Auctioned To The Cruel King Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Aren’t you such a clever little bitch. You are mine now. All mine. Your lover and his friend are both dead, just like the rest of that measly band of brothers.” That news shocked her and she felt numb. “That’s right. Let the news sink in.” He continued. “No one is coming to your aide. You have no choice now but to concede to me and my will. I will be King if Zuff and you will be my Queen, and I will have the Jewel.”

“I’ll take her to the girls’ room first so that she can change!” He grinned as he glanced at me. I already know what this bald planned to do. “Hurry, since the person who bought her is already waiting. Perhaps, he’ll buy your life when he’s tired of waiting!” The three men laughed loudly and fled, while the person who harassed me now appeared terrified by his companion’s joke. He pushed me hard when I lost sight of the men with him. The women here before have either left or were already in line. I’m not sure I’ll be grateful that I was the first to be shown at the auction since the man who purchased me appears respectable.

I point out. “Gambling is seldom a friend.” He mumbles. I shrug. “At this moment, it may be the only friend I have. A coin?” He takes a long breath, studies me, looks as though he might comment further, but finally reaches into a small pocket at the waist of his trousers, removing a silver coin, and offers it to me. Taking it, I skim my thumb over the king’s profile etched into it, inhaling deeply, I toss it, and let it fall to the carpet. “Heads,” I say quietly. “I will stay.”

I sit up properly and cry loudly because of the pain. “You forgot with whom you are talking but I will remind you that the one standing in front of you is the king, not a common villager. Today was a special night but you ruined it and now I will teach you a lesson for talking with me like this”. The king says angrily and grabs my arm. He makes me stand and drag me with him towards the table on which many candles are lit. I continue to cry loudly. The king picks a candle and brings it near my arm. “What are you doing, your majesty? Please don’t do this”. I beg the king. I hope he is not going to burn me with it. I try to free my arm but my efforts go in vain.

Wes' eyes widened with shock. "She was going to run away with Aurum. She was going to bring shame on our family. Your mother was just another whore." And that's when the first punch landed on the king's cheek. *** Aurum stood on the makeshift stage that had once been used for entertainment performances and looked at everybody he had gathered in the name of the king. A wired fence separated the stage from the audience. Aurum had already taken the potion in the vial and gulped it down his throat.

After all, rumours are just rumours but as time passed, even I started questioning the validity of that statement. Was I really cursed to remain mateless? The Council was breathing fire on my neck that the kingdom needed a queen yet if it wasn't my fated mate, there wasn't going to be a queen. I agreed with Leo to join him at the auction but I was already regretting it. The noise coupled with all those mingling scents almost made me throw up. “ We should leave already, I can't stand this.” I whined. “ Relax. The last item is about to be presented for bidding. I hear that she is fetching a high price because she is a virgin.” Leo explained but his words made me feel even more grossed out.

There is no way, he could sleep with the mad king, no fucking way. It went on for hours and hours, reminding me of Nicolas's betrayal while my breathe clench in pain thank God Alaric was there to help me. As soon as the pain subsided, I gritted my jaw in annoyance. Today i was going to stomp Drogomor and declare war. They had not only manipulated my mate into staying into the palace but they had also violated him. The thought of him willingly giving herself to the Mad King was unthinkable. My wolf roared in defiance and conviction. No. She must have been forced. Manipulated. Maybe even… raped.

The king was keen to know the answers to his questions. “Very true, my race can't do without blood but instead of forcefully taking it we are willing to pay for this blood with silver and gold. Humans in exchange of gold and silver, great king." Irene said and King Stefan spouted to his feet. “What?!" Everyone seated also stood up except for the Dark Queen who still sat confidently. “Are you suggesting I sell my own people to you?!" The king's face had become red out of anger.

The auctioneer swiftly said, trying to avoid the war already brewing up. “Twenty thousand gold, that's what I'm worth. That's what my life, my freedom is worth and that's all I'd ever worth to my family.” The Alpha who I had been sold to smirked as he leaned back in his chair, cruel and fulfilled. My stomach twisted as I saw the lust in his eyes. And then the doors opened. The hall went silent for a second, though it felt like ages. All gaze turned to the person walking through the doorway. Leofric Thaddeus, the Lycan King who didn't value the life of anyone, like the rumors had carried.

“Wolf King Duncan, is your mate that afraid of me? Garlic? I invited you here to talk, yet you come armed with distrust and insult.” I took a step forward, shielding April behind me. “Spare me the theatrics. You called this meeting. Get to the point.” His laughter echoed through the dimly lit room as he descended the staircase with a calculated grace. His crimson eyes locked onto mine before shifting to April. “The point, Wolf King, is her.” He motioned to April, his smile widening. “I heard you got her at an auction. I want her."