Todos los capítulos de The Alpha's Forbidden Auction Mate : Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Mira's POVThe room they'd given me for the night sat somewhere on the third level of the eastern wing, or so I'd been told, though after twenty minutes of wandering these silver-lit corridors, I'd begun to suspect the Moon Court's architecture actively resisted straightforward navigation.Everything about the place was overwhelmed in a way I hadn't fully anticipated.The halls themselves curved rather than turned at sharp angles, stretching impossibly long in some directions and impossibly short in others, ceilings soaring so high overhead that entire constellations seemed etched into the stone above, glowing faintly with the same captured moonlight that illuminated the outer walls. Every archway held some new architectural detail I couldn't properly categorize, carvings depicting figures and symbols I didn't recognize, patterns that seemed to shift subtly whenever I looked away and back.The people, or rather, the beings, proved equally disorienting.I'd passed wolves easily enough,

Mira's POVI found reasons to stay busy for the remainder of the evening, mostly because staying busy meant not thinking about four words that kept circling my mind regardless of how deliberately I tried to occupy it with anything else.She's under my protection.I helped Lira sort through some ceremonial arrangements for tomorrow's proceedings, though I retained almost nothing of what she actually explained to me. I wandered the safer, unrestricted corridors, examining artwork I barely registered, my attention drifting constantly back toward that same brief, careful exchange overheard from across a crowded room.I hated that it bothered me this much.He hadn't lied. That was the maddening part of it, the particular truth I kept circling without finding any satisfying resolution. I was, technically, under his protection. He'd never explicitly promised me anything beyond that, not directly, not in words I could properly hold him to. Every warm moment we'd shared these past weeks, the u

Mira's POVI hadn't expected to make friends at the Moon Court, least of all the particular group of young noblewomen who found me wandering the gardens that morning, still working through the restless aftermath of a night spent avoiding both sleep and Rowan's quiet knock at my door.They approached with none of the careful, assessing formality I'd half expected from anyone connected to a court this ancient and politically significant, instead settling around me with the easy, chattering enthusiasm of people who'd apparently decided, collectively and immediately, that I was considerably more interesting than whatever formal proceedings currently occupied the rest of their morning."You're the one Alpha Rowan bought," one of them said, not unkindly, more curious than judgmental. "At the auction. Everyone's been talking about it.""I'm aware.""That must have been terrifying." Another girl, considerably younger, leaned forward with obvious fascination. "Was it? Terrifying?""Extremely,"

Mira's POVThe summons arrived shortly after midday, delivered by a formally dressed attendant who informed us, with careful, practiced neutrality, that the Moon Court's ruling council required our presence immediately.Rowan's hand found mine as we walked, steady and present in a way that felt considerably different from the careful distance he'd maintained the night before, and I found myself grateful for the warmth of it as we approached the towering silver doors leading into what I assumed was the Court's primary chamber.The room beyond stretched impossibly vast, circular walls rising into shadowed heights overhead, seven raised seats arranged in a careful arc facing the chamber's center, each occupied by figures whose ancient bearing suggested authority considerably beyond anything I'd encountered even within Blackwood's own hierarchy."Alpha Rowan. And the girl called Mira." The council member seated centrally spoke first, her voice carrying easily across the chamber despite it

Rowan's POVMira found me in the guest quarters we'd been assigned, breathless from what had clearly been a considerable hurry through the Court's winding corridors, several ancient texts clutched against her chest."Rowan." She pushed the door shut behind her, urgency radiating off every line of her posture. "I found something. In the archive. About Elowen, about the bloodline, about everything.""Slow down." I crossed the room, guiding her toward the nearest chair, though her expression suggested slowing down was the last thing her racing thoughts intended to do. "Tell me."The story spilled out of her in an urgent rush, Elowen's betrayal, the massacre that had followed, the seal designed only to buy time rather than offer permanent protection, and finally, the detail that had clearly driven her running through the Court's corridors to find me.The betrayer's bloodline continues still, hidden among us, waiting."Someone here," she said, her voice tight with barely controlled fear, "