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Ch 001: Screwed Over

[ Aysel ] Cheaters should be castrated. Not just castrated. No. They should have their eyes clawed off, whipped a thousand lashes in their naked state, and thrown into the dungeon before any castration process even begins. At least, that’s what I think as I stand helplessly by the doorway, forgetting how to breathe for a moment as I watch my arranged mate in bed with my own step-sister, Liora. My feet feel glued to the floor as I watch as his hands grip her waist, his head thrown back in pleasure. Somehow, that hurts more than seeing Liora riding him naked. Because Liora has never surprised me. She’s always been cruel, never resting until she digs into my last nerve. But Sylas? I never imagined he’d betray me like this. I don’t even notice when the shopping bags slip from my hands and crash to the floor, the noise cutting through the obscene sounds in the room. That’s when they notice me. But if I expected shock, guilt, or shame, then I was a fool. Sylas doesn’t stop. Instea

Ch 002: The Odd One Out

[ Aysel ]At first, when I change into something presentable and follow the guards with Liora and Seren, I swear I’m dreaming.Nothing today feels real.Hours in a sleek convoy, riding silently with girls from other packs. Arriving in Emberglade by evening, people stopping in the streets to watch us. Stepping onto the grounds of the almighty Emberglade: home of the supreme, immortal, hybrid Grand Lycan King. Breathing the fresh, cool air, eyes tracing towering buildings unlike Lumiville’s small homes.Being led into the massive Selection Court, where a woman introduces herself as Mistress Sheiza, our guardian overseeing the Selection and preparing us for the official day a week from now.Still, none of it feels real.Only after days pass do I accept the truth: I am here. Participating in The Selection.For the entire week, our lives follow strict routines. We are fed rich, healthy meals meant to strengthen our bodies. We stretch every morning under careful supervision. We are bathed

Ch 003: The Selection

[ Aysel ]One by one, the girls step forward.Each announces her full name and pack, then slips out of her robe, standing naked before the gathering. They turn slowly and gracefully, completing a full circle, letting every powerful gaze roam freely over their bodies.From what I’ve observed, coupled with Maelis’ whispered briefings, the men each hold two fans: gold and blue.Gold equals Tier One. Girls who fall under this category are prized consorts. Favorites. Claimed by only two elites at most.The blue fan marks Tier Two. The harem daughters. Shared by as many as five elites.Those who receive nothing? They fall under Tier Three. They’re sex slaves. Handed to soldiers and guards, used and discarded at will.Which meant Liora and Seren weren’t lying.Ugly knots form in my throat, crushing me with fear and unease. My palms turn slick with sweat.Oh gods… just this once, spare me.Then Liora steps forward. I hold my breath as I watch her.She moves like a predator, hips swaying, aura

Ch 004: The Consorts

[ Aysel ]The guards lead me through the packhouse, down endless halls and sweeping turns. Everything here is wide, grand, and intentionally built to remind you how small you are.We stop before a door where two female servants wait. The moment they see me, they bow low. I freeze, unsure what to do with that kind of respect. Nevertheless, I follow them inside what I’m told is my chamber.The room is… breathtaking.It’s large and bright. A wide window opens toward the gardens, moonlight spilling over polished floors and silk-draped furniture. It looks nothing like the cramped storage room that passed for my bedroom back in Lumiville. For a fleeting second, I imagine sitting by the window with a book, pretending this is my life.The thought dies quickly.I still have to survive tonight.The servants work quietly and efficiently. I’m bathed, dried and brushed. My hair is smoothed into long, flowing waves that spill down my back. I’m dressed in a simple white gown: a soft fabric with hig

Ch 005: His Control

[ RAEGON ]I watch the dress slide down her body, inch by slow inch, until it pools at her feet. Warm ivory skin is revealed to me, flawless and soft, and though she trembles as she stands there, trying to hold herself together, her fear does nothing to dull her beauty.She is shaped to ruin men, with curves that could halt an entire battlefield, full, well-rounded breasts that would sit perfectly in my hands, and nipples already tight, begging to be sucked. Her stomach is flat, waist narrowed in a way that needs no corset to look obscene in silk or lace. And that smooth, shaved valley between her thighs…Fuck.My cock thickens, hard and unashamed as I take her in. My jaw tightens as my gaze lingers there, hunger curling low in my gut. I want to part her with my fingers, feel how warm and soft she is, feel her break beneath my touch.A low growl slips from my throat before I can stop it. It is not for her. It is for the thought of every other man in that selection hall seeing her

Ch 006: Vile Consorts

[ Aysel ] Every morning since I arrived in Emberglade, I wake up expecting to be somewhere else.Back in Lumiville. In my narrow room. Waiting for Valerie or one of my step-sisters to kick my door open and dump cold water over me, waking me up for a day of tedious chores and maltreatment.But this morning, when my eyes open, warm sunlight brushes my face instead.Soft sheets cradle my body in a wide bed and the walls do not close in on me.My room in the packhouse.I blink slowly, letting myself wake properly, and my mind drifts back to the night before.The Lycan King sparing me. The relief that had crashed through me so hard it left me shaking.I remember rushing back here, tearing out of my dress, and crawling into bed like someone who had barely escaped a storm. I remember smiling into my pillow, my chest light for the first time in years.That same smile touches my lips now as I stare at the ceiling, recalling that I have a whole week to prepare myself before meeting him again.

Ch 007: The King of Malice

[ AYSEL ]After a brief pause, Freya lets out a sharp, mocking scoff and steps closer to Maelis, arms folded across her chest. Her glare is fierce enough to shoot daggers.“And who the fuck do you think you are,” she hisses, “to believe you can demand the King’s presence over menial affairs like this?”Ohhh, this doesn’t look good. I better end this confrontation before it escalates.But Maelis doesn’t flinch or look the least intimidated.“Take my advice,” Maelis says calmly before I can move my feet. A sly smirk tugs at her lips. “You’re just a consort. Don’t forget the King can discard you whenever he chooses. And if there’s one thing we all know he despises above all else, it’s injustice. Bullying.” Her smirk widens, eyes taking in Freya’s frame. “You’ve been here the longest. You should know better, Lady Freya.”Freya’s nostrils flare. I can tell instantly that those words hit a nerve.Before this explodes any further, I rush to Maelis’ side and grip her arm gently. “Please. Let’

Ch 008: Lesson Day 1

[ AYSEL ]“I…” I start, my mind scrambling for a lie strong enough to survive his gaze.Thankfully, the gods intervene just then.The guard seated beside the driver slides open the partition between the front and back seats, cutting into the tension.“My King,” he says, voice rough and firm, matching the hard lines of his face. He raises a phone. “You have a call from Alpha Kaelor. He says it’s urgent.”At the name, Raegon’s expression shifts. His eyes flick to the guard, darkening.Alpha Kaelor. Isn’t that the Alpha who claimed Maelis.Whatever rivalry or politics simmer between men like them is none of my concern, but I would kiss the ground in thanks for this interruption. The tight wall in my chest loosens, and I draw a real breath for the first time. I pray silently that he lets the matter drop. That he doesn’t return to the question still lingering between us. “And why does he need me on the phone?” Raegon asks coolly. Displeasure coils in his voice. “Why couldn’t he come to

Ch 09: Counting The Days

[ Aysel ] “What? Can’t recall meeting me before now?” He asks when I don’t answer. His eyes stay locked on mine, dark and amused, like he’s enjoying every second of my silence.Behind him, Maelis has already pulled on her clothes. She stands there watching quietly.“Let me help you remember,” Alpha Kaelor continues, his gaze dragging slowly down my body. I feel it like a touch, crawling over my skin. My chest tightens. I want to grab my clothes and run, but my legs refuse to move. Fear roots me in place. “In case our first meeting slipped your mind.”His eyes return to my face. The smirk never leaves his lips.When his hand reaches for my hair, I flinch back, but that doesn’t stop him. His fingers slowly slide through it anyway, tucking a loose strand behind my ear. His stare is heavy and unblinking, like he’s studying the deepest part of me. “At the selection hall,” he says. “I was one of the men who chose you.” A short laugh leaves him. “But Raegon, being the brute he is, claimed

Ch 010: The Malicious Visitor

[ Raegan ]For several long seconds, I remain still, seated on my throne, watching the woman kneeling before me.My elbow rests against the arm of the throne, my chin supported by my knuckles. I study the ins and outs of her breath, every twitch of her fingers, and every nervous shift of her shoulders.This is the woman who claims to be Aysel’s mother.What amuses me most is not her presence, but her choice. She came to me directly instead of the girl. Which tells me one thing already.Aysel does not know she is here.“Are you truly the girl’s mother?” I ask at last, my voice calm and even. “Aysel.”She nods at once, eagerly. “Yes, my King. I am.”“Hm.”My gaze drags slowly over her face, her posture, and skin. I find nothing familiar with Aysel’s.“You look nothing like her,” I say, then pause for a moment. “There is no resemblance at all. In fact, Aysel is far prettier.” My eyes remain on her. “Unless she took everything from her father… even then, a mother always leaves something

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