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CHAPTER 24

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MAYA

Phase two was a different kind of hell.

Phase one was about survival. Taking hits. Getting up. Learning to endure pain without breaking. It was brutal but straightforward. All I had to do was refuse to stay down.

Phase two was about fighting back. And fighting back required a level of coordination and control that my battered body was struggling to deliver.

The curved blade felt foreign in my hand no matter how many hours I spent with it. Rhea drilled me on footwork and angles and striking
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  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 66

    MAYAThe council meeting was a battlefield without weapons.I sat at the far end of the table because Kael insisted the discussion concerned kingdom security and my presence was a courtesy not a right. I let him have the small victory. I was saving my energy for the larger war.Every council member was present. Kael at his usual seat. Lord Harlen to his left. Lady Voss to his right. General Maddox at the far end studying the table like it contained military secrets. Two other members whose names I had learned but whose loyalties I had not yet mapped.And Asher. At the head. Silver eyes fixed on the letter spread before him like it was a declaration of war.Which it was."The challenge is legally sound" Kael began. His voice was measured. Almost sympathetic. The tone of a man delivering bad news he had been praying for. "The ancient laws regar

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 65

    ASHERThe message arrived at dawn carried by a uniformed courier who rode through our gates under a white flag.Formal. Official. Stamped with the Crescent Moon pack seal and addressed not just to me but to every major Alpha and pack leader within a thousand miles.Damien had made it public. Deliberately. Strategically. He wanted the entire world watching when I opened this envelope.Ethan brought it to me in the war room. He set it on the table without a word. His jaw was tight which told me he had already read it.I broke the seal and unfolded the letter.To His Majesty the Lycan King Asher Baxton.I Alpha Damien of the Crescent Moon pack hereby issue a formal challenge to the legitimacy of the union between yourself and Maya Stone formerly of the Blue Moon pack.The rejection of our mate bond was p

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 64

    GABRIELInformation was the most valuable weapon in existence.Not armies. Not claws. Not bloodlines or ancient powers or thrones made of bone and legacy. Information. The right piece at the right time placed in the right hands could topple empires faster than any sword.And I had just received a very valuable piece.Bryce delivered the scout report at dawn. He stood in my study doorway looking nervous which was his permanent state these days. Damien's spiral into obsession was making everyone in the pack uneasy. Bryce most of all because he was close enough to see the cracks spreading through his Alpha's mind."The Lycan Kingdom conducted a rescue operation" Bryce said. "A team infiltrated a rogue trafficking compound near the southern border. They extracted twelve Blue Moon survivors and brought them inside the kingdom walls."I set my tea down carefully. "Maya led the mission?""She was part of it. Took a wolfsbane wound during the extraction. Reports say she carried one of the sur

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 63

    MAYAGetting my people into the kingdom was the easy part. Keeping them safe inside it was the war nobody warned me about.The twelve Blue Moon survivors were housed in the lower east quarter. A cluster of small stone buildings near the outer wall that had been used as storage facilities before I convinced Asher to convert them into temporary housing.Convinced was a generous word. I had stood in his study and refused to leave until he signed the order. He signed it in under four minutes. A new record for our negotiations.But buildings were just walls. What my people needed was acceptance. And acceptance in the Lycan Kingdom was a currency that wolves could not buy.The problems started on day one.A palace cook refused to prepare meals for the survivors. She said her kitchen served Lycans and she was not running a charity for strays. I walked into that kitchen and stood in front of her station until she met my eyes."You will prepare three meals a day for the survivors in the east q

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 62

    ASHERI told myself I was checking on an asset.That was the excuse I constructed as I walked through the corridors toward Maya's wing at a time when no one would see me. Late. Past midnight. When the hallways were empty and the torches burned low and the only witnesses were shadows.She had been recovering for four days. The wolfsbane had nearly taken her from me. From the kingdom. From the arrangement. That was what I meant. From the arrangement.The healer said her bloodline had burned through the poison at a rate that should not have been possible. She called it extraordinary. I called it terrifying. Because the alternative was a world where Maya Stone stopped breathing and I had to keep ruling a kingdom without her heartbeat echoing through the bond in my chest.I could not think about that alternative without my wolf trying to rip his way out of my skin.Her door was slightly open. A candle burned on the table beside her bed casting a warm glow across the room. I pushed the door

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 61

    MAYAI woke up three days after the rescue.The wolfsbane nearly killed me. The healer told me later that my wolf had burned through most of the poison before it reached my heart. Ordinary wolves did not survive six hours of wolfsbane exposure. My bloodline saved me.The bloodline I still knew nothing about.I spent the first day in bed drifting in and out of consciousness. Nora brought me water and broth. Rhea checked on me once and told me I was an idiot. Ethan left a report on my nightstand with a note that said "Read when conscious."Asher did not visit.But every time I woke up there was something new in my room. Fresh bandages laid out on the table. A blanket thicker than the one I had before. A jar of healing salve placed beside my pillow.And the faintest scent of dark pine lingering in the air like he had been there minutes before I opened my eyes.On the second day I was strong enough to stand. On the third day I was strong enough to walk.The first place I went was Olivia's

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