All Chapters of Being sold To The Highest Bidder: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

In the heart of a room, brimming with the underworld's most infamous werewolf kingpins, I find myself questioning the twisted turn my life has taken. My father, the formidable Alpha Don Julio, has thrust me into this auction, offering me to the one with the deepest pockets."500... 1000... 100,000..." The bids are rising quickly around me, as I stand exposed on the pedestal." Their disgusting eyes scan my body, evaluating my worth, calculating how much it will cost to have me in their possession. Just when the tension feels unbearable, a chilling voice cuts through the murmurs: Alpha Johnathon Dupree, the feared leader of the White Wolf Pack, declares, "One million dollars.""One million going once, one million going twice, one million for the third and final call... Sold!" The auctioneer's gavel struck, "To the man in the blue-gray suit up front."Hearing the finality in those words, a wave of dread washed over me. The tales of his notorious cruelty towards women echoed in my mind, ma

The once-silent mansion erupted into chaos. The sounds of clashing steel and fervent incantations filled the air, punctuated by the desperate shouts of allies and the dark taunts of invaders.Dupree, drawing his blade, bellowed, "Protect the seers!" He then looked at me and Eryx, "Both of you, stay close!"But Eryx, ever the defiant one, quickly retorted, "We're not defenseless. We can fight!"Lysandra, appearing suddenly at our side, whispered urgently, "There's a secret passage to the east wing. It will lead you to safety. Go!""No," I declared firmly. "We won't leave our people behind."Eryx, gripping the hilt of a dagger that seemed to materialize from thin air, nodded in agreement. "Together, we stand a chance."Don Julio, amidst the fray, called out, "They're after the seers! We need to hold them off!"With a shared nod of understanding, Eryx and I began chanting in unison, our voices weaving an ancient spell. A barrier of shimmering light began to form around us, expanding outw

The dust from the battle had barely settled, but the urgency in the room was palpable. Every surface was littered with ancient manuscripts, arcane symbols, and relics, each shedding light on the profound depths of seer magic.Eryx, his face illuminated by the soft glow of a hovering orb, traced his fingers over a particular diagram in the tome. "This... It's not just a concealment ritual. It's a conduit, a way to channel our energies more efficiently."I moved closer, peering at the intricate patterns. "But there's a catch, isn't there?"He nodded solemnly, "Every powerful spell demands a price. This one requires the essence of two seers and a relic of great power."Lysandra, clutching a scroll, interjected, "And I believe I've found that very relic. The Crescent Amulet. Legend speaks of its ability to amplify a seer's capabilities."Dupree raised an eyebrow, skepticism evident in his tone, "And where do we find this amulet?"Lysandra hesitated for a moment before replying, "It's said

The abyss beneath their feet seemed to yawn wider, consuming the remnants of the chamber floor. The very ground they stood on crumbled, sending the group into a free fall toward the unknown.Lysandra, amidst the chaos, managed to conjure a shield of energy, slowing their descent. "Grab hold! I can't sustain this for long!"Dupree, his hand firmly gripping Lysandra's, shouted over the rushing wind, "Everyone, focus your energies! Combine your strengths!"As each member channeled their power into Lysandra's shield, it expanded, catching the group in a protective bubble. Their descent began to slow further, eventually bringing them to a gentle landing in a vast subterranean labyrinth.Eryx, still holding the now dormant Crescent Amulet, looked around in awe. "Where are we?"Seraphina, her senses heightened, replied, "Beneath the Crypt. This is the Labyrinth of Echoes, a place few have ever tread and survived."Don Julio, observing the intricate patterns on the labyrinth walls, murmured,

The chilling proclamation sent a ripple of apprehension through the group. The sealed chamber's entrance, now slightly ajar, exuded an oppressive darkness, a stark contrast to the luminescent symbols that had guided them to it.Dupree, his eyes narrowed, whispered, "Final trial? What more does this place demand of us?"Seraphina, her strength slowly returning, murmured, "The Crypt isn't just a guardian of relics; it's a sentinel of history, a test of worthiness. Whatever lies within that chamber has been deemed too powerful, or perhaps too perilous, for common access."Lysandra, still reeling from the rush of visions, added, "It's older than the amulets, bound to the very essence of this place. We tread on ancient, sacred ground."Moros, ever curious and driven, mused, "A power older than the amulets? The potential... It's tantalizing."Eryx, his protective instincts heightened, warned, "We should proceed with caution. That chamber was sealed for a reason."As they approached, the cha