Lycan King's Hybrid Captive
His long blond hair was braided intricately, as always, and his purple robes shimmered under the chandelier light.
“I didn’t know your tastes had sunk so low, Magnus,” he said with a cruel grin. “A hybrid slave? What are you going to do—train her as a pet?”
I said nothing. I just stared at him.
He shrugged, laughing to himself. “To each their own. Maybe you’ve grown soft in your exile.”
The slaver interrupted the moment, raising his gavel. “Sold! To Magnus, King of the Lycans!”
Chains were removed. Celeste was handed off to my guards. She didn’t resist—but she didn’t look relieved either. She just stared at the floor, eyes distant. Tired.
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