Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

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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.

a way out-and fast. Harper's playful smile and Cooper's wide, curious eyes filled my thoughts. I promised

in my chest ignite. Whoever bought me was about to learn they

chaos pierced the heavy silence. Shouts echoed through the corridor, mingling

cut through the commotion, low and guttural, vibrating through the walls. Fear prickled down my spine. I

The snarls grew louder, more feral, as though a pack had descended on the place. The

under attack.

against it from the outside. I stumbled

air, followed by panicked screams. The scent of blood and

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against my ribs, adrenaline coursing through me as I clutched the chair I'd managed to loosen, ready to use it

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

his smirk was as cold and calculated as ever. He looked completely

he drawled, his tone dripping with arrogance. "Not when I

room and grabbed my arm in a

I yanked my arm but his grip tightened, his nails biting into my

smirk stayed firmly in place

tightened his hold and pulled me toward the exit. The hallway was dim, filled with distant shouts, growls, and the crash of things

exit, a group of men appeared, blocking our path. Their presence was commanding, and danger radiated off

and firm. "I believe you have something that belongs to my master." His sharp gaze

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