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The morning light slipped through the tall glass windows. I had not slept at all through the night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Damian’s face the way his voice sounded when he said, “You will learn that death isn’t your way out.” I sat on the edge of the bed, still wearing the silk gown they had forced on me last night. My eyes snapped to the door when it opened quietly. One of the palace maids, who had introduced herself to be Kara, peeked inside. “Miss Aria.” She said softly. “The other wives have asked to meet you.” I looked up slowly. “Wives?” I frowned. “Yes… the Alpha King’s other wives.” The words made my stomach turn into a knot. I should not have been surprised he was the Alpha King, after all but hearing it out loud made me angry for no reason. Kara walked closer to where I was. “They have been waiting in the garden, I will take you there.” I wanted to refuse, but I couldn’t stay locked in this room forever. “Fine.” I said quietly. The palace halls were large; they were of gold, glass, and different lights. Wolves in uniforms guarded every corner, none of them smiled, no one even looked my way. When we reached the open garden, I saw six of them sitting around a glass table. They were very beautiful and each one looked perfect in her own way. But their beauty didn’t comfort me, it warned me. Kara bowed and whispered. “Lady Aria, the King’s wives.” before quietly stepping back. The woman seated at the center stood first. She had black hair that was shining like. and her eyes were very sharp. “So.” She said, her eyes went up and down. “You are the one who caused such a stir.” Her voice was calm but it carried the kind of power that made others fall silent. “I am Selene, first wife, queen.” She didn’t smile, and I didn’t bow. The next woman leaned forward, her expression was cool and polished. “Isolde.” She greeted me. “You will learn quickly that the King’s attention doesn’t last, I would suggest that you enjoy it while it does.” Isolde said in a venomous tone. Another woman with soft curls and a fake sweet smile waved in. “Oh, don’t scare her already, Isolde. I’m Vivian I will help you settle in… as long as you don’t get in my way.” Her kindness was so obviously false that I almost laughed. The fourth one, Mariana, had short dark hair and strong arms like that of a soldier. She crossed her legs and gave me a cold look. “So this is the human blood everyone is talking about.” She said, “She doesn’t even look like she could fight a pup.” “I didn’t come here to fight anyone.” I replied quietly. Mariana smirked. “Then you will be eaten alive.” The next woman, Celine, sat silently for a long moment. She had pale skin, icy blue eyes, and she didn’t blink much. “Celine.” She said finally, her voice was soft and dangerous. “I don’t talk much, I prefer actions.” She added. Something about her calmness sent a chill through me. And then there was the last one, she looked older, graceful, and intelligent. Her presence alone silenced the others when she spoke. “Lilith.” She said, “Eldest wife, the one who keeps the order here.” She introduced herself and then she stared at me for a while. “You shouldn’t have come.” She said finally. “I did not have a choice.” I said before I could stop myself. That earned a few smirks from the table. Selene stood up again, walking toward me with slow, confident steps. Her perfume filled the air. It was full of something sweet that made it hard to breathe. “You think not having a choice makes you special?” She asked softly. “Every one of us thought that once.” I stared at her. “And what happened?” Her lips curved into a smile. “We learned our place.” The other wives laughed quietly, except Lilith, who simply watched, her face was unreadable. Vivian leaned forward, resting her chin on her palm. “Do you know why he keeps you away from everyone?” She asked and I said nothing. “It is because you are his secret.” She whispered. “You think we can not smell it? You are his mate.” My heart skipped a beat, Selene’s expression did not change, but I saw the flicker of realization in her eyes. “Interesting, so that is what makes you different.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied quickly. Celine lifted up her head. “Then why does he keep guards outside your door? Why won’t he let anyone near you?” Their words pressed against me like knives. Lilith stood up and gathered her shawl around her shoulders. “Enough.” She said sharply. “We all know what happens when the King grows attached and lets her find out herself.” Selene’s lips curved into a small, cruel smile. “Yes, she will.” The wives began to rise one by one as they passed. I felt each of their eyes on me. It was full of curiosity, jealousy, and hate. Selene stopped beside me, leaning close enough for her breath to brush my ear. “None of us last long.” She whispered. “Not even the ones he claims to love.”
Aria's POVThe morning light slipped through the tall glass windows. I had not slept at all through the night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Damian’s face the way his voice sounded when he said, “You will learn that death isn’t your way out.”I sat on the edge of the bed, still wearing the silk gown they had forced on me last night. My eyes snapped to the door when it opened quietly. One of the palace maids, who had introduced herself to be Kara, peeked inside. “Miss Aria.” She said softly. “The other wives have asked to meet you.”I looked up slowly. “Wives?” I frowned. “Yes… the Alpha King’s other wives.”The words made my stomach turn into a knot. I should not have been surprised he was the Alpha King, after all but hearing it out loud made me angry for no reason.Kara walked closer to where I was. “They have been waiting in the garden, I will take you there.”I wanted to refuse, but I couldn’t stay locked in this room forever. “Fine.” I said quietly.The palace halls were
Damian's POVThe knock was hard on my office door when Ethan entered without waiting for me to respond.“Alpha, there is trouble.” He said, as he tried to catch his breath. “It is the girl, she is threatening herself with a pin.”I didn’t wait for any more explanation, I sprung to my feet and I just moved. “Where?” I asked as we were going.“Your quarters.”I left immediately, my steps were faster than I had expected and my anger had reached its peak. Aria. She was always testing her limits.But even though I was angry, there was something else that I was feeling something I hated admitting even to myself. The bond stirred underneath my skin, warning me that if anything happened to her, I would feel it too.When I entered the room, everyone went silent. The Maids and guards stood frozen in fear. Aria was standing at the center, a pin was pressed to her throat and her hands were shaking.She looked at me and our eyes met. “Don’t come closer!” She shouted, her voice broke and her whol
Aria's POVWhen I woke up, my head felt like it was splitting open. Everything was blurry at first, my body was heavy, and for a moment, I didn’t even know where I was. Then I remembered the car, the forest, the chains, and Damian’s voice ordering that I be injected.My hands moved weakly, but the sting on my wrists told me that the chains had been real. I touched my skin. It was raw, blistered. The silver burn was still there.I forced my eyes open, I wasn’t outside anymore.I was lying on a massive bed in a wide, shining room. The ceiling was high, and the walls looked like something out of a magazine white marble, glass windows so tall I could see the city lights far below. It looked like a palace or maybe it was one.My heart started racing. I sat up too fast, and the world spun. “No… no, no, no.”I was in his house.I pressed my hands against my chest, trying to breathe. Then my anger turned to the real reason I was here: my uncle and aunt.They sold me, they took my life and han
Damian's POVThe car engine hummed softly as the convoy moved down the quiet road that went through the outskirts of the city. I sat in the front seat, scrolling through the file Ethan had sent me. It contained everything about Aria.Age: Twenty-four.Bloodline: half werewolf, half human.Parents: Both deceased.Abilities: dormant.Her uncle had sold her to clear his debt.I studied the details though every word stirred something sharp inside me. Her parents had once been connected to one of the royal bloodlines before they vanished. There was more to her than just beauty or a tragic story. The more I read, the more questions I had.I glanced at the rear-view mirror, she was still asleep, lying awkwardly against the seat. Her wrists were red where the ropes had been, and her head rested against the window. The movement of the car made her hair fall across her face. I could sense the faint hum of her heartbeat; it was slow but steady.“Keep your eyes on the road,” I said to the driver.
Damian's POVThe sun was just coming up over the city when I opened my eyes. I had barely slept, the sound of the auction still echoed in my head, the crowd, the voices, the final silence when I said my price. I could still see her on that stage, she was small, trembling, covered in bruises but with those strange silver blue eyes that refused to bow.My mate.I stood in front of the mirror, buttoning my black shirt slowly. The reflection staring back at me was calm, collected, everything an Alpha King was meant to be. But inside, my chest was not steady. It had been years since the bond inside me had stirred at anyone’s scent. Yet the moment she had stepped on that stage, the pull had been instant; it was wild and undeniable.I wasn’t supposed to find her like that, bound and humiliated. Bought but it happened, and now she was mine.A knock came at the door.“Enter,” I said.Ethan walked in, head slightly bowed. “She is here, Alpha, she just arrived.”“Where?”“In the hall, dressed a
Aria's POVI woke up to the sound of shouting, my head was pounding, and my mouth was dry. When I tried to move, a sharp pain shot through my arms. My wrists were tied with rope. The room smelled like sweat, blood, and fear.I blinked a few times before I could see clearly. The room was underground, dark, with stone walls and only a few weak lights hanging from the ceiling. Around me were other girls, some were older, some were younger, most of them were crying.One of the guards kicked a metal bucket near us. “Wake up, all of you!” he shouted.A woman came in with a clipboard, her face was cold, her voice firm. “Line them up, we start in an hour.”The girls obeyed quickly, I tried to stand but my legs trembled. The floor was cold and rough under my feet. My clothes that were left were dirty and torn from when they dragged me here. Now my body just hurts everywhere.The woman walked past me, her eyes scanning us like we were things, not people. “Make sure they are marked,” she said t








