Chapter 3 Whitney’s Admirers

The humiliation and bullying were too much for Whitney to bear so she started plotting to escape with the new friend she had made in the pack.

“Psst!” Whitney walked into the laundry room and made her usual remark which she used to communicate with Andrea, her new friend.

Meanwhile, Andrea frowned and walked to Whitney, and dragged her away from the laundry room.

“What are you doing here? I’ve told you severally that people who are of the same rank and also seen as an outcast of the pack cannot be seen together, leave now!” Andrea barked impatiently as people in the laundry room were already giving them a scornful gaze.

“Chill, let’s escape from here together,” Whitney said.

Andrea creased her brow, staring at Whitney like she had seen a clown.

“You must be sick, I bet that's why you came here at first. Leave! And don’t involve me in your plans” Andrea asserted and pushed Whitney out of the wooden door.

Whitney sighed helplessly wondering when her friend would be able to accept her fate.

She walked through the lonely pathways as the omegas were not allowed to pass through the same route as the high-rank werewolves in the pack.

They took a lonely path that was filled with shrubs and grass hedges.

People hardly pass through here except for the omegas who work from morning till night without a break unless there is a special occasion.

“Bang!” Whitney slammed her head on something strong that she cursed inwardly.

She roamed her hand around the hard texture and frowned, “weird! This tree feels like a male chest” she uttered and stepped back but was stunned to see a familiar face staring at her with disgust.

“Alpha Ashlyn” she called with shock and dropped to the floor with a pale face.

“I don’t know that you’ve become so shameless that you would throw yourself at me, why don’t I send some men to you so they can satisfy your sexual needs? I think you must have been sex starved for so long” Ashlyn White asserted and nodded to his beta, Addison Hill who understood what Ashlyn was hinting at and dragged Whitney away ignoring her pleadings.

Whitney Cole was thrown into a hall with dim lights and was filled with people.

It was a club outside the pack and Ashlyn White is a member of the VIP.

Meanwhile, people were dancing, drinking, and screaming in excitement.

She turned around and couldn’t find Lincoln who had pushed her to the club, it was like she had fallen into the hall from the sky.

She was lost and confused while gazing around the noisy place with loud music, this was her first time coming to a place like this as they had never left their small cottage in the Bloodmoon pack.

Whitney wanted to leave but she was blocked by a man with a perverted look.

He was with a messy bun, and tanned skin and was licking his lips, “hey beautiful, come and join us” the man said and tried to hold Whitney, at the same time a waiter with a tray of glass passed Whitney.

She instinctively grabbed a glass of champagne and threw it at the man’s face.

The man stepped back and groaned angrily, “you bitch! You’re just a lowly omega.

How dare you throw champagne at me?” The angry man tore Whitney’s shirt and wiped his face with it while sniffing it continuously.

Whitney covered her unclad chest which was left with a bra and was filled with disgust.

“Don’t act all innocent, everyone here knows you’re the alphas whore but he still doesn’t care about you.

I wonder how he used to take you, can you show me a few moves?" He tried to hold Whitney again but he fell to the ground after she had dodged him again.

“Hey! Grab that bitch and strip her!” The man ordered his men who rushed towards Whitney and tore her clothes and she was only left with her underpants.

“Ashlyn, are you sure you want to watch this?” Addison asked Ashlyn who was sitting in a private room watching the whole scene with interest.

He had arrived after Addison Hill had left Whitney in the dance hall where she was bothered by men.

Ashlyn White’s face was cold with no emotion as he stared at the woman who was being pressed down by a man.

“You look so good, I bet that’s why the alpha fancies you,” the man said and was going to caress Whitney’s face.

However, abruptly he was kicked to the ground that he broke one of his ribs, he gritted his teeth and turned to curse the person so bold to attack him.

He was stunned to see Ashlyn standing in front of him with fury in his eye, Ashlyn glanced at the little woman.

He draped her with his blazers, carried her off the ground, and left.

Whitney, who had fallen unconscious, recovered in a while and decided to escape from the hotel’s window since this was located outside the pack.