𑣲Sold.

Aradia's POV The rope burned against my wrists. I stood in line with the other humans, waiting for my turn on the platform. The blood moon hung in the sky like a wound, painting everything red. Around us, torches flickered in the darkness. The smell of smoke and unwashed bodies filled the air. Once a year, the werewolves held this market. Most of the humans here were prisoners, taken during raids when the packs attacked villages under the blood moon's power. They stood with empty eyes, already broken. But I was different. I chose this. My stomach twisted as I remembered Emma's face. My little sister, blind since the fever took her sight three years ago. The healer said he could fix her eyes, but his price was steep. More gold than I could earn in a lifetime of washing clothes and tending fields. So I found a slave trader in the next town. Signed the papers with a shaking hand. The gold was already with the healer. By the time the moon waned, Emma would see again. Tha

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𑣲Claim.

Xior's POV I never intended to buy her. I came to this cursed market for one reason. The healer. I'd spent three years tracking his movements, following whispers and rumors across territories. He moved like smoke, never staying in one place long. But my spies finally found him. He would be here tonight, under the blood moon, selling his services to the highest bidder. I needed him. Desperately. But then I saw her. She stood on that platform looking so small, so fragile among the other slaves. Her hands were shaking. I could smell her fear from where I stood at the back of the crowd, hidden beneath my cloak. It was the same fear I'd known once. Raw. Helpless. The slave trader paraded her around like meat. I should have looked away. Should have focused on finding the healer before he disappeared again. Then that scarred bastard climbed onto the platform. The sound of his hand striking her echoed across the square. She flinched but didn't cry out. Didn't beg. Just stood there wi

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𑣲Strange.

Aradia's POVI couldn't stop staring at his face.When he pulled back his hood, the moonlight had shown me features that looked carved from stone. Strong jaw. Sharp cheekbones. Eyes so dark they were almost black. He was young, maybe mid twenties, but something ancient lived in those eyes. Something that had seen too much.This was Alpha Xior. I'd heard the whispers in the market after he bought me. The Silver Star Pack. The boy who became king at eight years old.And now I belonged to him.My legs shook as his beta, Kade, led me through the forest. The camp appeared between the trees. Dozens of tents circled a large fire pit. Wolves moved in the shadows, their eyes glowing as they watched me pass. I kept my head down and tried not to stumble.Kade stopped in front of the largest tent. Black fabric, trimmed with silver. The alpha's tent."Wait here," he said, then disappeared inside.I stood in the darkness, my bare feet cold against the ground. Around me, I could hear the pack settli

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𑣲Sleep.

Xior's POVVoices pulled me from the darkness.At first, I thought I was dreaming. The voices were distant, muffled, like hearing people talk through water. But they grew clearer as consciousness crept in."Is he alright?" A soft female voice. Worried."He's fine." Kade's voice, closer. "Just let him rest.""But it's been so long. Should I wake him? What if something's wrong?""Trust me, girl. The alpha needs this."I opened my eyes.The tent ceiling came into focus slowly. Sunlight filtered through the fabric, casting everything in warm gold. Sunlight. Not moonlight.My heart stuttered.I sat up fast, the furs falling away from my chest. My head felt strange. Light. Clear in a way it hadn't been in years.Near the tent entrance, Aradia stood with Kade. She jumped when I moved, her eyes going wide. Even in the daylight, she looked fragile. Her dark hair tangled around her shoulders, her dress wrinkled from sleep."Out," I told her. My voice came out rougher than I intended.She didn't

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𑣲Capital.

Aradia's POV"Come in."Xior's voice startled me. I'd been standing outside the tent for what felt like hours, watching the camp come alive around me. Wolves moved between tents, their eyes tracking me with curiosity and suspicion. I kept my head down and tried to be invisible.I pushed through the tent flap. Xior sat on the edge of his bed, fully dressed now in dark leather and furs. Those black eyes found mine immediately."You will be very useful to me," he said.The words sent ice through my veins. Useful. Of course. I was a slave. A tool he'd bought at market. Whatever strange mercy he'd shown last night, this was the reality. I belonged to him now.I bowed my head. "Yes, my lord.""We're leaving for the capital soon. The maids will prepare you." He stood, moving toward the tent entrance. "Dress her in silk," he called to someone outside. "And pack everything. We leave within the hour."Then he was gone.Two older women entered moments later. They looked at me with the same curio

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𑣲Strange kindness.

ARADIA POV Maybe he was fattening me to be butchered, when I would be juicy enough to be savoured. Unreasonable thought, but not entirely stupid when I'm in a werewolf pack. I looked around the room for anyone wanting to jump on me or if this was a slaughtering room, because there's absolutely no way he bought me for such a ridiculously high amount to let me live the life of a Lady. In his pack. As a human. Finding nothing, I walked toward the bed, clutching my dress like my life depended on it.My heart pounded as I stood there, unsure whether to sit or keep standing, waiting for someone to wake me from this unbelievable dream.The door sprang open and I jumped, my hands shivering as I turned to see Alpha Xior’s sister Lyra leaning on the door, her free hand turning the lock into place and I swallowed with fear blurring my sight and my throat tightened. I almost passed out when I saw some tricklings of blood on the hem of her dress. “Who are you?" She asked, her vo

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Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fifty Gold For A Human : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 6

𑣲Sold.

𑣲Claim.

𑣲Strange.

𑣲Sleep.

𑣲Capital.

𑣲Strange kindness.