He Sold Me at the Auction But the Lycan King Bought My Heart
I watched my husband push me onto an auction stage and sell me to pay his gambling debts.
Two years of devotion, sacrifice, and love meant nothing. Alpha Mitchell Jackson sold me like livestock, and the pack of wolves bid on me as if I were property. I should have collapsed. I should have begged. Instead, I lifted my chin and vowed he would regret this moment for the rest of his miserable life.
The highest bidder sat in the shadows at the back. He paid triple what Mitchell owed. One word: "Sold." Then he stepped into the light.
Anthony Martinz. The Lycan King. The most feared wolf alive.
I became his purchase, his prisoner, his problem. However, nothing about the terrifying King matched his reputation. He gave me freedom within his palace walls. He never touched me without permission. He looked at me like I mattered, not like I was broken goods. When I discovered I was carrying my ex-husband's baby, Anthony said the child was mine and he would protect us both.
But Mitchell wants me back. The mate bond still chains me to him, causing agonizing pain. Worse, I feel something impossible stirring between Anthony and me: a second-chance mate bond.
To claim my future, I must destroy my past. And I will burn down everyone who thought they could own me.
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Chapter: Chapter SixAnthony's POVChristopher burst into my office at midnight without knocking, which meant either the palace was on fire or he had discovered something explosive."Tell me," I commanded, closing the territorial dispute file I had been reviewing.He slapped a folder onto my desk, face grim with satisfaction. "Mitchell never owed Benson Roland a debt. They are business partners. Have been for eighteen months. The auction was planned from the beginning."I opened the folder, scanning financial records, email correspondence, and transaction logs that Christopher's intelligence team had pulled from sources I probably did not want to know about. Every page confirmed what I already suspected but could not prove: Mitchell groomed Mirabel specifically to sell her."This destroys his duress argument," I said, fire igniting in my chest. "If we present this to the Council, they will strip him of his Alpha title and possibly charge him with trafficking.""It gets better," Christopher said, pulling o
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Chapter: Chapter FiveAnthony's POVI was nine years old when my mother disappeared.One day she was there, laughing in the kitchen while she taught me to make her special honey cakes, and the next day my father was screaming at his beta, demanding to know where she was. The beta ran. Coward made it three territories before my father's trackers caught him.By then, it was too late.My father found the auction records two weeks later, buried in the beta's office. Lot Twenty-Seven: Mated Female, Luna Training, Excellent Bloodlines. Sold for thirty-five thousand dollars to an offshore buyer whose trail went cold at the Canadian border.My father searched for five years. He bankrupted half our territory, called in every favor, threatened every contact, and never found more than dead ends and cold leads. When the final report came back confirming she had died in captivity, he aged twenty years in a single night.He was killed three years later by an assassin who was never caught, and I became Lycan King at twen
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Chapter: Chapter FourThe pain started that night.I was in my suite reading one of the books Diana brought me when my chest suddenly felt like someone was squeezing my heart in a fist. I gasped, dropping the book, pressing both hands to my sternum as the pain intensified into something sharp and wrong.This was not anxiety. This was physical, real, agonizing.I stumbled toward the door, meaning to call for help, but the room tilted sideways, and I crashed to my knees. The pain pulsed with my heartbeat, spreading from my chest down my arms and up my throat until I could barely breathe.The mate bond. It had to be the mate bond."Help," I tried to shout, but it came out as a broken whisper. "Someone please..."The door burst open. Anthony stood there, still dressed from dinner in dark slacks and a white shirt with sleeves rolled to his elbows, and the concern on his face would have shocked me if I could focus on anything except the agony ripping through my body.He crossed the room in three strides, droppin
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Chapter: Chapter ThreeMorning light streaming through the massive windows woke me. For a blissful few seconds, I forgot where I was and what had happened. Then memory crashed back like a physical blow, and I curled into a ball under expensive blankets, stomach churning.A soft knock interrupted my spiral into panic."Miss Nicholas?" A female voice called through the door. "I am Diana, one of the palace staff. May I come in? I brought breakfast and some things you might need."I sat up slowly, pulling the robe tighter around myself. "Come in."The door opened, and a young woman about my age entered carrying a tray that smelled like heaven. She had warm brown eyes, dark curly hair pulled into a bun, and an omega scent that immediately put me more at ease. She set the tray on the table near the fireplace, then turned to me with a gentle smile."I thought you might prefer eating here rather than facing the dining hall on your first morning," Diana said. "Fresh fruit, pastries, eggs, tea. If you need something
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Chapter: Chapter TwoThe drive lasted over an hour through winding forest roads I had never traveled. Anthony sat in the front passenger seat next to his driver, making quiet phone calls in a language I thought might be Russian or Ukrainian. I huddled in the back corner, watching trees blur past in the darkness and trying to process what just happened.My husband sold me at an auction. The Lycan King bought me. I was pregnant with Mitchell's child.Wait. No. That last thought had not been true thirty minutes ago, and it was not true now. I was not pregnant. My cycle was as regular as clockwork, and I had just finished... When was my last cycle exactly?Oh gods!I pressed a hand to my stomach, doing frantic mental math. Six weeks since my last period. Six weeks. I had blamed the missed cycle on stress because Mitchell had been acting strange and distant. But now I knew why he had been distant. He was planning this. Preparing to sell me.If I were pregnant with his child and he sold me anyway, that would ma
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Chapter: Chapter OneThe warehouse smelled like rust, sweat, and fear. I stood frozen just inside the entrance, my finest blue dress suddenly feeling like a costume for a play I never auditioned for. Around me, wolves in cages rattled metal bars with desperate hands. Others stood on raised platforms under harsh lights, their heads bowed while strangers shouted numbers. My stomach twisted into knots so tight I thought I might vomit. "Mitchell," I whispered, grabbing my husband's arm. "What is this place? Why are we here?" He shook off my grip without looking at me. His jaw was set in a way I had never seen before, hard and cold like stone. "Just stay quiet, Mirabel. Do what you are told for once." Do what I am told? In two years of marriage, Mitchell had never spoken to me like that. My heart started hammering against my ribs; something was terribly, horribly wrong. A man approached us, tall and scarred, with eyes that looked dead inside. He wore an expensive suit that clashed with the warehouse grim
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