~ Norah ~The room was too bright. Julian had forced me into a red gown that showed every tremble of my hands. I sat in a chair in the back of the hall, guarded by two men who didn't speak. Through the open doors, I heard the low hum of men discussing prices."Stand up," Julian said, appearing in the doorway.I didn't move. I kept my eyes on the floor, my fingers tracing the hem of the gown."I said stand up, Norah," he repeated. He walked over and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. "The guests are waiting. A scentless wolf is a rare thing. Do you have any idea how much a spy like you is worth to these families?""I'm not a spy," I rasped."You were for Declan," Julian countered. He let go of my face and adjusted his cuffs. "But tonight, you belong to whoever has the deepest pockets. Don't make this harder than it needs to be."He led me toward the stage. The hall was full of men in expensive suits, their eyes sharp and hungry. I scanned the crowd, looking for a face I knew,
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