Todos los capítulos de Auctioned Bride Of The Cursed Alpha : Capítulo 171 - Capítulo 180

Xlynor's POVI glanced at Ivara.Something was wrong about her. No, it was me. Something was wrong with me. The part of me that liked whatever this was, and kept pushing for more, even though every rational thought screamed that this was a no-brainer.I knew where the line was. I also knew that identifying a line and maintaining appropriate distance from it were different skills, and mine were eroding at a rate I hadn't planned for. But I should be fine as long as I wasn't crossing it completely… right?I untied my hair and ran a hand through it. It was time to leave. I couldn't stay. Not if I actually wanted to keep any control. My instincts were already loud and demanding things I couldn't give. At this point, I was no better than Isagi. Maybe, except for the fact that I was good at pretense and knew how to keep my madness at bay.“I should tuck her in properly before leaving,” I muttered, going back to the bed. That was it. Tuck her in and go find something productive to do for the

Xlynor's POVI froze with my hands still on the door the second Kali's words hit me.Isagi… he knows.Her words echoed in my head, and for a second I couldn’t process them. I went from still to molten in the space of a breath. Isagi knows what?Next, my body moved on its own as I crossed the rooftop in a second. She was fast and dodged—she'd known me long enough to read the shift—but her speed wasn't enough.I had her by the throat before she'd fully regained her balance and shoved her back against the parapet. The parapet caught her behind the knees, but I didn't stop. I pushed harder—not all the way, just enough that only the tips of her toes remained on the roof while the rest of her body hung over open air. A slight release and she would go over.Horror flashed across her face at that realization, and she clung to my arm with both hands.“What did you just say?” I growled. “What did you say to him?”Anger was already simmering beneath my skin, ready to boil. I was losing it. How c

Zane’s POVA flicker of panic crossed Eryndor's face the second the words left my lips. It disappeared almost immediately, replaced by a smug expression.“Would your Alpha really go that low just to taint my image? Why would I steal pack property in the first place? Practicing forbidden sorcery? Where is your proof? If you're trying to frame me, then don't cut corners—”My hand found his chin before he'd finished the sentence, gripping hard, forcing his face back toward me. “It's a game of denial, I see. Deny and deny. I love that for you.”“Don’t fucking touch me,” he snarled.I tightened my grip. “Now where are your manners?” I asked pleasantly.He pulled against the chains with both arms, but they held firm. His body strained against the restraints, the effort rippling through him before dissipating into the metal. He held himself very still for a moment, breathing controlled, not giving me the satisfaction of watching him thrash.“If you feel so comfortable pulling on those chains,

Zane’s POV“Fair,” I said, crossing my arms. “But why would I believe a lowlife wretch? You might have torn those pages just to provoke my Alpha or trigger our curiosity. There's a chance there's nothing in them at all.”Eryndor met my gaze, and despite the blood crusting at the corner of his mouth, he managed something close to a smile. “Go fuck yourself, Zane. That won't work on me either. I'm the only one who read those books, and I'm the only one who knows what was in them.” His voice cracked. “Even if I lose my mind, I won't give you a damn thing.”I nodded slowly, though it was anything but agreement. I stood and walked back to the wall panel, palm hovering over the interface.“I was only giving you a chance to speak like a civilized man.” I glanced over my shoulder at him. “But I suppose we'll have to use the Malkara Lyk ourselves and find out exactly what you're hiding. Next time, learn to hide pack grimoires somewhere my Alpha can't find them.”He strained forward, mouth open

Xlynor's POV Ivara was on the floor by the drawer, sitting there and staring down at nothing I could see.I stopped for a second, staring at her. The duvet, sheets, and pillow had been dragged off the bed and were scattered across the floor around her, as though she'd pulled the whole bed apart trying to get up.I spotted the cold compress lying a few feet from her, and I caught my bottom lip between my teeth.Had she seen it? I hoped to every god listening that she hadn't. If I could just nudge it under the bed before she turned around—“Hey,” I said, pressing my lips together right after. “You're awake?” She didn't turn.I slowly walked up to her, angling myself so I could kick the compress out of sight. Her back was to me, so I couldn't read her expression. I didn't think much of it until I heard that low, pained groan.My brows pulled together. “McKenna?”“I'm fine.” The words dragged out of her, slurred at the edges and followed by a whimper she clearly hadn't meant to let slip.