“Come my little ill vixen,” he said in a crude singsong voice. “Time to see what cock you’re going to have to climb every night.”
He climbed onto the bars of my cage with dexterous feet and, using them to balance, reached out and grabbed my collar. I had no choice but to wait till he had fastened a chain to the hook in the center of the collar. Then he jumped to his feet and pulled me from the cage with a tug of his claws. Like a dog on a leash, I was pulled onto the stage as Serge-Minot started my bid at a record low ten credits.
I was so nervous, so conscious of the audience’s eyes on me that my legs started to lose their autonomy. No, I thought desperately to myself, don’t faint, not now. Not now.
Just when I thought I had mastered myself, I tripped. I stumbled to the side and hit one of the cages that had been put on display at the back of the dais. The cage I knocked into rolled into the next one and created a domino effect that ended in a large crash on the side of the dais. I stood perfectly still as dust kicked up in soft plumes. Serge-Minot and the Pax guard looked at me with dumbstruck expressions on their faces.
Then I heard a scream. My knees give out and I landed on the dais’ grainy wooden planks as Pax started running towards the accident I had never meant to create.
“What’s the damage?”
“It landed on two of ours,” I heard someone shout.
“Are they alive?”
“No.”
“Slaves?”
“One dead, two injured.”
I shuddered. What would this mean for me? It was an accident… surely they could see that. I looked up just in time to see a Pax guard walking toward me. His eyes were alight with anger and his claws looked ready to strike. I closed my eyes and tried to disconnect my body from my mind.
“Wait!”
The voice made my eyes fly open. Serge-Minot was standing next the Pax guard. “We are still in the middle of an auction,” he snarled under his breath. “Put her in one of the cages by the stage and let’s get on with it.”
“But… you’re not going to sell her?”
“Look at her,” Serge-Minot said darkly. “She’s marked. After this whole debacle no one is going to want to buy her. Just get her out of my sight and deal with the cage collapse.”
“But what do we do with her?” the Pax guard asked.
“She’s no longer valuable to us anymore,” Serge-Minot replied with a shrug. “Once the auction is done, kill her.”
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Saved By The Alien Dragon Galactic Alpha’s Conquest: Book 3
Stella Cassy
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