Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 140

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I blinked at the unfamiliar ceiling. My head pounding with a dull ache. The soft rustle of sheets reminded me I was lying on a bed far more luxurious than any I had touched in years. The rich scent of fresh linen filled the air. It almost masking the disorientation swirling in my mind. The memories hit me all at once: I remembered what happened last night.

Was it last night? How long have I been sleeping? Where am I?

My chest tightened as panic surged through me. I sat up so fast that the room spun, my pulse thundering in my ears.

Desperate for answers, my eyes darted around the room. A plush cream carpet, mahogany furniture polished to perfection, and floor-to-ceiling windows that let in soft, natural light welcomed me like a warm greeting. Long silk curtains framed the view of a sprawling garden where flowers bloomed. This wasn't what I expected. Not at all.

Where were the chains, prison walls, and the grim faces of guards?

Confusion knotted my thoughts. Was this a trap disguised as luxury? Or had I somehow fallen into the hands of some Good Samaritan?

Before I could dwell on it further, the door creaked open, startling me. I tensed as I'm getti

But instead of a brute or captor, a young woman entered, balancing a silver tray laden with breakfast. Her warm smile was as bright as the sunlight pouring into the room.

"Good morning, my lady," she greeted cheerfully as she sets the way on a side table. I brought you your meal. Would you like coffee or tea?"

I blinked at her, unable to hide my confusion, "What?"

["Coffee or tea?" she repeated, unbothered by my confusion.

I frowned, suspicion creeping in despite her friendly demeanor The stark contrast between this treatment and the horror of the auction made my head spin.

Does this mean the man who bought me was kind? Or was this just a pretty façade for something darker?

One question weighed heavier than the rest-was he truly the man who paid two billion dollars for me? And if so, why would anyone spend that much just to treat me like a guest instead of a prisoner? The woman's voice broke through my tangled thoughts.

'Til leave you to eat and freshen up. The master wishes to see you once you're ready

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My heart skipped at the mention of the master. Whoever he was. I needed answers. And I needed them fast.

"Wait, called out as she turned to leave. "Who... who brought me here?"

Her smile remained polite but offered no real answers. I'm afraid I'm in no position to answer that, my lady. But no worries,

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door clicked shut behind her, leaving me alone with more questions than

appetite nonexistent despite the delicious spread of pastries, fruits, and eggs. My instincts. warned me not to trust anything here, no matter how pleasant it seemed. Pacing the room. I quickly scanned the room, looking for any way out. Whoever this mysterious master was, he wasn't just anyone. Two billion dollars was a fortune-far too

auction. His identity loomed in my mind like a shadow

ridiculous amount of money. Two billion dollars might change the world for some, but for me, it meant

chest ached. I had promised them I'd come back. How long had I been gone? Hours? Days? Time had blurred between terror and unconsciousness. My breath hitched as panic crept in. They must

to be strong; I was sure of that. He'd step up for Cooper, but I knew Cooper; he'd be frightened, wondering why I hadn't

thought of them waiting, made my hands shake. I had to get back to

way out. The windows were big but tightly sealed, reinforced with steel. The door was heavy, probably locked

which is the only way out. But obviously, it was locked. My fists slammed against the door, the metal cold and unyielding beneath my skin. "Let me out!" I shouted, my voice raw with desperation. "Please! I need to leave." Silence was my only answer, thick and oppressive. I bit down on my lip, refusing to let tears blur my resolve. Panic was creeping in fast, but I had to stay

can't keep me here!" My voice wavered, but I didn't care anymore. Pride had

the sound of footsteps approaching. My throat burned from shouting, but

hall. My throat was raw from yelling, but I couldn't stop. Desperation fueled me, each cry for help louder

perched neatly on the bedside table. My breathing was ragged as I snatched it up, its weight solid in my hands. Without thinking, I hurled it at the door with every ounce of

the sharp crash echoing through the room. Fragments scattered across the

happened. Then, hurried footsteps approached, accompanied by the muffled voices of alarmed guards.

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This was my chance.

the door creaked inward, I didn't wait to see who was behind it. I lunged forward, adrenaline surging through my veins,

in shock, momentarily frozen by my sudden burst of movement. Their hesitation was all I needed. My bare feet slapped against the cold floor as I sprinted down

chest.

endlessly ahead, but I didn't slow down. Every instinct screamed at me to run, to find an exit before they caught up. My lungs burned, but fear was a stronger fuel than

shout, their heavy boots pounding against the floor as they gave chase. The

forced myself to focus. I needed to find a

into two paths. Without thinking. I veered left, praying it would lead

each one a potential hiding spot, but I didn't dare

the walls.

a sudden burst of light at the end of

through me. Freedom was

thrashing, but it was useless. My feet flailed in the air as

my shock didn't end

rumbling voice sent

how to

in disbelief. No.

be happening..." I breathed; the words

unfazed by my attempts to fight him off. His grip remained firm, his strength as unyielding as

to get look at his face, but all I saw was the thick curtain of his dark hair. "And put me

chest. "I'm sorry, but I don't take orders from

pounding againg his broad back. Every muscle in my body screamed for freedom, but his grip