The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate by Fire Sprout

Chapter 22

Avery

Lona moved like a celestial fairy.

Her dance was not this good when Aria tested the knowledge we had from everything she taught us.

She had hidden herself deeply.

She must be feeling on top of the world but I itched to drag her down from her high pedestal.

I did not fear people like Chloe because those kind of people wear their emotions on their faces so it is the easy to draft countermeasures for any scheme those kind of people concoct.

On the other hand, I do not like people like Lona.

Those kind of people would seem neutral and even easygoing but deep down, they are different from what they seem to be.

I would not be at ease if I keep Lona by my side. I would not know when she would expose her knife to stab me in the back.

People like Lona was difficult to guard against because regardless of their outer image, their insides might not correlate with the front they portray. After Lona finished her dance, the music stopped and cheers rose from the patrons seated in the audience seat.

As we were led backstage, all of us were given placards containing numbers.

Lona was number one and I was number two.

“The first item is a human but she wasn’t limited by her race. Her dance is intoxicating.” Miss Hailey introduced, “We will only give her to the person worthy enough to take her home.”

The patrons were given placards containing numbers too but ours was used to arrange the order we will go onstage but the patrons‘ placards was for bidding.

“$3,000,000.” A placard with the number 7 was raised up by a rotound patron with greying hair.

“$3,500,000.” Another placard that had number 10 written on it was held up by an handsome patron with a black mask.

The money kept increasing even though Lona was human.

The people that carried me from where I collapsed when I crossed the Dark Dome’s territory said that these patrons prefer shewolves to humans but Lona was breaking the stereotype.

She was getting bid on like she was an hot cake.

I narrowed my eyes.

She really put in all her efforts in order to get sold.

Soon a very tall patron with red hair gave the highest bid and Miss Hailey declared an end to the bidding.

Lona was sold for $7,000,000.

It seemed the patrons that bought slaves would get their purchases backstage so Lona left the stage to come backstage.

I stared at Miss Hailey.

Her eyes were twinkling with happiness and I knew that Lona sold for a high price.

Miss Hailey was introducing me, “Let’s welcome the second special item for the finale of this auction, Miss Avery!”

past Lona but I purposely

looked at me in shock, I bared my teeth at her.

she hurried to

I had caught on to her tricks.

I went onstage.

now that I was directly facing them, I understood what Miss Hailey had to face onstage.

burned onto my skin like hot fire brands and I almost lost my composure for a second.

gaze at the places the other girls were seated in

area.

at them.

girls would reap

they did not think that messing with me would bring them no \consequences.

fueled me

began dancing

of these patrons faded into nothingness. The patrons and

face clearly but his physique was still

to me.

me and

danced with all

be able

came to an end and I bowed to

out throughout

said and cheers rose from the audience

seats.

don’t know why Miss Hailey had to announce our race

patrons

my eyes over the audience covertly.

the hands of a human instead

and

he would be able to catch up with me because of

werewolf’s clutches was next to none so I would prefer

bidding war began.

,006,

A placard with a number 2 drawn on it was raised up by

a number 9 carved on it was held up

was to be sold for kept rising and rising like there

would buy me should be, I still felt a sliver of smugness run

gaze at those girls that was

revenge plan was already close

be like how Chloe had to be labeled unjustly after she danced immediately after Aria in the

current situation was like that as

supposed to be affected but in the end, the starting price on my head was higher than the final

difference between us was stark, not to talk of

in this dance I performed, I had raised the judging bar in the hearts of this patrons.

face was unforgettable and I made sure my dance was

too.

judging bars after seeing me. It was a

drill through my

girls shouldn’t have provoked

on for long and even I was