From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91 One Point Five Million Dollars

SUMMER.

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I smoothed the silk of my designer gown. The fabric was cool against my skin, but it did nothing to calm the fire of irritation burning in my chest. Beside me, Eloise sat with a terrifyingly cold posture, sipping her champagne as if she hadn’t spent years living like an animal in a rogue camp.

I hated her. I hated the way she breathed, the way she looked so effortless, and especially the way she looked at me–like I was something she had already defeated. Who did she think she was? She was just a girl who survived a menial rogue attack; she should have stayed in the dirt where she belonged. I was a Lockwood. A royalty in this world of silk and silver, and I wasn’t about to let a broken girl forget her place.

When the first item, that dusty old tapestry, was brought out, I saw Eloise lean in and whisper to Olivia. I caught a snippet of her words, something about synthetic pigments and mineral dyes. I let out a sharp and quiet scoff. She was clearly trying to sound sophisticated, playing the part of a refined lady to impress her little cousin. It was pathetic. She probably learned those words from a textbook she stole while hiding in the wilderness from the rogue.

Then came the Azure Moonstone bracelet. It was a pe, boring thing. But Olivia looked at it as if it were the North Star itself. When the bidding started, Eloise whispered something in her ear, and Olivia immediately raised her paddle.

“Five hundred thousand,” Olivia announced.

I looked around the table and the women I called friends, though I knew they were just desperate for some attention. None of them moved. Why would they? The bracelet was understated and plain. It didn’t scream wealth. I shared a mocking look with the girl sitting next to me, silent laughing at Olivia’s investment. Five hundred thousand dollars for a piece of rock that looked like it came out of a gift shop.

“Sold to the lady in the back!” The auctioneer shouted.

Olivia looked like she had won the lottery. “I can’t believe it,” she whispered to Eloise. “I thought Summer would try to buy it just to be spiteful.”

I gritted my teeth; I didn’t want her trash. I was waiting for the real prize. I was waiting for the time I could finally step on Eloise’s neck and show everyone in the room that I was the only one who mattered, and I should be their Queen.

“And now,” the auctioneer announced, his voice booming across the hall. “The centrepiece of our evening. The Blood–Moon heart, a ruby necklace said to have been worn by the first Luna of the North.”

The curtains pulled back, and there it was.

My breath caught in my throat.

It was magnificent, the ruby was huge, a deep, pulsing red that looked like a literal drop of blood frozen in time. It was surrounded by a halo of diamonds that caught the light and shattered it into a thousand pieces. It was gaudy, it was loud, and it was perfect.

If I wore that necklace, no one would ever mention the winner of the Luna Trials again, no one would ever look at Eloise, and would be the center of the universe.

I felt Eloise’s eyes on me. I didn’t turn my head, but I knew she was watching.

This was it.

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Chapter 91 One Point Five Million Dollars

“Eight hundred thousand.” Eloise said, her voice smooth and chillingly confident.

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My blood boiled. How dare she? How dare she even open her mouth for something that expensive? Where would she even get that kind of money? She was probably using the influence of the Lycan King, trying to flaunt a power that didn’t belong to her.

“Nine hundred thousand,” I snapped, raising my paddle high.

Eloise didn’t even blink. “One million,”

The room went silent. A million dollars for a single necklace. All the women in the room were leaning in now, their eyes darting between us. I could feel sweat forming at my hairline. I couldn’t lose. Not to her. Ever.

“One point two million,” I shouted, raising my paddle one more time.

Eloise tilted her head, a small knowing smile playing on her lips; it was the smile of someone who knew a secret.

“One point four million,” she raised her paddle.

She was pushing me, I could feel it. She wanted to see how far I would go.

Well, I would go to the ends of the earth to humiliate her, I would bankrupt myself just to see the look of defeat on her face.

“ONE POINT FIVE MILLION!” I screamed.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I stared at Eloise, waiting for her to counter. I was ready to go higher, I was prepared to fight.

But she didn’t raise her paddle.

Instead, she took a slow sip of her champagne and leaned back. “It’s all yours, Summer.” She whispered, her voice carrying a deadly edge of amusement.

The gavel banged.

Sold.

For a split second, I felt a rush of triumph; I had won. I had beaten her.

Then the whispers started.

They weren’t whispers of envy.

They were whispers of mockery.

“Did she really pay that much for a reproduction?”

“I heard the stones of this one are glass. It’s a charity price, but 1.5 million?”

“The Lockwood must be truly desperate for attention.”

My heart dropped to my stomach. I looked at the necklace again. In the harsh light of the stage, it didnt look like a royal relic

anymore.

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