Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 139 Chapter 139

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The sharp bang of the gavel echoed through the hall, sealing my fate. The room buzzed with whispers, but all I could hear was the wild thumping of my heart.

Kieran's men wasted no time. They grabbed my arms roughly and yanked me off the stage without a word. My shoes scraped against the polished floor as they dragged me toward a side door, away from the greedy eyes of the crowd. The hallway was dim and smelled sterile, with an unsettling trace of fear lingering in the air. Their grip was tight, making my shoulders ache, but I kept my head high. I wouldn't let them see any sign of weakness.

They shoved me into a small, bare room. There was nothing inside except a single chair bolted to the floor. The walls closed in around me, thick with tension meant to suffocate any sense of hope.

Kieran's voice broke the silence. "Wait here while they finalize the payment."

He didn't wait for a reply, turning sharply and locking the door behind him. The click of the lock echoed in my ears.

I exhaled slowly, the weight of the situation settling on my chest. It was over. My deal with Kieran was done.

. The blood pact that had bound us was finally broken.

But I wasn't free. Not yet.

Someone had just paid an outrageous sum for me, and I knew exactly what they would expect-obedience, loyalty, and complete control over my life.

But they weren't getting any of that.

fast. Harper's playful smile and Cooper's wide, curious

Whoever bought me was about

my brain for a way out, the sound of chaos pierced the heavy silence. Shouts echoed through the corridor, mingling with the crashing of furniture and the unmistakable thud of bodies colliding. My heart raced. I froze, straining to make sense

prickled down my spine. I hadn't heard a sound like that in years-not since I'd left that part of

The snarls grew louder, more feral, as though

under attack.

as something-or someone-slammed against it from the outside. I

scent of blood and

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to move.

was brewing outside. My heart hammered against my ribs, adrenaline coursing through me as I clutched the chair I'd managed to loosen, ready to use it as a weapon.

chill down my spine. And standing there, framed by the flickering

the commotion outside, and his smirk was as cold and calculated as ever. He looked completely unbothered by

wouldn't leave my prized possession behind," he drawled, his tone dripping with arrogance.

could react, he stepped into the room and grabbed my arm in a

I yanked my

harder than it needs to be," Kieran warned, his voice low and dangerous. His smirk stayed firmly in place as I twisted and fought against his iron grip. "You're worth

and pulled me toward the exit. The hallway was dim, filled with distant shouts, growls, and the crash of things breaking. Smoke hung in the air, stinging my throat and

blocking our path. Their presence was commanding, and danger radiated

dark coat, stepped forward with a sneer. His voice was cold and firm. "I believe you have something that belongs to my master." His sharp gaze locked onto

usual smugness didn't falter. "Not until you pay for it,"