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CHAPTER 87

作者: Blaq Ink
last update 公開日: 2026-04-12 00:08:00

MAYA

It started as a whisper beneath my skin.

I was alone on the training grounds. Dawn had not fully broken. The sky was that particular shade of grey that belonged to the hour before the world woke up. Rhea had given me the morning off. Forced rest after I collapsed yesterday. But rest felt like surrender so I came here anyway.

The striking post stood in front of me. New. Reinforced. Iron core wrapped in leather

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  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 87

    MAYAIt started as a whisper beneath my skin.I was alone on the training grounds. Dawn had not fully broken. The sky was that particular shade of grey that belonged to the hour before the world woke up. Rhea had given me the morning off. Forced rest after I collapsed yesterday. But rest felt like surrender so I came here anyway.The striking post stood in front of me. New. Reinforced. Iron core wrapped in leather to absorb impact without splintering.I settled into my stance. Feet shoulder width apart. Knees soft. Hands wrapped. The familiar rhythm that had become as natural as breathing.Left. Right. Left. Right.The movements were precise. Controlled. Everything Rhea had drilled into me over months of brutal training. But something felt different today. The power behind each strike came easier. Flowed smoother. Like a dam had cracked somew

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 86

    MAYAThe first message arrived at dawn.A palace runner delivered it to my door. Young girl. Maybe fourteen. She handed me the sealed envelope and left quickly without meeting my eyes. Like she had been instructed not to engage.I recognized the handwriting on the front. Sharp. Precise. The penmanship of a man trained from childhood to turn even casual notes into formal declarations.Asher.I set it on the table. Did not open it. Went to training instead.The second message arrived at noon.Same runner. Same instructions. She placed it in my hand and retreated before I could speak. This envelope was thicker. More pages. More words trying to bridge a gap that felt insurmountable.I set it beside the first one. Still sealed. Went back to the striking post and hit it until my knuckles split. 

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 85

    ETHANWe caught him in the servants' corridor at midnight.Young. Maybe twenty. Scrawny build that let him pass as a kitchen assistant. He had been working in the palace for three weeks under a false name and forged references. Long enough to map the guard rotations. Long enough to learn which council members kept irregular hours. Long enough to be useful.My men dragged him into the interrogation room beneath the barracks. Stone walls. No windows. A single torch bracket that cast shadows designed to make prisoners feel smaller than they were.I let him sit in the dark for an hour before I walked in.He was shaking. Good. Fear was a crack I could work into a fissure.I pulled up a chair. Sat across from him. Did not speak. Just looked at him with the expression I had perfected over years of extracting information from people who thought silen

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 84

    MAYAThe morning session ended with blood on my knuckles again.Rhea did not comment. She just tossed me a clean rag and walked toward the armory muttering something about needing to reinforce the next batch of striking posts with iron.I sat on the bench at the edge of the training grounds and wrapped my hands. The bond hummed with dull exhaustion. Not mine. His. Asher had been in meetings since dawn. I felt every minute of it through the connection. The strain. The effort it took him to focus when his body was screaming for proximity I refused to give.Good. Let him suffer through council sessions while his wolf clawed at his ribs.I was tying off the last bandage when I felt her approach.Not through the bond. Through instinct. The particular awareness that came from spending years in a pack where you learned to read tension in the air bef

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 83

    KAELThe meeting took place in Lord Harlen's private study. Away from the palace. Away from eyes and ears that reported to the King.Three council members sat in leather chairs arranged in a careful semicircle. Lord Harlen. Lady Voss. And Lord Torven, the oldest member of the council, a man whose loyalty had wavered in recent weeks like a compass near magnetic interference.I stood near the fireplace. Not sitting. Standing conveyed authority. Control. The unspoken message that this gathering existed at my discretion, not theirs."Thank you for coming" I began. My voice was measured. Calm. The tone of a concerned advisor, not a conspirator. "I know the hour is late and the request was irregular. But what we must discuss cannot wait for formal sessions."Harlen shifted in his chair. He was nervous. Good. Nervous men were easier to guide."You s

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 82

    MAYAThe headaches started on day four.Not the dull background throb I had grown used to. These were different. Sharp. Piercing. Like someone driving a nail through my skull from the inside. They arrived without warning and stayed for hours. No position eased them. No breathing technique dulled them.The bond was punishing me for the separation.I knew what it was. Rhea had warned me. A fully sealed mate bond was not designed to endure prolonged distance. Especially not in the first weeks after marking. The connection needed proximity. Contact. Reinforcement through touch and scent and presence.Denying it had consequences.Day five brought nausea. I woke up with my stomach clenched in a fist. Managed three bites of bread before my body rejected it. Olivia found me bent over the basin dry heaving nothing."This is the bo

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 77

    MAYAI hit the wooden post until my knuckles split.Then I hit it again.Dawn had not fully broken. The training grounds were empty. Fog clung to the dirt like a living thing, swirling around my bare feet as I drove my fists into the striking post with a rhythm that matched the pounding in my chest

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 76

    ETHANThe kingdom cracked down the middle in less than twelve hours.I watched it happen the way you watch a fault line split open beneath a city. Slowly at first. A whisper here. A glance there. Then all at once. Violent and irreversible.The Queen has left the palace.Six words. That was all it t

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 75

    ASHERThe pain came in waves.Not mine. Hers. Delivered through a bond I could not close and did not deserve. It crashed against the inside of my ribs every thirty seconds with the precision of a tide governed by a moon that wanted me to

  • AUCTIONED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 74

    MAYAI packed in the dark.There was not much to take. A few tunics. Training clothes. The boots Rhea had given me when my old ones fell apart. A small wooden comb Nora had left on my dresser weeks ago with a note that said every queen ne

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