SOLD TO THE BARBARIAN ALPHA

Notice: extreme violence and sexual content(abuse). Read with caution. Ara’s POV The sunset lighted the room, waking me up from my dry sleep. My body ached from the torture I went through last night. The sheet that was handed over to me felt warm. I didn’t want to wake up but a sudden footsteps made my body tremble. I shut my eyes. Pretending to be asleep. The footsteps got closer and closer. “Hey up red-haired beta!” he yelled. I woke up abruptly with the sheet still covering me up. Short and curly-haired man, who could be mistaken for a girl at any moment. I wondered how such a pretty man found himself here. “Stop looking at me with those pitiful eyes. You should be more concerned about yourself,” his voice soft and yet unfriendly. “Huh!” “Get dressed and join the others” he threw some clothes on me. “Others?” I muttered to myself. “Wait, please” I pleaded. He paused and turned. “What do you want?” “I-I just want to know where I am, and your name?”

Ara’s POV My body felt lighter. It seemed nice and warm. I didn't want to wake up from this dream. I believe I was back in the old days when my father was alive. He was super dormant Alpha. He protected mother and the pack. Welcomed anyone into his pack. Unfortunately, that became his biggest mistake. He was betrayed by one member he trusted the most. I defeated him a few years later. I gave him a befitting death. Being stabbed behind his back, literally. Waking up was like a nightmare to me. My eyes moved on their own but my body felt too weak and light to make any movement. “You are awake?” I suddenly heard a soothing voice. A voice command, obsessive and confident. Who might that person be? I wondered. “If you are wondering who I am. Then open your eyes” he spoke again. It was a man’s voice. I opened my eyes slowly. I opened my left eye to see who it was. “Huh! It's you” I stood up abruptly. “B-but how?” I spoke out loud. He chuckled. “You are a w

Ara's POVThe noises stirred me from sleep. Faint chanting reached my ears, mingling with the acrid stench of booze that filled my nostrils.I sniffed and opened my eyes slowly, careful not to wake the beast lying beside me. But as my vision cleared, I realized—he wasn’t there.I wondered where he could be. The thought lingered as I tried to get up, but my body protested—sore and aching from last night.A blush crept across my cheeks at the memory. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. He had been rough, yet surprisingly tender. Sweetness intertwined with ferocity as he caressed me through the night, leaving marks on my skin—so many marks.“So irritating,” I muttered under my breath, tracing a finger along one of the faint bruises. It wasn’t entirely surprising, though.Alphas were known for this—for marking what they claimed as theirs. Each mark he left was a declaration of ownership, a silent proclamation to the world that I belonged to him. My heart began to race wil

House of BragoSeated at a round table were the Alphas summoned by Brago. His anger and humiliation from Sebastian's actions still festered, and his obsession with the red-haired girl—whom he believed had been stolen from him—only fueled his rage further.He was relentless."Brago, why have you summoned us here on such short notice?" Raul, the Alpha leader of the Snow Moon Wolf Pack, demanded, his annoyance evident in his raised voice."Raul, do not make a fuss. I’m sure Brago has a good reason for calling us here. Right, Brago?" Lucrah, the leader of the Oracle Night Pack, interjected with a sly, tinted smile.Brago sighed heavily and took his seat at the head of the table."Apologies for the unannounced meeting, but I couldn’t wait any longer. The thought of that man ruling over us sends chills down my spine. He needs to be stopped—by any means necessary. And in case you’re wondering who I’m talking about, it’s none other than Sebastian Knight," Brago declared, his voice laced with b

Sebastian's POVThe meeting had lasted longer than I expected. Fortunately, I hadn’t lost any of my warriors. More importantly, I had regained their trust. That was all that mattered.Vaxar had been right, though. I could have killed her when I had the chance—but I didn’t. She was here because of my selfish desires.I wanted her to be utterly alone, to have no one left. I had slaughtered everyone dear to her, from her packmates to her family. Some had managed to escape, but it wouldn’t be for long. I would catch up to them soon enough.The mere thought of her finding solace among her people made my blood boil. Maybe my hatred for her ran deeper than I had ever admitted. Or perhaps... it wasn’t hatred at all.From the arena, I watched her, unable to look away. My mind wandered to all the things I could do with her—her lips, her slim figure, that unyielding confidence in her stance.Everything about her was intoxicating. I could smell the lustful pheromones of the other Alphas as they ob