All Chapters of Auctioned Bride Of The Cursed Alpha : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Xlynor's POVIvara ignored me, still sniffling. “Make her come back! The author said they're not. I want them back!”I cupped her face with one hand to keep her head steady. “Okay, it's fine,” I said, trying not to laugh. I just needed her to stop crying. “I’ll call the author and make her bring them back, okay? You didn’t do anything wrong.”It took a lot of effort not to burst into laughter.She sniffled, tilting her head to the side, thereby leaning her face directly into my palm. “Really?” Then she looked up at me with glassy puppy eyes. Completely different from her normal sharp and curious eyes. “You will?”And for some reason I felt stunned. Why was she looking at me like that? And why the hell did she lean into my hand like it was some safe place?I swallowed. Now I didn’t know whether to pull away or just let her stay there.“…Sure,” I breathed finally. “I’ll get them back.”She grinned sloppily. “You’re not totally useless like I thought.”Me? Useless? I rolled my eyes, remo

Ivara’s POVI turned around fully to look at Xlynor, still clutching the bottle of water when my breath caught in my throat.His hair… it was short now. Neatly trimmed, almost cropped close to his head, and pitch black. Not the long, flowing white hair I had seen when I first woke up.I blinked twice just to be sure, then stumbled backward, nearly dropping the bottle.“What the hell—” My mind reeled. Was I still drunk? Were my eyes playing tricks on me?No. No way. I clearly saw white hair earlier. I knew I did.Xlynor’s lips moved, but I barely heard whatever he said because my brain was busy malfunctioning.“How did you do that?” I blurted.His brows furrowed slightly. “Do what?”I pointed at him aggressively. “Your hair!” Then pointed at my own. “It was long and white just this morning! How did you cut it and dye it back so fast?! You—” I was stuttering now, my headache worsening with every confused thought.Xlynor's forehead creased as he stared at me like I had lost my mind. “I di

Note: This chapter would be written in a third-person POV/Author's POV, as Ivara is already unconscious, and I can't write from all three demons POV in one chapter.Author's POV.Barkow walked back to where Ivara lay and bent over, studying her with the expression of someone encountering a mildly baffling phenomenon.“Are humans always this fragile?” He tilted his head. “It was just a fall. This is a little pathetic, isn't it?”Zirdow shot him a look. “You sound like you were born yesterday,” he said flatly.Barkow scoffed. But after a short pause, his eyes lit up with an idea.“We should get more bottles, and dump them all on her at once. That's where we went wrong — we were splashing. We're supposed to pour, so the shock should bring her back.”“That's…” Zirdow intended to dismiss it but paused.He looked at Ivara, then at the bottle on the counter. It didn't seem like a terrible idea. Moreover, Xlynor could be home any minute — an hour at most — which meant they needed to fix this

Ivara's POV.I'd barely tilted my head towards the doorway when the kitchen door swung open, and another Xlynor stepped in.Every thought in my head evaporated. I forgot the deal, I forgot the bracelets, I forgot the entire decision I had just made to act normal and keep it together.“AAhhh!” I launched off the island, screaming at the top of my lungs as I bolted towards the back of the island.I took approximately four steps before Zirdow's arms snaked around me, his hand coming over my mouth as he pulled me back.My eyes widened as my hand flew up, clawing at his hands over my lips.“Stop freaking out, that’s Xlynor. The real Xlynor,” he whispered.I went still instantly.“So dramatic.” Ethyren scoffed from where he sat.Zirdow slowly released me, but I still refused to move a muscle. The man standing in the doorway looked so much like Xlynor, it felt like him… but then, with different Xlynors appearing, I didn't fully trust him.“Xlynor?” I muttered.His eyes moved from Zirdow to m

Xlynor's POVI was still right in the middle of probing answers from Ivara when a foreign presence brushed against my mind.It wasn't the normal mind-link bond, this one was an invasive opening, definitely not from any wolf I had permitted or ever interacted with.I kept my expression neutral and continued talking, but every part of me had gone on alert.Someone was trying to connect with me, and that alone was wrong.I was the one who forged and permitted connections. I also closed them. No wolf in Dark Hound reached into my head without an established link. It was simply impossible, so how then was someone foreign reaching out to me?I watched Ivara speak without hearing a thing as my attention had been divided.Who exactly had the range for this? Who had the audacity?The connection cut when I refused to accept it, but less than thirty minutes later, it pulsed again, quite stronger. And this time, I could tell who it was.The sorceress.She was finally reaching out to me. But then a