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!”

to walk past Lona but I purposely shoved her with my

at me in shock, I

she hurried

known that I had caught on to

I went onstage.

now that I was directly facing them, I understood what Miss

lecherous eyes of these patrons burned onto my skin like hot fire brands

at the places the other

area.

smirked at

would reap

that messing with me

thrill of revenge fueled me and I straightened my posture.

before I began dancing

patrons and their gazes was

could not remember his face clearly but his physique was still

to me.

me and the way I danced

danced with all my might.

if I would be able to see him

my performance came to an end and I bowed to the patrons in the

throughout

is a werewolf.” Miss Hailey said and cheers rose from the

seats.

had to announce our race

patrons

eyes over the audience covertly.

to end up in the hands of a human

are territorial and powerful

werewolf and escaped, he would be able to catch up with me because of his powerful

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

war

,006,

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

placard with a number 9 carved on it

I was to be sold for kept rising and rising like there was no tomorrow.

me should be, I still felt a sliver of smugness run through me.

those

already close

Chloe had to be labeled unjustly

current situation was like that as

before me so she wasn’t 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 the other girls that had

had

made

too.

patrons had to raise their judging bars after seeing me. It was a

could feel hateful eyes threatening to drill through

shouldn’t have provoked me

on for long and