The Alpha King I Paid For

My whole body ached as if it were about to fall to pieces.I forced my eyes open and turned to see a face I did not recognize, handsome even in sleep.Flashes from the night before hit me. The bar. The booze. That killer scent of snow cedar."Are you okay?"His deep, ragged breaths from last night still rang in my ears.I cried, pleaded, tried to run, but he pulled me back, his grip on my waist so firm it felt like my soul was knocked out of me.The heady mix of our bodies was somehow more intoxicating than the outrageously expensive perfume I kept at home.Then, gazing at his calm profile, I found myself wanting round two.My phone buzzed from within a pile of clothes on the floor. The screen lit up: Arthur.Oh no.My old-fashioned brother's relentless calls. My first night not coming home, and I was busted. If he found out I picked up a male model at the bar and hooked up, he would break my legs and lock me away in a tower with nuns for the rest of my days!I had to vanish

Silence engulfed the room.The only sound was the manic clicking of cameras.The flash froze the moment: the fearsome Bloodmoon Wolf King, his billion-dollar face inches from mine, demanding to know why I offered a mere three thousand bucks.I glanced at the line of professional cameras outside the security cordon.Streaming live for the world to see.I felt the impending doom. That was going to be bad."Talk." Frederick's grip on my chin was firm, his calloused fingers rough against my skin, sending a jolt through me.He did not care about the onlookers.To him, it was just me and that ridiculous sum of money."You weren't so tight-fisted last night in bed, begging me to speed up."His voice was a low murmur, meant for my ears only. "Ms. Jameson, so you're into getting things for free, huh?"My cheeks burned with a sudden flush.It had to be the intense cedar scent coming off him!"Release her!" Arthur's voice boomed as he knocked Frederick's hand away, standing over me l

The carriage was cramped, his presence everywhere.The overpowering scent of cedar mixed with the acrid smell of an enraged Alpha King suffocated me."Let go!" I kicked frantically, but he easily pinned my ankles.The sound of ripping fabric. My designer skirt tore like tissue in his grasp.Cold air hit my thighs.I screamed, "Frederick! Are you insane?!""Yes, I've lost it," he said, his weight bearing down on me, forcing me to meet his gaze."You and your brother drove me to this."His hand moved roughly, his fingertips punishing as they roamed my waist.My body shuddered.To my horror, it reacted to his touch, despite the terror of last night's encounter.Frederick's sneer was icy."See? You say no, but your body says yes."Rosalie, you called it 'unconscious' before. What's your excuse now, the drugs kicking in?"Shame burned through me."Don't touch me!" I pleaded through tears, "This is rape!""Rape?" He scoffed as if it were a joke, his touch growing bolder. "If

Frederick stormed out of the basement with me in his arms, his face like a thundercloud.The wolf servants bowed their heads so low they might as well have tried to sink into the floor, yet their ears were perked up high.When we reached the dining room, Frederick kicked the oak door open with a bang.Silence fell over the world.He strode to the head of the table and sat down with me on his lap."Hey," I wriggled, feeling a bit awkward."Eating like this, what would people think if they saw us?" I muttered, uneasy about the informality of our dinner.Frederick's arm was a firm band around my waist, his other hand confidently wielding the cutlery as he proclaimed, "In this castle, nothing gets past me without my say-so, not even a fly."However, then there was Lucas, the one man who could turn the tables on us. I could not help but think of him.Frederick leaned into me, his chin resting in the crook of my neck like a big, affectionate wolf.He inhaled deeply there and then,

With the black gold card in hand, I felt not just empowered but also embraced by warmth. Stretched out on the sumptuous silk bed Frederick chose for me, I was embarking on a challenging mission: diving into the online drama. The world was spinning with a touch of enchantment.Outside, the distant hum of patrol boats slicing through the sea reached my ears – Arthur's human forces gearing up.However, the real war was online.Trending at the top:#Human-WerewolfRelationsCountdown##SaveJamesonHeiress##WolfKingFrederickVillainy#The internet was ablaze with outrage:[It's rape! Lock the Alpha King away!][We have to fight! Stand up for human dignity!]Those comments made me feel so guilty I could barely breathe.If that turned into an all-out war, it would be over that ridiculous three thousand in "hush money."Then, a gossip forum post grabbed my attention:[Let's Think About It: Could They Be Into Kinky Role-Play?]The blogger mused, [Folks, hear me out. If the Alpha King