Semua Bab Claimed: A Half-breed For Three Wolves: Bab 1 - Bab 6

There are five of us in the room—me, dad, his brother and his daughter and a man. The right hand of the pack Alpha. The most cruel wolf in our city. “A hundred gold coins,” my uncle continues to haggle, curling his fingers with excitement. This is standard procedure for selling a half-breed daughter to another purebred wolf. No, they do not offend us; they take us as wives and even take care of us. But the marriage is temporary and can be terminated at any time by reselling the girl to another wolf who wants to get himself a new female. “Sixty,” answers Deegon, who has come to buy my sister. The hair on his temples is silver, and his black eyes sparkle with pleasure. He is already forty-one, but he still has not entered into a full-fledged marriage; he has no children, only temporary wives, replacing each other with a frighteningly frequent frequency. “Mr. Deegon, be ashamed of God. At least make it ninety,” my father’s own younger brother shakes his head defiantly. “How many ti

“A sweet female in such a hole, who would have thought?”The stranger’s voice is full of lust and snarling, vibrating in my sternum.“Where is Clayton?” I practically whimper, pulling back and clenching my hips.Everything inside is throbbing; it feels like an emptiness that needs to be filled.“Who? Ah, that boy,” the man snorts and squats down in front of me.My gaze falls on his muscular legs; his pant is tightening around his calves, like a glove, like a second skin. The fabric stretches, drawing my attention to the powerful, narrow thighs, and then my gaze involuntarily wanders over his torso, hidden by a dark blue tank top. A pendant hangs around his neck, and his sledgehammer hands are relaxed. He suddenly rises and grabs my chin, lifting my head.“Refined features, plump lips, steep hips, firm breasts make a good female,” he says aloud, and then his thumb strokes the outline of my lips and opens them as if trying to penetrate.I clench my jaw and clench my teeth so that he doe

I barely held back a moan, full of unexpressed desire and agony, which would only increase with each passing hour. Only the three of us remained in the room: me, dad and Reign. The latter turns abruptly and looks at me, sniffing the air, making his nostrils flutter. His eyes roll back as if in pleasure, and his pants are suddenly tight.I lower my eyes and see an impressive mound, demonstrating that everything is fine with this man’s equipment. I feel my face turn red with shame, but I can’t do anything with the physiology. I can see from the scabrous grin on the man’s face that he noticed my reaction, and he was flattered by it.“I would like to sign the transfer of rights as soon as possible,” he said to my father in a hoarse tone, turning around and sitting in the seat occupied by Mr. Deegon.And as soon as the attention of my future temporary husband turns to my father, I can finally breathe freely. The grip that had gripped my chest loosened, and the throat-cutting tear lost its