Bonds at War: The Untouched is Mine novel Chapter 301

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ABEL

The others shouted for the woman on stage.

The host called her “Victoria,” though I doubted that was her real name. The bid ended at 90,000 dollars. How people spend this much money on something so trivial baffled me.

The rich old man went up to the stage, and for a moment, I saw a look of disgust in her eyes. It seemed she was silently wishing for anyone to bid higher. Then, he slapped her ass like it was a piece of meat and raised his fist high in the air like he had won the biggest prize.

I shook my head and looked away.

“Fucking bastards,” I muttered under my breath.

The door opened at the back of the hall, and in an instant, I recognized who it was.

“Damon, my man!” I heard the others greet. “Congratulations on the club’s successful opening.”

I pulled my cap lower and leaned back against the wall, hoping he wouldn’t notice me. I didn’t have the patience for his kind of trouble tonight.

Was there even anyone decent left in this family?

“Relax your eyes,” Tyson whispered. “You’ll blow our cover.”

I clicked my tongue. “Our cover will be blown soon anyway. Well, at least, your cover. I need to leave before he finds out I’m here.”

He smirked before nodding. “Got it. You don’t want any more trouble in your family.”

“Are the men here?”

He nodded. “Waiting for your signal.”

I exhaled. “We wait for the last one. Then we move. I want everyone out before sunrise.”

He nodded again, quieter this time. We’d done this a hundred times before–raiding, rescuing, getting people out. However, something about tonight made me feel a little more impatient.

The bidding and each name announced felt unbearable.

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And then there was this scent.

At first, I thought I had imagined it.

A soft sweetness in the air, cutting through the alcohol and smoke.

It smelled like sunlight and cotton. Like freshly washed sheets mixed with sugar melting in warm milk.

I covered my nose, irritated by how much it got to me.

It was too much. Too sweet.

It was making me dizzy.

Tyson leaned closer. “You sure you don’t want to bid?” he teased, grinning.

I turned my head slowly and gave him a flat look.

He raised both hands, laughing softly. “Alright, alright. I’m sorry.”

I shook my head again. Idiot.

“And now,” the host said, capturing everyone’s attention. “We have the last prize of the night!”

A murmur spread through the room. People leaned forward in their seats, greedy anticipation dripping from every exhale.

“Bring her in.”

The doors opened before a low gasp rippled through the crowd.

I didn’t look up right away. I didn’t want to.

The scent had changed now. It became stronger, closer. It filled my lungs and sent heat crawling under my skin.

“Holy…” Tyson whispered beside me. “Whoa. Holy hell.”

I frowned. “What?”

I finally looked up.

The woman walked in slowly. The harsh lights washed over her, but somehow she still looked untouched by them. Untouched by the filth of the room.

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Blonde hair fell loosely over her shoulders, and her eyes… light as they may seem, looked like they’d seen too much. It looked like she didn’t belong in this nightmare.

My wolf stirred beneath my skin, pushing against every barrier I’d built.

My hands clenched into fists. My chest tightened, the bond snapping awake like a wire.

The announcer said something–her name, maybe–but I didn’t hear it.

All I saw was her face.

All I felt was that pull.

Her

watched the crowd, uncertain and nervous, before it grazed in my gaze

Everything stopped. All of it faded until I could see only her.

Mine.

I swallowed hard, forcing my wolf down, forcing my expression to stay still.

No.

But the truth had already burned itself into me.

She was mine.

My mate.

direction.

Tyson’s voice cut through the noise, amused. “Fuck, she’s pretty. Do you mind if I bid?”

I didn’t answer.

My eyes were on her, but my jaw was locked tight. The way she stood there–small, trembling,

my wolf growl under trying so damn hard not to cry–made

my

skin.

“Relax,” Tyson muttered beside me. “You look like you’re about to murder someone.”

I was.

My nails dug into my palms. The crowd cheered for the next bid. I tuned it all out, but I couldn’t tune her out. That scent. That goddamn scent. It clung to the air, dragging me toward

her like a leash I couldn’t break.

“Fuck,” I hissed under my breath.

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My mate.

A fucking human.

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I clenched my teeth until my jaw ached. I couldn’t escape the fate that cursed my father, the same one that killed my mother. A human mate. Doomed the moment I touched her.

I didn’t want this.

I didn’t want her.

The Moon Goddess had to be laughing her divine ass off somewhere.

Tyson nudged me again. “You sure? You look like you’re ready to-”

I shot him a look sharp enough to cut him in half.

He shut up instantly.

“Get them ready,” I said instead.

“What?”

“The men. Get them ready.”

Understanding flickered in his eyes. “You’re leaving?”

I nodded.

He frowned but didn’t argue. I turned toward the door, the scent trailing behind me like a chain around my

and I pressed a hand to the couch, trying to breathe throat. My head spun, through it. It didn’t help. Every inhale only made it worse.

The auctioneer’s voice rang out. “Five hundred thousand!”

I froze.

That voice–it was my Damon’s. I turned my head slightly and saw him standing near the front, grinning like he’d just bought himself a toy.

The girl flinched. I saw the fear flash across her face. She looked so young, too. Her hands trembled as she tried to keep them still, and for a second, I almost walked away.

Almost.

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But I couldn’t.

Fuck the Moon Goddess.

Why her? Why this?

I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood.

I couldn’t let Damon take her.

Before I knew what I was doing, my hand lifted.

“One million,” I said.

The room went dead silent.

Every head turned. “O–One million dollars! From the man in the back!”

Tyson’s jaw dropped. I could hear him mutter something, probably a prayer or a curse.

“Going once… going twice…”

I didn’t look at Damon, but I could feel the heat of his glare from across the room.

“Sold!”