Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

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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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In the meantime,

leaving me alone with

my 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 much for

spend a fortune outbidding everyone at that cursed auction. His identity loomed in my mind like a shadow filled with unanswered questions. But none of that mattered right now. What I needed was

me. I didn't care why he thought I was worth that ridiculous amount of money. Two billion dollars might change

and my chest ached. I had promised them I'd come back. How long had I been gone? Hours? Days?

strong; I was sure of that. He'd step up for Cooper, but I knew Cooper; he'd

hands shake. I

for a way out. The windows were big but tightly sealed, reinforced with steel. The door was heavy, probably locked from the outside. Whoever had brought me here had

door, 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

voice wavered, but I didn't care anymore. Pride had no place when my children needed

throat burned from shouting, but I kept going, fueled by fear

a heavy blanket. Not even the faintest sound of footsteps echoed from the hall. My throat was raw from yelling, but I couldn't stop. Desperation fueled me, each cry for help louder than

was ragged as I snatched it up, its weight solid in my hands. Without thinking, I hurled it at the door

the

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

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This was my chance.

inward, I didn't wait to see who was behind it. I lunged

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 the hallway, my heart hammering wildly in

chest.

slow down. Every instinct screamed at me to run, to find an exit before they caught

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

but I forced myself to focus. I needed to

ahead, the hallway forked into two paths. Without thinking. I veered left, praying it would

one a potential hiding spot, but I didn't dare stop. The guards' shouts grew

the walls.

a sudden burst of light at the end

me. Freedom was within

hands clamped around my waist, lifting me off the ground like I weighed nothing. I let out a startled yelp, kicking and thrashing, but it was useless. My feet flailed in the air as my captor threw me over his broad shoulder like I was nothing more than a sack of hot potatoes, "Let

my shock didn't

rumbling voice sent a chill racing

know how to make an entrance,

in disbelief. No. It

can't be happening..." I breathed; the words slipped from my lips

he drawled, completely unfazed by my attempts to fight him off. His grip remained firm, his

get look at his face, but all I saw was the

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

I snapped, kicking harder, my fists pounding againg his broad back. Every muscle in my body screamed for freedom, but his grip tightened even