All Chapters of My Ex Sold Me To The Devil: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1: The Broken Vessel

LioraEight months pregnant!I chuckled, tracing the tight, swollen curve of my belly. I raised my chin and looked at myself in the rearview mirror, a massive smile spreading across my cheeks. I was finally giving an heir to my mate. I was finally going to be a true Luna for the Alpha. Kaelen was finally going to love and cherish me!"Luna Liora, we have arrived," the pack driver announced calmly as the car rolled to a halt in front of the mansion.I exited the vehicle, practically buzzing with excitement as I made my way to the packhouse steps. After years of miscarriages, endless bruising injections, and agonizing fertility treatments, I finally got to break the news: our pup was strong, and ready to be birthed in just a few weeks.I soon made it into the foyer. But something seemed off. Where was everyone? The maids? The guards? Beta Thorne? Where was my mate? Why was the packhouse eerily empty? After being quarantined in the pack’s clinic for over two weeks, shouldn't someone be

Chapter 2: The Slave Block

My knees gave out on the second step.The guards didn't care. They didn't stop dragging me.My bare feet slapped against the freezing stone of the grand staircase, my toes leaving small, pathetic smears of blood where I dragged. The rough fabric of the hospital gown rode up my thighs, exposing the fresh, agonizing black stitches binding my sliced abdomen together. Every jolt was a white-hot knife to my gut. The pain was just too much for me. If only my wolf was alive and active, I wouldn’t have had to hurt this much. "Please," I sobbed, my voice a broken rasp. I twisted my torso, curling my shoulders inward to shield the tiny, shivering bundle clutched to my chest. My son was crying —a high, thin, reedy shriek that tore my heart completely in two. "My stitches. Please, you're tearing them."Thorne, Kaelen’s Beta, walked ahead of us. He didn't even look back. "Keep her moving," he ordered the guards. "The Alpha wants her on the block before the sun sets."They dragged me out the door

Chapter 3: The King’s Claim

‘Mine.’The single word slammed into my chest like a physical blow.When Kaelen rejected me, just moments ago, the severing of our bond felt like a rusted blade dragging through my soul, leaving me hollowed out and dying. Typical werewolf reprisal to a severed bond. But this? This was a supernova.A rush of pure, liquid heat exploded from the base of my spine, racing through my veins and melting the ice in my blood. The excruciating pain in my ripped abdomen dulled for a fraction of a second, completely swallowed by the intoxicating, heavy scent. Dark chocolate. Crushed cedar. And the sharp, electric tang of a looming thunderstorm. I could feel it so deep in my bones.My wolf screamed in recognition. She slammed against my ribs so hard I nearly doubled over.I slapped her back down."I…" The words scraped up through my raw, bleeding throat. I forced them out anyway. "I am not anyone's anything. I belong to no one!" I slapped his hand away, almost immediately regretting it.The King’s

Chapter 4: The Alpha’s Burden

KaelenThe jagged tracks of the carriage wheels were permanently gouged into the mud.I stood at the edge of the pack square, staring down at the deep ruts left behind by those demonic horses. The freezing wind bit at my face, but I couldn't feel it. I couldn't feel my fingers. All I could feel was the massive, hollow cavity in the center of my chest.‘Mate’ .The word echoed in my skull, mocking me in the deep, rumbling timber of the Lycan King’s voice.It was impossible. A sick, twisted joke. Slaves did not ride inside the King’s carriage. They were chained to the back of the meat wagons. They were dragged and treated like the trash they were. But the King… he had dropped to his knees. In the mud. For Liora!! He had wrapped her in his own royal furs and lifted her up against his chest like she was the most precious thing in the world.How??!My jaw clenched so hard my teeth ground together. A sharp, violent spasm of pain ripped through my ribcage, making me stumble half a step forwa

Chapter 5: The King’s Domain

LioraI woke up in a bed.That sounds like the smallest, most unremarkable thing. But after three years of a husband who monitored my pillow count and two weeks on a clinic cot with straps on my wrists, the weight of a real mattress beneath me — thick and warm and clean — felt so foreign it triggered a spike of pure, animal panic before my brain caught up to my body.‘You are not in the clinic. You are not in the packhouse.’ I went perfectly still and took stock.Stone ceiling, arched and ancient, twice the height of any room I'd ever slept in. A fireplace the size of a small doorway burned amber and gold in the far wall. The room smelled of old cedar and mountain cold.My abdomen screamed when I tried to sit up. I bit down on my lip and pushed through it, getting one elbow under me, then the other, until I was upright against the carved headboard, panting.Then I looked right.He was there.My son was tucked in a cradle beside my bed — a proper cradle, dark polished wood with carved

Chapter 6: The King’s Desires

"Yes.""You shouldn't be.""Probably not." I kept my voice flat. "I need to understand the terms."He closed the door and stayed near it. He didn't come toward me — he kept distance I hadn't asked for but apparently needed. He was paying attention to what I needed without being told.That made him more dangerous, not less."Terms," he repeated."You claimed me in a slave square in front of an entire pack," I said. "Which means everyone in a fifty-mile radius now knows I belong to the Lycan King. Which means I cannot go back. Which means my son and I are here until you decide otherwise." I held his gaze. "So I need to know what 'otherwise' looks like. What do you want from me? What happens to my son? What is expected of us here?"The King moved to the chair near the fire and sat down. Not across the room. Not looming. Just near."I want nothing from you," he said. "Not while you are healing.""That's not an answer.""It is the only honest one I have at the moment." His golden eyes held

Chapter 7: The King's Virtue

The word felt like a gunshot in the heavy, humid silence of the room. My voice was thinned by lust, but I forced it to hold. My hands were still wrapped around his wrist, my fingers trembling so violently I could barely keep my grip.The change in him was instantaneous.The molten heat in his golden eyes didn't just fade; it turned into a glacier. The predatory gentleness vanished, replaced by something ancient, hard, and utterly unaccustomed to being denied. He didn't pull away. He stayed right there, looming over me, his broad chest still close enough that I could feel the rhythmic thud of his heart against my own.I was acutely aware of the aftermath of what he’d just done to me. The cold air of the room hit the sweat on my skin, making me shiver. I felt the humiliating, heavy weight of my own arousal —the slickness of my cunt cooling against my thighs, a sticky reminder of how close I’d been to unraveling for a man I didn't even know."No one," he said. His voice was a low, terrif

Chapter 8: The Idiot's Reckoning

The heavy mahogany doors to my private office didn't just open; they were violently kicked off their brass latch.I barely had time to set my whiskey glass on the desk before Alpha Orion of the Ironclaw Pack stormed into the room. My father. He didn't look like a man arriving for a family reunion. He looked exactly as he had for the last thirty-two years: an immovable, scarred wall of muscle and absolute, suffocating arrogance.He brought the freezing scent of winter wind with him, but beneath it was something sharper. The metallic tang of fresh blood and wood-ash.Two of his massive, grey-furred personal guards stepped into the room behind him."Out," my father barked, not looking at them. His flat, cold eyes were locked entirely on me.My own Beta, Thorne, had rushed into the hallway behind them, looking panicked. I caught Thorne's eye and gave a tight, sharp nod. Thorne backed away, pulling the broken doors shut as best as he could, leaving me, Selena, and my father alone in the su

Chapter 9: The Black Widow's Bite

"No!" I roared, my hands gripping the edges of my ruined desk. "You're wrong! It was a weak, pathetic runt! Just like you fucking are!!"My father didn't argue. He didn't need to. He simply let his aura off its leash.The air pressure in the room violently compressed. A heavy, suffocating wave of pure, unfiltered Alpha dominance slammed into my chest.Before I could stop it, before my rational mind could even process what was happening, my knees buckled. I flinched. My chin dropped toward my chest, my inner wolf instinctively submitting to its sire.The humiliation was instant and blinding. I was an Alpha. I ruled the Frostbane pack. But biology was a cruel, unforgiving master, and in the presence of my father's roaring beast, my wolf cowered like a disobedient pup."Do NOT raise your voice to me," my father snarled, his eyes glowing a lethal, toxic yellow. "You let your fragile, pathetic ego blind you. You had a royal Lycan heir under your fucking roof, and you threw it in the mud be

Chapter 10: Golden Cage

LioraFour days.That was exactly how long the Lycan King had given me the space I demanded. He hadn't stepped foot inside my room. He hadn't sent for me. He hadn't forced a single interaction.The irony was that his absolute obedience to my boundary was driving me out of my fucking mind.I paced the length of the thick fur rug, wincing slightly as my healing abdomen pulled. Maren’s salves were a miracle —the jagged, burning pain was already fading into a dull, manageable ache. But the physical healing did nothing to soothe the absolute chaos raging inside my blood.My newly awakened wolf was throwing a relentless, rabid tantrum. She paced my mind, clawing at my ribs, whining pitifully for the scent of dark chocolate and crushed cedar that was slowly fading from the room.‘He left because I told him to,’ I reminded her bitterly. ‘And there’s nothing you can do about it.’She didn't care. She wanted her mate. And worst of all, my body agreed with her. Without Kaelen’s constant psycholo

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