Author’s POV
As this was going on, from 999’s table, a hand lifted once more. Repeating that deliberate, now infamous gesture.
“Bidder 999 counters with six million!” The auctioneer’s voice pulsated with barely contained excitement. “Do I hear a higher offer?”
Every wolf in the vicinity was rolling their eyes. There was no sane wolf in this world who would continue this bid.
Except for one.
Everyone instinctively swiveled their heads to the second tier, to table 923.
There it was. A single hand emerged from the shadows. Opalescent nails shimmering against alabaster skin. The bidding paddle lifted without the slightest hint of hesitation.
All the wolves in the venue instinctively gasped as one. Even the auctioneer paused. Struck silent for a heartbeat. Before his booming voice came
