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Chapter 1: you passed

549’s POVThe buzz of my alarm clock brought me back to life. Or woke me from a much needed sleep. It was 6:45am on the third moon day. Which meant—My room door burst open, and a familiar head of brown hair walked in. My reaction was instant, almost instinctive. I wrapped my arms around my body, trying—but failing to cover my breast peeking out through the thin material of my nightgown. “Morning to you too sunshine,” Elliot greeted, flashing me that crooked smile that made my skin crawl. I shot out of the bed, my heart pounding in my chest, my steps frantic as I hurried to the door, desperate to avoid him.“Not so fast,” he called in a low whisper.Of course. How could I forget?I stopped, my body going completely still. Something twisted in my gut as he approached me, that sharp stench assaulting my senses, making bile rise up to my throat. I clenched my jaw, my head remaining high. It’s okay. It’s routine. His hand came up to my side, then slowly—deliberately—he patted do

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Chapter 2: you’ll never return

549’s POV“What did they say?” Twelve asked as she twisted the cap of her water bottle. I shrugged, trying to act casual. “I passed.”She froze, then her eyes snapped to mine. I looked away, unable to bear the pity that swirled in those grey orbs. “Oh five forty nine,” she sighed, dropping her bottle. “I’m sorry.”I nodded, my gaze fixed on the tray of food in front of me. “I hope I get picked!” A girl squealed, bouncing in excitement as she walked past our table. “Yeah? I can’t wait to carry a pup in my womb and fulfill my destiny,” her friend agreed.I scoffed. Destiny. Fate. Nature.They were all cruel forces that subjected us to suffering. Every girl dreamed of the day they’d be picked, the day they’d finally get to leave these walls and carry a pup in their wombs. I dreamed of the day I get to leave these walls and explore the world. Rumors had it that there were more wastelands than fertile lands. But I wanted to see for myself, wanted to see what the world had becom

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Chapter 3: I’ll come back for you

549’s POVYou’ll never return to us.Twelve’s words echoed in my head. The dread tinged with melancholy made it sound more like a sentencing than a prediction. I stood on the far end of the line, my gaze on the floor, my shoulders squared, chest pushed out—just the way we were taught.My body was clad in a thin body hugging dress, the white material barely concealing my naked body underneath. My blonde hair descended down my shoulders in waves, reaching just above my butt. This was it. My first auctioning. The door pushed open—And the air shifted.A presence filled the quiet room, something dark contrasting against the brightness of the room. The air itself became thicker, harder to breathe. The Alpha had arrived. My pulse quickened, every nerve in my body reacting in a way I didn’t understand. “These are the newly passed candidates, My King.”My king?!No. No.I shut my eyes, praying to the moon goddess that I was hearing things. That I wasn’t standing in the presence of

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Chapter 4: say your goodbyes

549’s POVI curled up in my bed, my head heavy, my throat sore from crying. The higher ups would punish me for not looking after myself. But I couldn’t bring myself to care. Not when everything was crumbling around me, not when my fate had been sealed. I hated it, hated the breeding facility, the system that subjected us to… slavery. I hated them all. And most of all, I hated him. Those storm grey eyes. They haunted me, mocked me for being powerless, for being human. The door pushed open but I didn’t move from my spot on the bed. “Five?” Twelve’s tender voice forced my eyes to snap open. The room was dark, too dark for her to see. But she didn’t turn on the light. She didn’t dare.It was way past visiting hours. “Are you awake?” Fifty nine asked. A beat passed, and I let the silence stretch. Hoping that if I stayed quiet long enough, then they’d assume I was sleeping and leave. “I could hear your sobs from my room,” Twelve stepped closer to the bed cautiously, “I know yo

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Chapter 5: trust no one

549’s POVIt was time. For the first time, I wasn’t clad in a white dress. I wore a black trouser and a black turtleneck top. It felt… thrilling, like my first real act of rebellion. I was getting out of here with my friends. We’ll find other humans, find that paradise I’d dreamed of. We’ll be free.I sat on my bed, my legs bouncing in anticipation. I heard footsteps approaching from the left and froze. Twelve was supposed to be here in 10 minutes. Who—The footstep stopped right outside my door.My heart beat spiked, dread pooling in my stomach. If it was Elliot…I didn’t finish the thought, couldn’t bear to. Then something white slid beneath the gap of my door.I stared at it for a long moment, unmoving, my heart in my throat. My legs had stopped bouncing. The anticipation that had been building in my chest since the night before curdled into something colder.Slowly, I crossed the room and crouched down.It was a folded piece of paper, small and harmless. Like it hadn’t ju

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Chapter 6: I didn’t want this

549’s POV“What’re you doing?” I whispered. She didn’t respond, just kept the gun pointed at me with steady hand.Her eyes were fixed on me, cold and calculating. “Answer me!” I snapped, my throat feeling raw, my head starting to pound. “You can’t leave this place.” She finally responded, her voice detached. No.No.This has to be some sick joke, some twisted dream I was stuck in. There was no way—A sob tore out of my throat. “Turn around five forty nine,” she ordered. Five forty nine.Not five. Not her nickname born from years of friendship and shared meals and whispered fears in the dark.Five forty nine. My number. Like I was nothing more than ink on the back of a neck.Like I had always been nothing more than that to her.“Fifty nine,” my voice broke on her name. “Please.”Her jaw tightened. Something flickered across her face, it was so brief I almost missed it. I didn’t know what it was, but I almost convinced myself it was guilt.“Don’t make this harder than it has

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Chapter 7: deal

549’s POV The forest swallowed me whole. Branches tore into my skin, as I moved, roots caught my feet—making me stumble. But I didn’t slow down, I couldn’t. The voices behind me were multiplying, flashlight beams cutting through the trees. I ran until my legs stopped working properly. Until each step became a stumble and each stumble became longer to recover from. I ran until the voices faded and the lights disappeared and the only sound was my own ragged breathing and the distant indifferent singing of insects. Then my legs gave out entirely. I hit the forest floor and couldn’t get back up. I lay there on my back, staring up through the canopy at a sky scattered with more stars than I had ever seen from behind a barred window. My chest heaved. My body throbbed in ways I couldn’t separate or locate. Something warm was spreading from my side, soaking through the black turtleneck, and I knew distantly that it was bad. That I should care more than I did. But I was so ti

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Chapter 8: five forty nine

549’s POVThe Iron Howl Citadel was nothing like I expected.I peeped through the window at the looming structure ahead, and my breath caught in my throat.The citadel wasn’t just silver—it was forged. Sheets of darkened metal fused together, rising into jagged spires that clawed at the sky. The walls weren’t smooth; they were ridged and uneven. Massive gates stood at the entrance, carved with warped wolf sigils—elongated jaws, too many teeth, eyes hollowed into black pits. The entire citadel seemed alive in a way that made my skin crawl—low, metallic groans echoing through its frame, as if it were breathing. As if it were watching, waiting.And somehow… it felt like it already knew I was here.The gates opened with a groan and the car rolled in.The road wasn’t as bumpy and uneven as the one we’d gone through on our way—this was smoother. “Welcome back, your majesty,” a tall man greeted immediately the King stepped out of the vehicle. The King nodded, then whispered something I

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