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2025-07-07 08:10:00Lisa's pov
I didn’t know what silence sounded like until Alpha Enzo said the words:“How much are you willing to sell her for?”Not take her, not escort her, not even borrow her.Sell.Like I was a sack of flour in a market stall.My insides twisted. I wanted to scream, vomit, slap someone—maybe even myself for not collapsing back in the cell and dying when I had the chance. But I didn’t move. I stood still. Watching. Listening.Baron’s lips curled into a slow, smug smile. The kind of smile that slithered across his face like a snake that just found something slimy to eat.“She’s a little bruised… but not broken,” he said, swirling the wine in his cup like we were negotiating cattle, not humans. “Smart mouth, but obedient enough when she’s been starved properly.”Ash’s jaw ticked, clearly unimpressed.“How much?” Enzo repeated, voice like ice.Baron leaned back in his chair. “A thousand gold notes.”There was a long pause.Even som
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Lisa's POVI jolted awake to the shrill sound of the alarm, its piercing ring slicing through the quiet of my small room. My hand fumbled across the wooden nightstand until I found the clock, shutting it off with a groggy sigh. The morning had arrived too soon, and my bones ached with the exhaustion of yesterday’s endless chores. But today wasn’t just any day—it was the day the celebration truly began, and I knew every servant in the estate would be expected to move faster, work harder, and appear more flawless than ever before.I pushed myself upright, rubbing my eyes before swinging my legs over the edge of the bed. The wooden floor was cold beneath my feet, sending a shiver up my spine. No time to linger. I needed to move. With practiced swiftness, I pulled on a fresh set of clothes, washed my face, and tied my hair back into a neat braid. By the time I looked into the mirror, I already looked like a maid ready to serve, though there was still that tired shadow
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Alpha Enzo's POV I woke up before dawn, long before the first streaks of pale light touched the curtains of my chamber. Sleep had abandoned me the moment I closed my eyes, leaving me restless, haunted, and more agitated than usual. My wolf was restless too, pacing and growling deep in my chest. The more I tried to ignore it, the louder it became, until I finally gave in and pushed myself off the bed. A quick shower didn’t do much to cool the fire crawling under my skin, but at least it cleared my head enough to move. I dressed, not in the ceremonial clothing set aside for the celebration later today, but in plain black trousers and a loose shirt. Something easy to move in. Something I could fight in. I wasn’t going to sit still and let my thoughts devour me. Not today. My legs carried me down the silent hallway almost on instinct, to a door I knew all too well. I raised my hand and knocked twice, sharp and deliberate.
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Lisa's POV I adjusted the hem of my dress for what felt like the hundredth time as I walked along the long hall with Kael. The entire estate was bustling with people getting the final touches done for the annual pack celebration. Servants ran about, decorators hung the last of the drapes, and the kitchen was full of frantic movement. It looked perfect to me already, but Kael wasn’t satisfied until every last detail was locked into place. “Check the list again,” he said, his eyes sharp as ever as he flipped through the papers in his hand. “I’ve checked it three times already,” I muttered, brushing hair from my face. “The lighting is done, the tables are set, the decorations are in place, the musicians confirmed their arrival. Everything is in order.” He hummed, unconvinced. That was Kael for you—perfectionist to the bone. I rolled my eyes slightly but didn’t let him catch it. We walked out into the open courty
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Bryan's POV I slammed the door behind me as I entered the room I shared with Irene, my chest tight with the frustration I’d been bottling up since the council session ended. My fingers itched, and my jaw clenched so hard I could feel the veins pulsing in my temples. She walked in a moment later, her perfume drifting into the space like she owned it, her heels clicking against the polished floor. She didn’t say anything at first, just tossed her hair behind her shoulder with that smug little smile I was starting to despise. I turned on her before she could even settle down. “I know what you’re doing,” I said sharply, my voice low but thick with anger. Her brows arched like she was surprised, but the corners of her lips twitched as though she’d been expecting me to finally snap. “What do you mean, Bryan?” she asked, her tone dripping with feigned innocence. I took a step toward her, eyes narrowin
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Bryan's POV I was dead asleep when someone shook my shoulder hard. I groaned, pulling the pillow over my head. Whoever dared disturb me at this hour clearly had a death wish. “Bryan,” a deep voice said firmly. “Wake up.” I cracked one eye open and glared. “Beta Henry, for the love of the moon, it’s too early for this.” He stood by my bed, arms folded, brows arched like a lecturing elder. His expression screamed no-nonsense, but I still wasn’t impressed. I rolled over, dragging the blanket with me. “What time is it?” I muttered, my voice raspy with sleep. “It’s time you were already awake. The council elders are waiting downstairs,” he replied curtly. That made me crack both eyes open. “Council elders? Right now? You have got to be kidding me.” “I don’t joke,” he said flatly. “Alpha Baron said if you’re not down in five minutes, you’ll be dragged by your neck. And y
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