All Chapters of Auctioned Bride Of The Cursed Alpha : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Ivara’s POVIt wasn't just anything. It was Xlynor’s boot. He had stretched his leg out just enough to block my fall.My breath came out in shaky bursts as I scrambled to gather the torn pieces of my dress. My face burned with humiliation as I clutched the ripped fabric together.If this hadn’t been a court… if there weren’t dozens of people watching… I would have said something. Maybe even done something worse.“Do you have any idea that this is a courtroom filled with men of power?” Xlynor’s cold, detached voice cut through the silence in the room.I swallowed hard.“Get out,” he ordered.My head snapped up and rage flooded through me instantly. Of course. Of course he would say that.He had clearly seen everything and still he was taking her side.My hands trembled as I slowly stood. My eyes were burning now with anger.Of course. What had I expected? Everyone in Dark Hound clearly lacked basic dignity and truthfulness. I was just a mere weak slave. How would he blame his beloved in

Xlynor’s POVCeleste Noir reflected the sky like a mirror of the night sky, its surface untouched, unbothered… and calm—unlike me.I dragged a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply. My blood was literally boiling as it coursed through my veins.I ground my jaw and shut my eyes. The worst part was that I couldn’t even pinpoint exactly what I was furious about.Was it when I stepped into the court… and realized Ivara wasn’t staying close to me?Was it that ridiculous moment when Eryndor locked eyes with her… and she smiled back? Stupid.Or was it Zoya? That foolish stunt she pulled in front of everyone by humiliating Ivara and testing my patience. She had made me sit there gracefully like I didn’t want to rip the entire room apart.To make it worse, my anger had skyrocketed when her dress ripped apart and exposed a glimpse of her skin—a dangerous, possessive rage had coiled in my chest.I exhaled. I badly wanted to blind every man in that room. Every single one who dared to look.“What

I sat by the window, knees pulled to my chest, chin resting on them as I stared at the vast grounds below.I couldn't see anything going on outside the castle grounds, even from here. Xlynor had built this castle really far from the outside world, but I was sure everything out there felt happy… everything except me.I just didn’t understand my life or myself anymore.A sigh slipped past my lips. I wasn’t crying, and I wasn’t even properly sad—just… confused, irritated, and thinking too much.Worse was that it was all because of that man. Xlynor.What exactly was wrong with him? He was acting differently, like really different.The way he looked at me now wasn’t how he used to look at me. Before, there had been this coldness—this authority.Now? Everything about him felt… dangerously intense. Like he was seeing right through me.My fingers unconsciously brushed against my lips, and I gulped.Why was my skin suddenly burning the way it usually did whenever he touched me?It didn’t make s

Ivara's POVThe carriage wheels rattled softly over the cobbled path, the sound oddly soothing against the chaos still spinning in my chest.Elodie said no cars were allowed during the festival week—it was a traditional celebration, and everything was rooted in the old ways.I clutched the edge of the velvet seat, staring out through the narrow window at the world I had never imagined.We had left the royal fortress and, honestly, I hadn’t even known there was anything beyond them. Not to mention, a village.There were people moving through lantern-lit streets, children laughing as they ran between stalls selling spiced wine and honey cakes. Hell, it looked peaceful in this part of Dark Hound.What surprised me most was how different the village was from the medieval fortress grounds.It dawned on me that Xlynor was a medievalist, the medieval aesthetic had to be his idea. He had built his world around history while the rest of the pack lived in the future.“…This place is confusing,”

Ivara's POVI wasn't looking ahead as my gaze was fixed on Elodie—when I ran straight into a wall.No. Not a wall, a man.“Ah—”The impact jolted me backward, and my breath hitched in my throat. Strong hands caught my arms before I could go further.And for one terrifying second, my heart stopped. I was certain it was Xlynor.But when I looked up, my eyes met with blue eyes staring down at me from behind a black mask—intense and solely fixed on me.My breath released all at once.The man was about the same height as Xlynor, with that same aura that felt dangerous.“I—” I started, rushing to apologize, words tumbling out too fast. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t see—”He opened his mouth to speak, but I didn’t wait. I could hear steady footsteps approaching from the corner we had just fled—only Xlynor walked with such precision.I shoved the stranger hard in the chest, pushing him out of our path, and bolted, Elodie's hand still clamped around my wrist.He staggered, clearly not expecting it.