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!”

supposed to walk past Lona but I purposely shoved her with my

looked at me in shock, I

and she hurried

known that I had

I went onstage.

but now that I was directly facing

of these patrons burned onto my skin like hot fire brands and I

the places the other girls were seated in the backstage

area.

smirked at

would reap

not think that messing with me would bring them

fueled me and I straightened

before I began dancing

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

remember his face clearly but his physique was still

to me.

gaze on me and the way I danced turned

with all

felt as if I would be able

an end and I bowed to the patrons

throughout the

Miss Hailey said and

seats.

why Miss Hailey had to announce our race whenever she

the patrons

eyes over the audience

up in the hands of a human instead of a werewolf.

territorial and powerful

a werewolf and escaped, he would be able to catch

a werewolf’s clutches was next to none so

war began.

,006,

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

a number 9 carved on it was held up

for kept rising and rising like

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

mocking gaze at those girls that was seated backstage.

was already close to completion.

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

like that as well.

supposed to be affected but in the end,

to talk of the other girls that had yet to

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

unforgettable and I made sure my

too.

after

threatening to drill through my skin but

girls shouldn’t have

on for long