Inez stared at the siren tied on the old chair. Her eyes were wide just like the others but instead of feeling the thrill of finally getting a chance to have a taste of the euphoria, she was worried about the safety of the siren. Maybe it was a siren thing but the woman had looked at her twice as if she knew what Inez truly was.
And honestly? Realising that the woman knew that she too was a part siren didn’t bring any sort of fear but only helplessness. She wanted to help the siren but there was absolutely nothing that she could do for her.
If she tried to do something for her, Inez knew that these people would rip her apart. She had noticed the greed, the desire and the hunger in their eyes while looking at the siren on display. If she dared to make a move, then these people would certainly kill her along with this siren.
Killian would try to help her. Of course, he would. That man was crazy like that but she knew that if he helped her, then he would be dragged into a hell of a lot of trouble. Because the council would not let him off if they found out that he had hidden a siren in his territory.
She clenched her fists while her eyes continued to stare at the siren on display. Her mind was wrought with worries and she wondered what was going to happen to the siren now. The shifters in the party were ruthless, many being alphas who couldn’t control their instincts for their desire to assert dominance was stronger than that of other shifters.
One of the female shifters turned and looked at Nyx before asking, "Can we have a little taste of her blood as well, Nyx? I don’t think it’s quite charming to just look at the beauty of the siren when we can all have a little taste of her."
"That is something for my mom to decide." Nyx raised her head and shot a beaming smile at the woman. "It’s her gift; I can’t say anything about this."
Nyx was smiling and nodding at people, basking in the attention that the siren had brought her. This was what she had wanted since the start of the evening, though there were a few obstructions; as long as she got what she wanted, Nyx didn’t care about anything else.
Morrineth turned to look at the submissive lycans who were salivating at the sight of the siren and rolled her eyes. She said to them, "It’s not for you all. Go and get me a knife; I need to slice the skin of this siren open."
She could have cut open the skin of the siren with the help of her claws but that would dirty her dress and that wasn’t something that Morrineth wanted to do.
"Morrineth," Edira seemed a bit disgusted by the proceedings. Her brows were scrunched up and she was staring at the siren with a hint of mercy in her gaze but as she lowered her gaze and saw the excitement in the eyes of her friend, she knew that Morrineth was not going to let go of this siren.
And as this siren was legally obtained, there was nothing that she could do to stop these people. Disgusted and helpless, Edira shifted to the back, not wanting to deal with the mess in front of her.
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An alpha who had formed an alliance with the Red Blood Hill pack stepped forward. His eyes flickered to the siren tied on the chair and he questioned, "Morrineth, you wouldn’t mind if I take this siren for a little fun, will you? After all, a female siren brings not only mental but also physical pleasure to the male shifters and in case she is in pleasure, the taste of her blood turns even more delightful."
Inez was beyond disgusted when she heard the remark of the man. She turned to look at the siren whose eyes were now filled with even more terror.
Horrors that she had seen and felt because she had been once locked up in the council. Inez wondered what kind of terror this woman had gone through while locked up in council for her to tremble like a leaf.
As the alpha who had spoken was a rather powerful tiger shifter, Morrineth didn’t wish to offend him. Anyway, his request was not too offensive to her. "Of course, if you wish to, then you can have fun with this siren. Anyway, we will be basking in the glory of your hard work or I should say hard thrusts?" Morrineth joked.
Inez thought that the alpha would at least have the decency to bring the siren to a room or something of the sort. But she had forgotten that shifters were much more open when it came to such things. He didn’t even stop to think twice before pulling the siren off the chair; the ropes that tied around her limbs broke free and the siren started to fight against the alpha.
However, years of torment and being subject to inhuman activities had made the siren really weak. Even when she tried her hardest, she couldn’t fight against the alpha; she looked like a toddler trying to fight an adult.
The alpha remained unmoved as he pressed her down on the floor and started sucking and biting her bare breasts.
In the thrashing, the handkerchief that had been stuffed in her mouth had been knocked out; the siren now screamed and wailed. Her eyes flickered as she tried to push the man off her body. "Help me, please."
However, no one came to help her. One of the men did step forward but that was only to silence the siren again by pushing the handkerchief right in her mouth again.
The crowd remained unaffected by the horrors that were happening in front of them; instead, they seemed to be enjoying the sight of it. Inez, on the other hand, felt like she was going to be sick.