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“Is that supposed to be a compliment?” “I know we barely know each other, but I had to get you out of there.” His grave face says it all. Maybe Serena was only touching on the surface earlier when she was telling me about Conrad. “What happens if you’re bought by an O’Neill?” I ask. Skipper downs the rest of his drink. “It’s best not to talk about that.” Carter lifts his eyebrows, a pensive look on his face. “How did you hear about the auction?” “Conrad approached me in a parking lot.”

“Be that as it may, the Council cannot allow a Luna to hold a pack. It sets a precedent. Others will try. The order we’ve maintained for three centuries will collapse.” “Good,” I say, and I mean it. “Because your order is a child in white linen with gold in her hair, waiting to be bled for men who call it holy. So here’s my offer. The Fifth Law ends today. No more executions. No more forced Claiming. The Kings keep their crowns, and I keep mine. We rule as five, not as four and a sacrifice.” The priests erupt. Shouting, cursing, one of them actually invoking gods I didn’t know they still believed in.

Those were the colors of any consort and not the ruler. There were also men who wore suits in other colors. Some of them even wore yellow and pink suits which made the Council grimace. I can’t blame them. Those used to be my favorite colors but those colors were for young pups, not for alphas and certainly not for queens. They must have forgotten to review the royal family rules. They would be sent home tonight as well. After this, we wouldn’t be able to see twenty percent of the alphas anymore. Chester belonged to the very few alphas who wore gold. Black, gold, and silver were the colors of the flag in our kingdom.

“Agreed, Xander.” The dispute turned out to be about the sovereignty of Larch itself. If he remembered rightly, courtesy of Eithne, Connor Mac Neill had wooed Ava before returning to that particular kingdom as a conqueror. They actually hailed from elsewhere. Why was this so important to Frederick’s lot? It turned out some of the mercenaries among them were proud Larch men. The last thing he needed was an internal war.

After listening to me he only nods his head. " Why do you ask?" I asked. " Because the price we are paying and going to pay is much bigger than we have ever imagined," he said. Pain and sympathy was visible in his eyes. " We lost 106 members of our kingdom," he said. " what?" I asked if my voice was booming inside of the library. Good that it was sound proof or else Scarlett would have woken up. " including children and two of our elders," he added. " how?" I asked, rage was cursing through me and all I could think of ripping the head of the culprits who did this.

“You mean that piece of paper our fathers signed before your old man put a bullet in mine and stole the empire?” His gaze flicked to the Old King in the corner. “You built this throne on my father’s grave, Carlino. Don’t talk to me about rules when you don't follow them.” “Your father was weak, he was a traitor,” the Old King croaked. “I did what was necessary.” “And now,” Kailen snapped, turning back to Carlino, “so am I.” Then he said it. “Give me the girl. Renounce the empire and maybe I won’t burn this bungalow down with all of you inside.”

The first time Ava talked about auctions, she told me they were looking for girls with flawless beauty, which obviously excluded me for my peculiar birth mark on lower belly. So how is it possible that they chose me? The auctions were usually held at the end of each month, where they would pick a virgin female slave for the rich to bid on with other gems or jewelries. Slaves had debates on that. Some believed it was an evil ritual of monsters. But most thought it’s a chance to seek new lives.

"Nick, do you think that this vampire might be a royal?" "Yes, now please get going I still have some business to attend to before this circus of a night!" I said and he left immediately. I remember the stories that mom and dad used to tell me regarding the war ages ago. They told me how they were fighting side by side then the next moment they got attacked by rogues. After the war, our alliance ended immediately with the vampires and we were no longer living in peace with each other. I can recall back to last year that the royal vampire never pitched up for the ball. I always heard these stories about vampires and that the royals were brutal. My father told me that I should watch my back ar

He growls again as he makes his way over to the bed, "I am going to have you, Aurora. I gave you until tonight to come to terms with that and now I intend to take what is rightfully mine..." I scramble off of the other side of the bed as I bite back. "My virginity is not yours to take. It belongs to my mate, and he is the only one I will allow to take it..." He laughs, "Your true mate is not here and I own you. Your father sold you to me to save his precious kingdom and his male pups. He sold you to me as a virgin, knowing that I will have my way with you. So I'm sorry to say, my dear Aurora, but your body, including your virginity, is mine to take whenever I want, as you belong to me... And

"We ask that you please come in and enjoy the show. I hope you like what you see. Good luck!" We took a seat in the chairs that had been set aside for the royals. After that, I addressed the question to the alpha king as follows: "What are the next steps? Will there be an opportunity for us to place a bid on a slave?" He grinned, "without a doubt! We are of Royal Blood. That means we have the ability to purchase anything we desire." I expressed my astonishment by raising my eyebrows and exclaiming, "really?!" He was amused, "You didn't believe for a second that we'd pass up this chance, did you? Let's go take a look at the various items that are for sale, shall we?"