chapter 10

There was silence, the ways she looked at me clearly showed that she was not used to someone retaliating. Did she really expect that just because I was new here, I would bow down to her feet and worship her? My father had taught me about standing up for myself and never letting people step on me. it was in his spirit that I wouldn't allow anyone to disrespect me like this. Some lame girl pushing me around or trying to bully me or something I would never let happen.

Back in silver light pack, when I was in high school, there were girls just like this. Our former Alpha, Alpha Darren was the best Alpha, but his daughter however was a headache. Seeing Sally reminds me of her. She was always bullying the weak. Constantly reminding them of their place in society and telling them that they needed to bow down to her and respect her. She had tried befriending me a couple of times, maybe because I was the beta's daughter. But I was not interested in hanging around her Circle or becoming one of her minions.

''How dare you?'' Sandy asked as she stood to her feet

'' How dare I what?'' I ask posing a challenge. Emily stands up next to her and I only take a chance to stare at them from head to toe. Honestly, both the girls are beautiful. but from this perspective, I still cannot help but notice that the dresses they are wearing are tattered. I wonder if they give the slaves here different sets of clothing or we are forced to live with the ones we came with.

'' if you look at me like that again, I swear to God I will..'' I do not even let her finish a statement before I'm standing on my feet and looking into her directly. we are the same height, none of us will intimidate the other. I was prepared for a fight if these two b ****** wanted to rile me up.

'' you will what? you will go run to your Masters? what will you tell them, Sandy? will you tell them that a fellow slave just put you in your place? will you tell them how busy you were bragging about being used like a worthless slave? I actually pitty, All you have done since i have gotten here is run your mouth and talk like a brainless buffoon.'

Sandy takes a step forward, her fists are clenched and I can tell by the way she is looking at me that she's trying to keep her cool. I didn't care who she was or where she was from. I did not care who her master was or what they could do to me. For all that mattered, this same Masters that she was bragging about were my mates. The same men who were supposed to protect me and cherish me. Even while we are Soulmates does not seem to matter, I could never let a stupid b**** like this one let a stupid b**** like this one: Intimidate me.

'' Emily, call your master.'' Sandy says, her eyes never leaving mine.

''That is right Emily, call Daddy to come to rescue his little girl.'' I spat.

" shut the f****** b****, '' she retorts, "why am I calling him?'' Emily asks in confusion. I can now tell what is going on here. Emily's nothing but a minion. the one who is controlled and driven around like a puppet by Sandy.

Sandy however surprises me when she turns around and grabs Emily by the hair, she brings her head towards the metal bars of the cell and bangs it against the wall lightly. she then makes her look at her and brings a heavy slap across Emily's face making her immediately start to bleed.

'' call your master and tell her that this b**** just beat you up. I think he will know exactly what to do with her.'' Sandy says in a mischievous tone.

"Dumb. Exactly like a puppet!'' I comment.

I didn't even expect Emily to just turn around and start calling out for master James. And did any of them not feel weird question mark calling a man and addressing him like master was probably the weirdest thing to do. I respected authority, and I had no problem calling people Alpha, Luna, my queen, or beta. But when it came to this sexual side, the Kinks of these men was what seemed to take over.

Perhaps one day, if the slaves were courageous enough, they would cause an uprising and stand up for themselves.

Didn't this woman have brains? Who the hell allowed someone to just pick them up like that and still follow the law commands like a dumb b****.

"You see that that is how much control I have when I instill fear.'' Cindy says taking one more step forward invading my personal space.

I take another step forward, our bodies now awkwardly touching as I look her in the eyes.

''No my dear, that is not fear, that is desperation.'' I said. Fear was when someone obeyed another without hesitation in light of the things that would happen to them if they didn't. What I see with Emily however, is desperation.

She is obsessed with getting on the good side of Sandy and impressing her. Maybe she was once bullied. Maybe, she was once one of the three girls at the corner right now. But why would three girls allow two girls to treat them like this?

''Master James,'' Emily calls out again, this time making sure that her voice is breaking and she appears to be crying. Who the heck would not cry? She wasn't faking it. Sandy has just beaten the crap out of her and she was busy fulfilling her bidding. What the fuck kind of stupid bitch is she?

I hear loud footsteps from a distance.

''There is your karma, bitch.'' Sandy says right before stepping back and throwing herself over the floor. She buried her face in her arms and began sobbing.

'' What is going on here?'' A strong masculine voice speaks out.

''Slave, what has happened to you?'' the man who was dressed in a guard uniform asks. He brings his arm through the rails of the cell and massages Emily's face with remorse.

''I'm the only one allowed to put bruises on your face.'' the man says, an unfamiliar smile dancing on his lips.

''The new slave, she hit me.'' Emily responds in a breaking voice.

James, only because I would never call him master James, looks up at me immediately. Did I even need to ask how he had known I was the one? He obviously knew all the others' slaves and I was the newest One.

''You!'' he says in a deep voice.

''Come! it's time for your initiation.''