The Human Among Wolves (Aurora) novel Chapter 358

Chapter 358

Aurora

The steam clung to my skin as she pushed me back into the bedroom.

I barely had time to register what was happening before I saw them.

Three girls.

They were already inside the room, standing near the vanity like they had been waiting for me. Waiting for this exact moment.

They weren’t dressed like prisoners.

They wore fitted black outfits-simple but deliberate. Their hair was neat. Their makeup subtle but precise. None of them looked at me for

more than a second. And when they did, it wasn’t curiosity.

It was distance.

Professional distance.

The older woman nudged me forward. “Sit.”

I didn’t argue.

The vanity chair was soft, cushioned in pale velvet. My bare feet sank slightly into a plush rug as I lowered myself into it. The mirror in front of me reflected someone I barely recognized-damp hair clinging to my shoulders, skin flushed from heat, eyes too bright against how pale I’d

become.

Those eyes.

Silver at the center. Alive.

One of the girls stepped forward immediately. She began brushing my hair with slow, controlled strokes. Not rough. Not gentle either. Just practiced. Another opened a small case filled with makeup brushes and powders. The third knelt in front of me, taking my hands without

asking permission.

I flinched.

“Relax,” the girl in front of me muttered under her breath, though her ton held no warmth.

They worked in silence.

The one behind me sectioned my hair carefully, drying it with a low humom a dryer before curling pieces with precise movements. Soft

waves formed, cascading down my back like they were shaping something expensive.

The girl in front tilted my chin slightly upward. Foundation brushed across my skin. Concealer under my eyes. Powder. Contour. Blush. Every

motion calculated. Every angle adjusted.

They weren’t making me look like myself.

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She didn’t ask if I agreed.

She removed the towel and dressed me herself. The fabric slid over my skin like liquid. Cool at first, then warming against my body. She adjusted it carefully, smoothing it over my hips, tightening something at the back, ensuring it fit perfectly.

Shoes came next. Heels. Not impossibly high-but high enough.

Then jewelry.

A delicate chain around my neck. Small earrings. Nothing excessive. Just enough to signal value.

She stepped back again, folding her hands.

The three girls were gone now. Slipped out quietly at some point without me noticing.

It was just her and me.

And the mirror.

I stared at my reflection.

I looked like someone attending a gala.

Not someone who had been dragged from a cell hours ago.

The older woman moved closer one final time. She adjusted the neckline slightly, then leaned in just enough that I could smell her perfume—

sharp, old-fashioned, floral.

Her eyes met mine in the mirror.

“Tonight,” she said slowly, her accent thick but deliberate, “you meet buyers.”

The word didn’t register at first.

Buyers.

It echoed once. Twice.

My chest tightened so sharply it almost hurt.

Buyers.

As in.

My gaze flicked to hers, disbelief and horror crashing together.

She didn’t blink.

“Smile,” she added coldly. “And do not make problem.”

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Chapter 358

Twenty minutes later, a knock sounded at the door.

It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t aggressive.

Just two precise taps.

I was sitting on the edge of the bed, spine straight, hands resting carefully in my lap so I wouldn’t wrinkle the satin. The woman had warned me not to crease it. As if the dress mattered more than the body inside it

She had been standing by the window the entire time, silent and still, watching me without actually looking at me.

In those twenty minutes, I had run through every possible escape plan.

Break the mirror, use the glass.

Attack her when she turns her back.

Run.

Scream.

Jump from a window.

Every single scenario ended the same way.

With me dead.

Or worse.

“It’s time. Get up.”

Her voice cut cleanly through my thoughts.

I stood immediately. Not because I wanted to. Because I knew better than to hesitate.

She crossed the room and took my hand-not gently, not cruelly either. Film. Possessive. Like I already belonged to someone.

She opened the door.

No one stood outside waiting.

The hallway stretched before us, bathed in the same sickly pink as the room. Soft lighting lined the walls, casting a flattering glow over

everything it touched. The carpet was plush beneath my heels, swallowing sound.

And we were not alone.

Girls.

Countless girls.

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