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CHAPTER 38: The Bidding War

Author: Marcelinee
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-07-16 14:05:47

The grand auction hall of the neutral compound was a cavernous space bathed in the warm, flickering glow of hundreds of beeswax candles. Rows of plush, dark green velvet seats curved around a raised wooden stage. The air was thick, smelling heavily of roasting wax, expensive floral perfumes, and the sharp, sour tang of nervous sweat leaking from the delegates.

I sat in the front row, holding a smooth wooden bidding paddle in my lap.

To my right, Cullen sat relaxed in his tailored black suit. Hi
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