The Alpha’s Obsession, the Luna’s Rebellion

When I opened my eyes again, my body was wrapped in layers of bandages. A slight move sent pain through me and tears rose to my eyes.

For once, Theros sat beside my bed, pressing me gently down. "Stay still. You just had the healer’s work done. You need to be more careful during your recovery."

I smiled weakly and spoke flatly. "And then?"

"I am aware of what happened. Since Luneth was in a deep sleep for three cycles, adjusting to this life was not easy for her. So, some harsh actions are normal."

My eyes widened in disbelief at him. "What did you just say? Theros, say it again if you dare!"

For once, a rare trace of guilt appeared on Theros’s face. "Luneth visited a pack healer a few days ago. She is struggling to adapt to her life after being in a deep sleep for so long. Her mind is not stable. When her condition worsens, she cannot control herself. She is your sister, you should put your concern more, right?"

My nose stung and my eyes filled with tears. "Struggling to her life, you said? Do you really expect me to believe such a lie?"

Theros’s face turned cold. "Ayleth, I erased all the photos! It is over!"

I reached the apple from the side table and hurled them at him. "Leave! I do not want to see you! Just leave!"

Theros walked to the doorway, then paused as if something came to mind. "Tomorrow, you will go with me to the Grimvale auction and anything you wish there, I will get it for you to make up for today."

Before I could reply, Theros turned and left without another word.

The following day, I had no plans to go to the pack auction.

Yet as the hour arrived, a line of servants came in and forced me into a luxurious yet exposing gown.

When I stepped into the auction hall, Luneth was the only figure in sight.

She wore a black, long-sleeved gown, welcoming and moving among the guests with a smile.

"Why are you alone? Where is Theros?"

"He has some things to deal with and perhaps a bit late, but no worry, I will watch over you well, Ayleth."

Luneth turned, her face curling into a cruel and proud smile. "Ayleth, haven't these last few days tormenting for you? How does it feel to see Theros adoring me?"

She moved closer to my ear and whispered, her voice dripping with smugness. "He left you in the healer’s den again and again, just to be with me. And yet, you still have not given up, Ayleth?"

This was the sister I had grown up with, the one I knew more than anyone.

She was self-centered, deceitful and vicious. Even after sleeping for three winters, not a single part of her had changed.

"But it doesn't matter, soon, all of this will end."

The auction started before I could grasp the meaning behind her words.

The entire chamber erupted in excitement the moment the auctioneer stepped onto the stage.

Only then did I notice that, besides Luneth, every single guest was a male wolf. Fear gripped me.

The auction crystal screen lit up, showing the intimate images Luneth had forced me to pose for not long ago.

All 100 images were displayed, completely uncensored.

"Our rare item for the pack auction today is a maiden’s first night, starting at one million!"

Fear coursed through me. I leapt to my feet, desperate to escape, but Luneth gripped my hand tightly.

"Ayleth, you're the rare item being offered at the auction today. How could you possibly escape?"

Before I had a chance to react, she took out a syringe and injected me with a sleeping potion.

Immediately, my body went limp and I slumped in my seat, forced to watch the shocking scene unfold.

Soon, someone placed a limitless bid.

I felt familiar with him, a sixty-year-old male-wolf of immense wealth from Grimmarow Wastes, who had mated many times.

Each former mate had claimed he was cruel and perverse during their bond severance, saying he had abused them without end.

Once the auction ended, they took me to a secluded chamber. the sixty-winters-old male wolf pressed me against the wall, his gaze full of lust. "Luneth was right, you truly are a rare beauty."