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!”

but I purposely shoved her with my

in shock, I bared my teeth

she hurried

I had caught on to her tricks.

I went onstage.

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

patrons burned onto my skin like hot fire brands and I almost lost my composure for

the places the other girls were seated in the

area.

smirked at them.

girls would reap what

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

fueled me and

before I began dancing to the tune.

lecherous eyes of these patrons faded into nothingness. The patrons and their gazes was replaced by the stranger

remember his face clearly but his physique was still familiar

to me.

and the way I danced

all my

would be able to see him if I perform

an end and I bowed to

rang out throughout the

werewolf.” Miss Hailey said and cheers rose

seats.

know why Miss Hailey had to announce our race whenever she

patrons to

over the audience

hands of a human instead of a werewolf.

territorial and powerful to

he would be able to catch up with

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

bidding war

,006,

number 2 drawn on it was raised up by a patron dressed in all

number 9 carved on it was

for kept rising and rising

of my apprehension on which race the person that would buy me should be, I still felt a sliver of smugness

those girls that was seated backstage.

already close to

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

situation was like

the end, the starting price on my head

was stark, not to talk of

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

made sure my dance was

too.

bars after

feel hateful eyes threatening to drill through my skin but

have

on for