The auction house sat under total lockdown by the time they arrived, Lycans stationed at every corner, wolves patrolling the perimeter in tight, silent formation. Slaves were being led out in long, shuffling lines, men, women, and children alike, chained wrist to wrist, bodies starved down to bone beneath filthy clothing.Elena's stomach turned at the sight of the children among them, small hands raw from iron cuffs, eyes hollowed out by hunger and fear. Her fingers curled tightly into the hem of her purple dress.Issac stopped her at the entrance. "Elena. Remember — you are the Lycan Queen now. They should fear you." His voice was steady, grounding. "Not the reverse."She exhaled, long and shaking, and stepped inside.Memory hit her instantly, the whip's crack, her own screaming, the chain heavy against her throat, every insult hurled at her while she bled on cold stone. Her hair began to glow faintly, blue light threading through it like current through water. Her eyes shone bright,
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