Chapter 17 Hidden Agendas
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Celica discreetly clenched her fists, her small face beneath the mask betraying her uncase.
Considering Beornwulf’s continuous bidding against others, he must have mistaken her for ‘Phoecock
She wanted to shout at him to stop, but being on stage, she felt helpless.
Bidding started at five thousand and showed no signs of stopping; in fact, the bid from the Goldenhill Pack Alpha had even reached millions. It was clear in his eyes that he was intent on having her.
Beornwulf, who came from a wealthy family, was known at school as a rich and handsome guy. However, millions were not something he could easily afford,
But seeing the person he liked dancing for someone else made him feel anxious.
Florence felt a stab in her heart when she saw Beornwulf worry for Celica. “Beornwulf, Celica is willingly dancing for someone else. She won’t understand your concern even if you are worried about her.”
Beornwulf clenched his fists, his expression becoming tense.
When the auctioneer was about to drop the hammer….
“Five million,” a cold and deep voice sounded from the crowd.
Everyone turned to look at the source of the voice almost simultaneously.
Who was this generous rich man willing to spend five million just to get a woman to dance for him?
In the dim light, the man stood with his hands behind his back. With his sculpted features, sharp eyebrows, deep and narrow abyss–like eyes, thin lips, and an overall aura of noble elegance, he exuded an Alpha’s noble and graceful energy.
The Goldenhill Pack’s Alpha recognized Nathaniel. He pursed his lips and put down his bidding sign as disgruntlement shone on his face. He did not want to make an enemy of the Snowwolf Pack’s Alpha.
At this point, no one dared to outbid that amount.
The comers of Nathaniel’s mouth curled slightly. Now that he was the final winner, he strode toward the
young woman.
Beornwulf helplessly watched as this man was about to take Celica away. Suddenly, his vision turned red, and he felt himself getting worked up. He didn’t care about anything else as he rushed ahead of Nathaniel to the stage, grabbing Celica’s hand. “Come with me!”
Celica frowned from the pain in her wrist. “Beornwulf, let me explain…”
Before she could finish her words, Nathaniel, who had approached from another side, grabbed her hand. He released his powerful Alpha aura, suppressing every wolf present. “Let her go!”
The two men confronted each other like fire and ice. Nathaniel had a slight height advantage, and it was evident that Beornwulf was losing the battle in terms of aura. Although he was an outstanding wolf, he was no match for the powerful Alpha of the Snowwolf Pack.
The two wolves faced off, unwilling to back down. Celica was their desired mate; both of them wanted to
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Chapter 17 Hidden Agendas
“Let go of me!” Celica felt torn apart by these two wolves. She hadits expersed time to escasse as dus point.
The sight of two Alphas competing for a single female wolf on stage sparked a heated dooine song the audience.
Florence watched as Celica was caught in the tug–of–war between two outstanding higher Be pricey and resentment toward Celica grew, and the almost wished for her to disappear. The face dar Celica was practically being treated as merchandise traded from the Savill Family to the Soomest Park é wondering what these two handsome and rich wolves were thinking
With anger simmering within her, Florence stepped onto the stage, her sharp elas biting into her palette. The wolf within her hysterically howled, wanting to tear Celica to pieces. Her resentful give locked cano Celica.
Celica’s eyes widened slightly. Is Florence here to help mediate?
Before she could say anything, Florence walked up to Celica and forcefully tagged at her makk
There was an uproar from the audience as they witnessed Phoecock’s true face
Celica’s delicate face and enchanting eyes, full of allure, were unlike anything they had ever seen
Florence saw Celica’s anxious expression and couldn’t help but smirk, her tone laced with mockery as the questioned, “Cece? Aren’t you supposed to be with the Snowwolf Pack: Why are you selling yourself in place like this?”
Celica’s expression froze. She didn’t understand why Florence would ask such questions in this situation
Florence scanned the crowd and then looked at Beornwulf, who was holding Celica’s hand, before continuing. “Cece, were you kicked out of the Snowwolf Pack: If you’re short on money, you could have asked us. We’re your friends. There’s no need to sell yourself in a place like this.”
These words appeared to be full of concern, but in reality, each one revealed to everyone that Celica was selling herself in this bar.
Celica’s expression darkened. She realized that Florence was intentionally exposing her secrets in front of Beornwulf.
Florence pushed Celica’s buttons again. “Even if you weren’t expelled from the Snowwolf Pack, you shouldn’t be dancing here. You’re disregarding the Snowwolf Pack’s reputation!”
