be?