Thread: To Bite The Hand (Google and Slashed007)

Ella had tried to think of other things while settle into her very comfortable home. She changed her clothes since that lovely green dress had been dirty. She didnt want to stand out when the ceremony began, she didnt want to look eager, and she didnt want to look tame. She slipped into the dullest dress she owned, yet somehow it still looked amazing on her curves. This time, however, her cleavage did not show. The dress seemed to be a much more conservative one, hopefully it wouldnt provoke any of the men. She moved in her house, pacing as she thought about what would soon happen. She grew dizzy thinking about the ordeal and instead of continuing to think about it, she gazed into a small mirror. It hung on the wall, her parents had bought it before their deaths. She looked at herself and snarled, trying to look unappealing in every way possible. When she was satisfied with her scariest face, she went on to practice her dull face. After an hour of practicing how to look unappealing, Ella sat once again. Her mind eventually drifted off into some sort of slumber, one that didnt suit her mood well. It was light and she felt as if she were still awake. The sounds of the world were not completely muffled, despite the fact that she lay asleep. She didnt know how long she stayed like that, in a dreadful nap that felt more like she was awake. She figured a long time though, since a loud knock sounded on her door followed by a voice that demanded for her to stand in the selection line. With extreme aggravation she pushed her body up from the chair, she ruffled her own hair out of habit and then exited. Her eyes flickered from woman to woman as they lined up, trying to get closer in line. They all wore their most provocative attire and did their hair as perfect as could be. They stood shuffling about impatiently waiting for the men to arrive. Some of the women snarled as she walked by, but that only caused Ella to give them a lazy smirk. Did they really think she wanted this? How stupid. After everyone had found their place in the line, she made her way to the very back as far as she could get from the males eyes. Best females first right? She chuckled to herself and tried to remain out of sight. When the men finally did arrive, Ella grew serious and pushed herself behind the rest of the females. Her eyes grew darker as she peered at them, gazed at their greedy, lustful eyes. She could barely stomach it, shed be damned if she was given to one of them. They couldnt even possibly understand love or what it meant to be a true mate. Alphas were the worst, they could plunder through all the women they wanted. They could take and take and take, it disgusted Ella deeply. Some males were even snapping at each other asserting their dominance. A few females even started to whine desperately for the males to pick them, it was pathetic. Ella grew annoyed with the wait, she wished they would get on with it already so she could be off and free once again. Then he appeared, one of the strongest males in the pack. She knew him, she had watched him fight and hunt, and he definitely was strong. He probably would be an alpha one day. His hair trickled down his back, his jaw strong. She couldnt deny he was handsome, but she could immediately detect his arrogance. The way he slowly strode by the females, stopping at a few and sniffing. It looked as if he were shopping for food at a human market. His demeanor made her sick, she wished he'd pick someone already, but he kept dragging his selection on. After a moment of though, her eyes darted toward him. Why wasnt he stopping? Panic began to arise. No way would he want a disobedient, very angry, disinterested mate. He better not pick me Ella thought angrily.