The Merchant They All Betrayed , Now They're Begging

His wolves still had patches sewn onto their trousers.

I clapped my hands together.

"New trading post opening! Five den-cooks, ten clerks, one pack manager needed! Three moon-coins a month, plus commission! Sign the blood-oath and get territory shares!"

The wolves standing behind Edric visibly froze.

From the moment they'd arrived, their eyes had been drifting over to my people. Every few seconds, a flash of envy crossed their faces.

"Me!"

Someone was the first to throw down his club.

"Me too! Me too!"

"You—!"

One by one, the wolves around Edric bolted toward me.

I waved them off with a laugh. "Too many, too many."

"I'm strong! Pick me!"

"I'll work part-time! I don't need the shares!"

Edric's teeth ground together.

"You worthless dogs! Ungrateful scum!"

I looked up.

"Fine. I'll take all of you. Now, escort the consort back to his territory nice and safe. And while you're there, tell your packmates at the estate that I'm hiring."

"Yes, sir!"

Edric was dragged toward the obsidian carriage by his own wolves. He stared back at me, seething.

"You bastards! How dare you betray me! I'm the one who hired you! Let go of me!"

"Stop!"

A hand shot out, grabbed him, and pulled him behind her.

Before I could even register what was happening.

A slap cracked across my face.

Elara stared at me.

"You lowlife. How dare you."

I looked at her in disbelief.

The warmth and affection that once filled Elara's eyes when she looked at me were gone. Replaced by nothing but cold indifference. Her scent hit me then, green tea and rain-dampened linen, and there was nothing in it. No warmth. No recognition. As if I were a stranger she'd found trespassing on her territory.

She turned and bowed her head to Edric, baring the side of her throat in deference.

"He was never properly disciplined. Offending you like this is unforgivable."

Edric steadied her by the arm.

He cast me a single frigid glance.

Elara spoke again.

"Everything Ashton just offered is void. All of you still work under Edric Duskborne. Anyone who tried to sign on with Ashton just now—

"Stay behind. Thirty lashes each."

My eyes went wide.

"Elara!"

Even Edric clearly hadn't expected it.

After a beat of surprise, he turned to me with that trademark sneer of contempt.

"Then I thank the Alpha Heir for her kindness."

Edric climbed into the carriage and left.

The wolves were forced to the ground.

Elara's own guards administered the lashes. Not a shred of mercy. Within minutes the entire street echoed with screams. The scent of blood rose thick and coppery into the air, and my wolf threw itself against my ribs, snarling, clawing to get out.

"Your Highness, have mercy! We'll never work for the consort again!"

"Never in this lifetime! Please, mercy!"

"Elara!"

I lunged forward, half out of my mind with fury.

A maidservant caught my arm and held me back.

"Your Highness, please don't make things worse for yourself. Surely you know. The Alpha Heir has been in love with your brother since they were pups."

The air left my lungs.

I remembered asking her once whether she truly had feelings for me. That smile she gave. Saying nothing.

In that moment.

I understood.

I understood everything.

My wolf went still inside me. Not growling, not pacing. Just still. The kind of still that comes when something breaks so cleanly there's nothing left to fight.

Elara's gaze settled on me.

"You could have gone after anyone. But not him."

Her voice was ice.

"As of today, you and I are no longer mates."

Because I'd poached her beloved's wolves, she'd sentenced our bond to death.

I laughed. Bitter and hollow.

"Good. I didn't want to be your mate anyway."

In the span of half a year.

I'd endured two bond rejections.

Everything I'd earned through my own trade routes. By pack law, it all belonged to the Alpha Heir's household.

Elara tossed me half without a second thought.

She was just like my brother.

She looked down on every moon-coin I'd made.

I secured an Alpha Trade Seal for a river route. And started a trading operation along the Riverbend Territories.

After that public beating in broad daylight, almost no wolf in Moonhaven dared work for me anymore.