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The Lycan King's Auction Prize의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10

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Chapter One

Chapter OneDevlin's POVMy vision goes red as I spot Mara clinging onto my fiancé, giggling at something he whispered in her ears. She sees me seething at the corner and smirks as he places a hand on his chest, fluttering her eyelashes as she gazed into his eyes. My body moved before I could stop it. I crossed the distance between us in just four long strides. "Mara Radcliff, get off him." I yelled as I grabbed her wrist tightly and threw her on the floor."Ow." She yelped as she fell to the ground dramatically. "Devlin." Corvin, my fiancé, gasped in shock as he bent to the floor immediately to check on Mara.I rolled my eyes at Mara as she let her crocodile tears fall. I didn't even shove her that hard. "What is wrong with you?Why would you just push her to the ground for no reason."He asked angrily as he inspected the scrapes on her palms."For no reason." I scoffed. "She was holding YOU, my fiancé, in public." His eyes darkened."We weren't doing anything wrong.""Corvin, d

Chapter Two

Devlin's POVI had been in my room for the past hour angrily packing but no one had bothered coming up to check on me. They were probably still celebrating the news of Mara's new engagement, I thought bitterly. Sounds of mugs clinking together, the local band playing and loud voices congratulating my father rang out from downstairs. The music drifted up through the floorboards. I could hear laughter. Full, bright, unashamed laughter. Nobody was laughing like that when my engagement was announced. When my engagement with Corvin had been announced there was no fanfare, few neighbours had come to congratulate me when they found out I was getting married to a chief's son. A polite nod here. A brief well-wish there. Nothing that truly looked like joy. I threw my gowns down on the bed angrily as I paced the room, trying to let off some steam. The motion helped nothing. My chest was still a furnace, still burning with something I had no clean word for. Rage, yes. But underneath all t

Chapter Three

Devlin's POVI dragged myself deeper into the forest, terrified at the idea of my father and Corvin sending guards to drag me back inside the walls of Edevane for punishment. Every step cost something. My body made sure I knew it. The headache had settled into a dull continuous throb behind my eyes, and my face still burned where his hand had connected. My wet clothes clung to me, heavy and cold, and the night air wasn't helping. I wrapped my arms around myself and kept moving. Stopping felt like surrender. My foot caught on a branch. I went down hard, hands slamming into the dirt, cheek narrowly missing a root. I lay there for a moment. The rest was welcome, even like this, even face down on the forest floor. I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds of the night around me. Insects. Wind moving through the branches above. Somewhere distant, water flowing. The sound of footsteps disturbed my rest. Not one set but several. I scrambled to my feet.I looked around the forest

Chapter Four

Devlin's POVThe sobs had started to die down. Only the redhead had continued to cry for days on end. I wasn't the only one captured. There were others from the five chiefdoms, men and women who had ended up here the same way I had, through bad luck or bad timing or, in my case, jumping over a wall recklessly. I had always thought werewolves capturing humans to use or sell off as slaves were myths parents told their children so they wouldn't wander past the walls of Edevane after dark. I had been so wrong. Eric entered the tent. He walked straight to me and picked me off the floor, turning me around, running his eyes over my arms and legs the way you'd assess an animal before market day. "Your wounds have healed." He said. "You'll fetch me a good price at the auction square." "You're making a big mistake." I seethed. He looked at me with something that felt more like pity than amusement. "It's been a week and no one has looked for you." He said. "That tells me more than enoug

Chapter Five

Ronan's POVThe last maid had tried to put hemlock in my tea. One of my guards had caught her before I drank it and she had not even tried to run. Just stood there in the kitchen and looked at him. My beta had wanted to make an example of her and I had let him because I was tired and because the attempt itself had bored me more than it had frightened me. People had been trying to kill me since I was fourteen. The creativity had long since stopped impressing me. But I still needed a maid. Boris had suggested the borderlands auction. He said there was a fresh batch from the chiefdoms, humans mostly, healthy enough. I had not particularly wanted to go myself but I trusted the judgment of exactly three people in my court and I was not sending any of them to pick a maid. I pulled my hood up before we reached the square. The borderlands market was loud and poorly organized, the way it always was. Merchants, servants and hunters moving between stalls, the noise of bidding carrying

Chapter Six: The Shadow of the Keep

The carriage ride to vael was dark fast and exhausting. Fear filled the air, making everyone's breath caught in between. The King was surprisingly quiet throughout the ride, even though it was a long journey, not a single word left his lips. He just sat across from me like mute child or someone scolded by an adult for talking too much. But the silence terrified me which even doubled when the vael came into sight. The frostress had risen from the mountain like something ancient, dangerous, predatory and alive. My breath quickened, this isn't just a castle, it has something that terrifies me. The towering hall seem to watch us from above as we approach the threshold. The air seemed heavier, every instinct of mine scream that I was definitely walking into a trap, but I still furge ahead anyway. Probably into my grave. My hands were trembling by now as I followed Ronan walked through endless stone corridors. “You are safe here.” I heard his deep voice, which seem to vibrate thro

Chapter Seven: The Weight of the Crown

The air in the room felt thick, there was intense, unspoken tension that made the fine hairs on my arms stand up. I looked at Ronan—really looked at him—and saw the cracks in his amor. Though he was a king, who seem strong and unbreakable; he was still a man holding back an avalanche. "Why?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. "Why risk everything for a human girl who has nothing to offer but a debt and a bruised face?" Ronan reached out, his hand was close to touching me, yet not too far. It was a mix of longing and restraint. I flinched, my instinct screaming run, but the bond i felt forced me to stay, it was beautiful and wretched. It felt like an inescapable, magical connection that forced me to stay close to a man i once feared. "You have more to offer than you can possibly comprehend," he growled. Without warning, he gripped my chin, his thumb tracing the path of the bruise where Corvin had struck me. The touch made me tremble, i was prepared for violence or an

Chapter Eight: The Broken Mirror

I wasn't meant to be a quiet captive. This silence of the room was even worse than the shouting in the auction square—it was the silence of a secret kept under lock and key.I stood by the window, my forehead leaning against the cool stone. Staring at Veal Keep's environment—very dangerous, confusing and filled with hidden threats. I could hear them. The lycans. I was separated from the danger by a stone wall. I felt the vibration of their movement. They felt powerful, coordinated and whispering close. I touched the mark on my neck again. It was still hot, a pulse of fire that seemed to beat in sync with Ronan’s heart somewhere deep within the fortress.It was a brand, a claim, a promise. But as i looked at the mirror, i had to see past the surface, looking at myself as if this was a moment of clarity. This self-examination made me recall the cold, harsh truth. I realized this was also a death sentence.I am literally the target. Deep down, I told myself "You can't stay here!

Chapter Nine: The architect of Shadows

The guard led the way through a cramped back hallway hidden right inside the Keep’s walls. The air was stale, smelling of damp earth and old rusty iron. The guard led me into a tiny, poorly lit room that looked like a makeshift archive. The place was crammed to the ceiling with shelves full of old account books, regional maps, and the family trees of all the different packs. "My name is Silas," he said, his voice as rough as grinding stones. He didn't look at me as he spoke; he was busy pulling a heavy, dust-covered book from a shelf. "I used to head up security, not until Aldric replaced everyone in the inner circle with his own wolves. Now, I’m just a ghost in the machine." "Why are you helping me?" I asked, my voice echoing in the small room. "If the King finds out, he’ll have your head." Silas let out a short, bitter laugh. "The King is completely blinded by the bond. He thinks he can fight a war with his heart, but Aldric is playing chess. He's already rewriti

Chapter Ten

I spotted Ronan near by the dais. He looked dangerous in black velvet, his eyes constantly scanning the crowd and his jaw locked tight. Looked like a coiled spring just waiting to snap. When his eyes swept over my direction, I stepped behind a massive stone pillar, my heart racing. I didn't stay hidden for long. I slipped over to the service side of the room, right where the human diplomats from the five chiefdoms were all crowding together. Corvin was there. Seeing him felt like swallowing glass. He was laughing at something a diplomat said, looking exactly like the future Chief he had betrayed me to become. I approached the group, my veil pulled low. "Chief Corvin," I murmured, my voice disguised by a raspy tone I practiced. He turned, his smile fading into a look of irritation. "Who are you? Do I know you?" "I am a traveler," I said, leaning in closer as my voice dropped to a whisper. "I have news from the Edevane borders. News about the territory deed your

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