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Then, the world erupted. From the gaping maw of the granary, the people of the city saw not an army, not a monster, but a mountain. A golden, fragrant mountain of grain, their salvation, their security, their next meal, standing there for the taking. The fear that had been festering in their hearts for weeks—the fear of famine, of the new regime's stranglehold, of the King's supposed madness—was instantly incinerated by a hotter, more powerful emotion: greed.

“ It’s great then. If that’s the case, then you’ll be secure about her, not leaving you again. “ The sin of gluttony playfully said with his sarcastic smile. Yes! The sin of greed has a greedy personality like his sin. He want Thea to be his completely, every edge of her. Dye’s friends spent two hours talking about an important case, and one of those was about the eleventh city of the realm. Although Dye was the one who investigated it first, but he tapped them to help in order to have an early and solid results.

Impossible… Could it be… that he was… Lucius smiled as if he could hear what she thought. “I am the King of Lafazall, and the Alpha Wolf of this kingdom, my dear.” ***

“Is that why you kept raising the stakes—why you egged me on during the game? So that I could cover lyra’s debt?” His jaw tightened. “I thought she was some innocent kid that Hudson had lured into the game. Not like you.” His eyes flashed as he looked down at Illyra. “You could have walked away. But when I offered you the one-card gamble, you accepted. There was no desperation. It was pure greed. And it told me what I needed to know.” She swallowed. “What?” “That you hadn’t changed. You were still using your body as bait.” She took a deep breath and whispered, “I never thought in a million years that I would lose that game.” Exhaustion suddenly swamped her like a wave. Tears rose to her eyes

we say and the group begins to take notes. "And no one can inspect their own pack. No one can gain anything or be given bribes. I will not have the greater good falling to the hands of greed," we add quickly and the group nods. "My King, annual checks are a wonderful idea. I must also mention the state of your old pack. They are leaderless and vulnerable. Other Alphas have spoken of dividing the land. The pieces of your father's land that touches their would just be absorbed along with the wolves who live on the land," an agent says and our stomach twists as we think of the defeat faces that make up our home.

His broad shoulders were relaxed, but there was something threatening about his gaze as he rubbed his fists and stared at my kneeling form. “She ain’t worth it,” he spoke as his gaze finally shifted from me to Matteo. “If you want puttanas to have fun with, I’ve got plenty at my disposal. Take your pick after the meeting.” Matteo chuckled as he moved back to his seat and sat down, but I remained on my knees, unsure if I was allowed to stand up. “It seems you have a soft spot for her,” he pointed out as he entwined his fingers under his chin. “But she has caught my attention and I need to have her. I’m willing to trade half of my million dollar shipment from Panama in exchange for her.”

Win looked up from his coffee, grinned, and said, “Took you long enough. I thought your pretty prince had finally locked you in his palace tower.” “Please,” I deadpanned. “If anyone’s locking anyone up, it’s me.” He snorted. “Kinky.” I ignored him and grabbed the coffee he had ordered for me. It tasted like dirt and burnt tires. “So?” I said. “What’s the emergency? You dragged me out of the palace for this. It better be worth it.” “Oh, it is.” He leaned forward, slid a black folder across the table. “Your favorite prince’s kingdom? It is about to go broke."

Once she put down the phone, Willow started adding to the list on her journal. She needs to find who is behind this- the head honcho. From the groups of mercenaries, she is looking at a supernatural being who has lots of money at his/her disposal. But then, all vampires are rich. Could it be a member of the Elite council? There is a motive- Coveting throne. If the king can be shown as useless to the people, then it would become easy for the member to dethrone him.

He dropped to a knee. “Post that I’m putting a 1,000 coin on the Barter Queen’s Head.” “My Liege! You’re certain? Such an exorbitant rate…For a woman?” “I am!” “I thought you wanted the King of Assassins?” “Well, I’ve recently gotten word from a good friend that sometimes taking out the queen can have more impact than heading straight for the King.”

Yet I'm not impressed, as I lay it down, reaching to the hem to pull off my shirt. This place may be be beautiful in every way possible, and so may the contents, but I refuse to be seduced by it all. I have a job to do. And that is to trick a King.