Susanna’s POVJust then, the man caught sight of Sebastian and I and rushed towards us.“Great Alpha, the moon honors you. pleasure to see you here.“He said paying a slight bow to Sebastian and I, alongside his wife.That was when Derek and Fiona also caught sight of us. They stared at us in horror, and I could see Fiona’s face, turning from the shameless pride she was basking in a few minutes ago, to that of a toothless dog.“Stand tall, Alpha Knox. Pleasure to see you too.”As Sebastian called out the man’s name, I quickly remembered what pack it belonged to, a realization that was also followed by remembering the Luna’s name. So I turned to the woman beside him.“You must be Luna Vivian.”Her smile widened. “Yes, I am Luna Vivian from the Stonefang Pack and I pay my humble respects to you, Luna Susanna.”“I greet you too, Luna of the stormfang.”Derek and Fiona were about to make a run for it when Alpha Knox turned to them.“Come, you too. Come pay your respects to the Lycan King.
Susanna's POV I was at this auction for two reasons only. One: To get Sebestian the artifact he had his eye on for a while now. And two: To thoroughly humiliate Fiona and Derek, giving a taste of their own medicine. I had racked my brain for hours, inventing, ruling out and going over the best ways to do just that, but right now it seems I had no reason to stress myself like that. They had done a good job doing that to themselves.The moans had echoed in the walls of the Auction House, and it was very disturbing to be very honest. The sounds were very explicit and even had the audacity to be at intervals. Sometimes muffled, sometimes loud. Single-handedly making me very uncomfortable. I don't even want to talk about Sebastian, The man looked like he was about to punch a wall, the only thing stopping him is that we are literally in the wall. The design of this place makes me see why Shadow Pelt prided themselves on their intelligence.I peeked out the curtain a little bit, not even
Derek's POV It was absolutely no use.This was the third Alpha-Luna Pair that had turned me down in the span of ten minutes. It did not help that I hadn't heard anything about these, because how closely guarded these packs were, the mere fact reeked of power, and so I ended up before these power packs like a dumbo who knew absolutely nothing about them, sometimes not even the name of their pack. It was pathetic.Even worse was the perceived value of the entire DarkMoon Pack. When William and I planned the Operation Auction to save us, it was said that nothing in the Auction House sold for less than a hundred gold bars. Enough money to get us back on our feet.And yet we had four whole pieces of land with varying sizes prized for a measly five gold bars. It was less than embarrassing and more than humiliating. Imagine showing up to an Alpha without knowing their name or anything, and introducing yourself as the Alpha of DarkMoon Pack, whose half of the territory was prized at five go
Fiona's POVI have him.He is still in my control.It was enough to know I still had him under my whims. Still had him wrapped around my fingers.I was not having it. The mess he was putting up right next to me. I had to fight, tooth and nail, take up a load of crap, to get him from Susanna, yet even then her name never left the halls of the palace, or those of my mind. This is the sanest I have felt in years, perhaps it is because I was outside of the palace and breathing fresh and lavish air, but I really owe Liora a big one for this.The Auction House defined wealth. DarkMoon's riches' treasury cannot even be enough to call chump change next to this....., this was next-level wealth. So much so that I couldn't even dare to be jealous, that would count as ambition.But the wealth was not the only thing that Derek had eyes on. The auctioneer was a beautiful woman; she looked prim and professional, her shirt and skirt spoke of silent wealth, the kind that inspires. The first time I cau
Derek's POV She was smiling at me, invitingly.I was quite shocked to be honest, and agreed and disagreed with myself that this cannot be what I was thinking.But I know that look. Her eyes narrowed slightly, her nose flared, her breathing quickened and her mouth slightly opened.Still....We were at the most prestigious place we had ever been in our entire lives. The very thought of doing that here felt inappropriate..Right.I was still looking at her, and she met my eyes with that same gaze. Was she serious?Her next action answered my thoughts.She started running her hands up and down my thigh, her hands reaching the very borders of my open legs..I sucked in a hard breath. I didn't expect myself to respond like that or even respond at all. I suddenly realised that I had not been touched in a while. My body was just being healthy.Fiona grinned. Wide. I could see more than half of her dentition. I slapped my palm and dragged it the length of my face. She was still working with
Derek's POVThe heels of a petite young lady made clacking sounds that cut through the silence like a hot knife through butter. With her heels clacking sounds, she redirected the attention of everyone to the stage, at least Fiona and me.She was clad in a black and white get-up, a white shirt, a black skirt, a black scarf around her neck and black heels. She looked very formal and professional, and beautiful too, with her black hair tied back into a low bun and brown eyes. I caught myself wondering if I stood a chance with her, with my current situation."You know you don't have to drool so obviously." Fiona's voice was quiet, calm even, a sharp contrast to her usual hysterical self, and that was not settling well with me.I caught myself, tore my eyes away from the auctioneer and stared at the woman beside me, my wife's best friend turned mistress turned Luna. I know Fiona, she was not the type that would take something like that calmly, she would normally go bonkers, her eyes would