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Chapter 15: The Auction House

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last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-07-22 16:55:59

After dessert, Jason rose from the table and extended his hand toward me without a word, tilting his head slightly toward the small cleared space beside the piano, an unspoken invitation that somehow felt more binding than any of the demands he’d made all evening.

“Dance with me.” His voice carried none of the arrogance from earlier, only something quieter, almost like a genuine request rather than a command.

I should have refused. Every rational part of me insisted I refuse, reminded me of the
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    My father recovered first, though his composure had visibly cracked at the edges. "Mr. Salford, we were just joking around. A bit of family teasing, nothing more.""Joking?" Jason's voice stayed level, but something in it made my father take an involuntary step backward, the same reaction I remembered from the guards outside the cathedral six years ago.Virginia's hand shot out, gripping the sleeve of the man standing beside her — a stranger I hadn't noticed until now, tall and polished in the particular way of men who'd never once had to work for anything they owned. "Jason, say something. Don't just stand there."He straightened, clearing his throat with obvious reluctance. "Mr. Salford, Virginia was only teasing her stepdaughter. Sisters tease each other. Surely a man of your stature has better things to occupy his time than women's squabbles."Jason turned toward him slowly, studying him with the same predatory patience I'd already learned to recognize. "What's your name?""Jason

  • ALPHA SALFORD    Chapter 21: Mrs. Salford

    "Six hundred thousand," the auctioneer called, and another paddle rose near the front of the crowd. My father hadn't moved from where he stood, watching the necklace climb further out of my reach with the same detached satisfaction he'd worn since the moment I'd approached him."Eight hundred thousand."A man near the back — someone I didn't recognize, dressed in the same effortless wealth as everyone else in the room — leaned toward his companion just loud enough for me to hear. "Some things simply aren't meant for people like her. She should know her place by now."I said nothing. There was nothing left to say that hadn't already been said, cruder or crueler, by someone in my own family tonight."One million dollars."The number hung in the air, and I felt something in my chest give way entirely, grief and humiliation braiding together until I couldn't separate one from the other anymore. I'd lost her all over again. Not just my mother — the last physical piece of her, the necklace,

  • ALPHA SALFORD    Chapter 20: Ten Years

    The footsteps weren’t Jason’s.A waiter passed behind me instead, balancing a tray of champagne flutes, entirely indifferent to the scene unfolding a few feet away, weaving between clusters of guests without so much as a glance in our direction, his footsteps unremarkable in every way that mattered. Disappointment settled low in my stomach, sharper than I wanted to admit, the small hope I’d let myself feel curdling instantly into something closer to embarrassment. Virginia’s laugh filled the silence before I could recover my composure.“An invisible crown.” She shook her head slowly, savoring every syllable, clearly delighted to have a fresh angle of humiliation to work with. “The poor man must be so ashamed of you already, buying things that never even materialize.”“Can’t wash off your roots, can you, sister?” My stepmother’s voice carried that same false gentleness, worse somehow than open cruelty, wrapped around the insult like silk around a blade. “No matter how much crystal he d

  • ALPHA SALFORD    Chapter 19: Invisible

    “Ladies and gentlemen,” the auctioneer called out, his voice carrying easily over the settling crowd, “please give us a moment while we prepare the next lot.”The room dissolved into scattered conversation, guests drifting toward the small bar set up near the far wall, champagne flutes clinking softly against silver trays as waiters wove between clusters of well-dressed strangers. I found myself standing alone near my abandoned chair, still turning Jason’s absence over in my mind, still trying to guess what could have pulled him away with such urgency, his warning tone still echoing in my ears long after his footsteps had faded through the exit.“Well, well.” A familiar, honeyed voice cut through my thoughts before I’d even registered footsteps approaching, the sound of it alone enough to send a cold, unpleasant jolt through my chest. “All alone, little sister? Where did your husband disappear to?”Virginia. Of course.I turned to find her standing there in a deep violet gown that cle

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    The bidding hadn’t stopped at one point five million, not by a long shot, the room’s excitement clearly feeding on itself the way these things always seemed to once enough money entered the conversation.Somewhere near the back of the room, a silver-haired collector I didn’t recognize had pushed his paddle up twice more in quick succession, driving the number higher with an obstinance that suggested pride mattered more to him now than the crown itself, the way these things always seemed to escalate once ego entered the equation. Jason hadn’t so much as glanced in the man’s direction. He’d simply waited, unbothered, until the auctioneer called for the next bid, his composure never once wavering despite the sums climbing higher with every passing second, as though the entire spectacle amused him more than it concerned him.“Three million,” he said like it meant nothing.“Supreme Alpha Salford.” The auctioneer’s voice had climbed into something almost breathless. “Three million dollars.

  • ALPHA SALFORD    Chapter 17: Do You Want It?

    The velvet cloth slid away, and the auctioneer’s voice rose to fill the entire room, smooth and practiced, the kind of voice built for exactly this moment.“Ladies and gentlemen, what you’re about to witness is not simply an artifact.” He gestured toward the pedestal with a flourish, and the crowd around us leaned forward as one, champagne glasses forgotten in outstretched hands. “It is history itself, preserved for nearly a century. The Lumen Crown, worn by the legendary dancer Odile Voss during her final performance of The Ashen Swan, in the year 1931, three weeks before her tragic disappearance from public life entirely.”Gasps rippled through the room, followed by a low, appreciative murmur that spread outward like ripples on still water, several guests already leaning toward their companions to whisper what I assumed were half-remembered fragments of the same story.“Crafted by the master jewelers of House Belmont,” the auctioneer continued, his voice rising with practiced showma

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