Alle Kapitel von Auctioned Bride Of The Cursed Alpha : Kapitel 51 – Kapitel 60

Ivara’s POVXlynor kissed me, possessively and hungrily, like he was starving, and I was the only thing keeping him alive.His hand tangled in my hair, holding me in place and heat spread through my body despite my terror.His mouth moved against mine with a desperate intensity that made my knees weak. Whatever demon had possessed Xlynor was kissing me like I belonged to it.The moment my mind caught up with what was happening, a sudden rage exploded inside me and I shoved him with all the strength I had.He staggered back, just a step while my palm swung before I could even think.The sound of my palm meeting his cheek echoed through the empty hall.“You—!” My voice shook violently as I wiped my lips with the back of my hand again and again like I could erase what had just happened. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”My chest heaved. “What made you think you could just— just kiss me?! How dare you?” I flared as I kept wiping my lips in disgust.No man had ever touched me that way… ex

Ivara’s POVI sat on the floor beside the bed, hugging my knees tightly to my chest. My chest felt heavy as my thoughts spun around.Everything in my life felt like it was happening to me instead of because of me, and I hated it.I hated myself. I hated how weak I was.And most of all, I hated Xlynor.I hated the way he had to remind me every chance he got that I was a slave, sold by my own family and now his property.He had to remind me that I couldn’t make decisions for myself anymore. Not where I lived, not what I did.I was trying, God, I was trying my very best to be happy, to live for myself and blend in with them, but every time I tried to act normal he had to remind me who I was.A pathetic nobody beneath him… his possession.A tear slipped from the corner of my eye and I quickly wiped it away, then sniffed quietly. I wouldn’t cry because of him. Not at all.I stared around the now furnished room, but I still felt numb. Within hours, Xlynor had made the guards bring over my be

Xlynor’s POVIvara’s chest rose and fell rapidly beneath me. I was still on top of her.“Get off,” she said breathlessly.But I didn’t move. I couldn’t. My eyes were locked on the dagger in my hand, on the thin streak of blood along the blade… her blood.The scent alone made the air feel wrong… too intoxicating.My lungs were filled with the scent of her blood and my grip tightened around the dagger.The smell of her body had already been maddening enough. But the scent of her blood? It was worse. Far worse and stronger.It was more intoxicating than the scent of her skin, making my demons shift restlessly. And a thousand insane thoughts flicker through my mind.Things I shouldn’t even be thinking. Wild, dark, dangerous thoughts.My pulse quickened, as my gaze slowly lifted to her neck.Just this tiny cut… this little blood I drew, and suddenly I wanted to do unspeakable things— to her.She shoved me hard. “Get off. You’re too heavy for me and I've already learned my lesson.”The word

Ivara’s POVI stared at Zoya before slowly smiling. “I’m alive and healthy. You speak like I was meant to die or worse.”Her face twisted in horror, then confusion crept into her expression.Her lips trembled as she whispered to herself. “No one comes out of there alive… no one crosses that gate and remains the same.” Her eyes slowly lifted to mine. “This… this isn’t true.”I stepped closer to her. With the firelight flickering across her face, I could see the faint glimmer of fear in her eyes.“Wait,” I said. “Don’t tell me you sent me there to die.”Her breathing hitched.“Was I supposed to die there? No, you sent me there to die, didn’t you?”Zoya quickly glanced around.The maids had gathered in a circle, watching everything unfold with wide, confused eyes.“Everyone leave!” Zoya screamed suddenly. “Get out! Now!”The maids scattered immediately, running in every direction and within seconds the area was empty except for us.Zoya abruptly grabbed my collar roughly and dragged me c

Ivara’s POVXlynor and Zoya had already begun walking toward the throne at the end of the hall, like royalty stepping into their rightful place.Which, unfortunately… they were.I swallowed nervously and followed the guard.The moment I stepped inside the hall, the scale of it hit me properly. It was enormous. The ceiling was incredibly high, with massive chandeliers hanging from it, each one glittering like a small constellation.It was then that I realized the hall was filled with so many people and even creatures other than werewolves.Everyone wore expensive clothing that screamed wealth and power. And every pair of eyes followed Xlynor as he walked. No one dared speak or move. It was like the entire room held its breath for him.I quietly slipped into a seat near the back where the guard indicated.It was a row of seats placed along the wall—clearly meant for observers, or people who didn’t belong among the high-ranking people gathered around the massive council table.It was then