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Chapter 114: His Mate
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Sold to the Devil Chapter 115: The Gathering flame
The sun was a pale gold halo behind the trees when Dante stepped into the stone hall nestled at the center of the Bloodmoon territory. It was an ancient structure, carved directly into the hillside, where the leaders of the clan had met for generations. The circular table at its heart was rough-hewn, its surface scarred from years of strategy and memory.Already seated were the clan elders—five of them, each cloaked in dark wool and lined with silver insignia etched into the folds. Luka stood just behind Dante’s shoulder, silent but ever alert, while Mara leaned against the wall nearby, arms crossed as she surveyed the room.Dante exhaled quietly and took his place at the table.“Alpha,” one of the elders, a narrow-faced woman named Solene, greeted. “You have returned.”“And not alone, from what we hear,” another added—a man called Corvin, whose hair had long since gone white but whose eyes were sharp as any young wolf’s.“She’s here,” Dante confirmed, voice low but unwavering.“Emili
Sold to the Devil Chapter 114: His Mate
The room was quiet—too quiet. Emilia had tried to rest, but her thoughts refused to be tamed. She’d changed out of her travel clothes, pulled her hair up loosely, and curled beneath the warm blanket on the bed. The mattress was softer than expected, and the room smelled of pine and old wood, the scent oddly comforting.Still, sleep never came.Her mind wandered in a restless loop, returning again and again to Dante’s expression during the drive, to the whispering villagers, and to the truth she had nearly overheard before they left the estate. Each thought nudged her heart, stirring the dust of uncertainty.A soft meow broke the silence.Mochi was sprawled across the windowsill, sunbathing. Her eyes cracked open and narrowed on Emilia with catlike disdain.“You’re restless,” Mochi muttered. “Go walk it off before you drive me mad.”Emilia sighed. “You’re a terrible emotional support animal.”“I’m not an animal. I’m a person stuck in a very cute, very inconvenient body,” Mochi huffed a
Sold to the Devil Chapter 113: Walls have ears
The days trickled by like sand in an hourglass, the mansion’s grandeur growing quieter with each passing hour. Most of the staff had already been sent ahead to prepare the pack’s return, and the halls that once echoed with laughter and footsteps were now filled with a fragile kind of silence. It wasn’t peace—just the breath before something bigger.Emilia found herself wandering more than usual. She couldn’t sit still, couldn’t stop thinking, and the walls of her room felt like they were closing in. So she roamed.She visited the eastern garden where the roses bloomed tall, blood red against the green, wild and unruly as if they refused to be tamed. She touched the petals absentmindedly, listening to the way the wind carried the estate’s secrets through the branches.Later, she found herself near the training grounds where Dante’s wolves were resting near the shade. Massive, thick-furred, and glowing faintly with something almost magical beneath their skins. She had seen them before,
Sold to the Devil Chapter 112: The Quiet
Emilia sat quietly on the bed, legs folded beneath her, her gaze unfocused as she stared at the floor. The morning sun seeped in through the tall windows, casting warm light across the room, but it did little to chase away the cold stirring in her chest. Mochi was seated on the nearby armchair in her human form, cross-legged, silent and tense, her eyes fixed on Emilia.Neither of them had said much since the meeting downstairs ended.Emilia had heard everything. The walls in the estate weren’t as thick as everyone assumed. Maybe the universe wanted her to know just how unwanted she was.Some wanted to hand her over to the witches.Others wanted to use her like a weapon.None of them saw her as a person.And now... they were leaving.“Do you think they’ll really do it?” Emilia asked suddenly, her voice barely above a whisper.Mochi glanced at her. “Do what?”“Give me up.”Mochi stood up and walked over, sitting beside her. “Dante won’t let that happen.”Emilia hesitated. “You heard wha
Sold to the Devil Chapter 111: The Morning After
The morning sun cast a pale golden hue through the tall, narrow windows of the estate's war room. But the light did nothing to warm the heavy atmosphere that cloaked the room like a suffocating fog. Around the oval-shaped table sat the most trusted members of Dante’s clan, each one marked by the fatigue and fury left in the wake of the previous night’s chaos.Dante stood at the head of the table, his dark shirt unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves rolled to his forearms. Though his expression was controlled, the tension in his jaw and the way his fingers pressed into the edge of the table betrayed the storm brewing beneath his calm.Luka stood behind him, arms crossed, face unreadable. Mara leaned against the far wall, silent but ever-watchful. Celeste sat in her usual chair, posture perfectly upright. Beside her was Seraphina.Marcello sat farther down, staring into his teacup, his presence unusually subdued.Dante’s voice cut through the silence like a blade. “We lost six people last n
Sold to the Devil Chapter 110: Trauma
The room was dim, save for the single antique lamp flickering weakly on a table near the far wall. Its golden hue cast long, trembling shadows across the ornate furnishings—shadows that danced with every uneven breath from the three figures inside.Vanessa paced like a cornered animal, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor with each turn. Her eyes were wild, her hair tangled from her earlier flight. She tugged at the sleeves of her once-elegant dress, her lips moving non-stop.“This is all Emilia’s fault,” she snapped for the fifth time, her voice high and strained. “She brought this curse upon the estate. She’s always been a magnet for misfortune—always! We should’ve gotten rid of her when we had the chance.”Alissa sat curled on the velvet settee, her knees drawn to her chest, arms wrapped around them as she rocked ever so slightly. Her eyes were wide, bloodshot, and unblinking. She was whispering to herself, too low to make out at first.“They shifted… they really shi
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