All Chapters of Sold To The Alpha Beasts : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

EPISODE 31 – RAGNAR'S MANSIONEven though the flow of my conversations with that four-eyed beast was never pleasant, I still couldn’t allow myself to forget the agreement we made. Especially not now, when I remained uncertain about the nature of the other three alpha beasts.Unlike his brothers, he carried himself with discipline and refinement. He spoke with calm confidence, moved with purpose, and wore his intellect like armor. But based on what I’d heard, his siblings invoked real fear. That alone left me with no real choice. I had to agree to whatever this alpha in front of me decided.Alpha Ragnar.He stood before me, already smirking, his eyes unblinking and focused, pinning me in place like a prey under a predator’s gaze. I could even see my own reflection in his eyes.“You’re much more of a good girl than I expected,” he said, amusement dancing at the edge of his voice. “Looks like Bruno was wrong about you after all.“Well then,” he continued smoothly. "Now that everything’s

EPISODE 33 — ALPHA RAGNAR'S THIRSTMy eyes widened in shock. Before I could even blink, he suddenly lunged and grabbed me by the neck. I found myself hurled through the air like some worthless object and then landed down onto the bed. I felt my body bounce slightly against the soft mattress, which kept me away from feeling any real pain.But my breath hitched as he suddenly appeared above me.With his large, veiny hands, he grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them down above my head. I could feel the pressure of his weight sinking into the mattress as he leaned in closer. Through the strands of my bangs, I could catch glimpses of his glowing gray irises.“I was being nice to you earlier,” he said coldly. “I even gave you a proper greeting… And before that, I saved you from that omega who was bullying you. You’re the lowest of the low who’s ever stepped foot into my home… And now, just when I was asking you for permission properly… You ruined the face?”He narrowed his eyes at me. “Do

EPISODE 35 – BITTENI left Ragnar behind, writhing and groaning in pain, well, I did just land a forceful kick straight to his balls. I didn’t hold back either. He could’ve easily come after me, retaliated, pinned me down if he wanted but he didn’t. It was like he just let me go.Now I’m making my way down the stairs, one slow, painful step at a time. My lips are tightly pressed together, trying not to cry out, but the pain is impossible to avoid. I can still feel the sharp sting of his bite on my right thigh, pulsing with every movement.So much for the kindness he showed me this morning. I really tried not to think anything bad about him. I told myself I should just be grateful for the way he treated me, for being gentle, even respectful. But no, he was just waiting for the sun to set before revealing what he really wanted from me.He’s no different from those other arrogant, abusive men back at the mansion. Just like them, masking their intent with a smile, waiting for the right ti

EPISODE 37 — I WON'T GET HARD“So, the wound didn’t hurt while you were resting?”“Not really. It only hurts when I walk,” I explained, lifting my leg slightly and pointing to it.He crossed his arms and raised a brow. “Aren’t you going to thank me for my generosity?”I frowned. “I’ll thank you once I’m fully healed.”A faint, dry laugh escaped him. “I honestly can’t tell whether I should laugh or be irritated by you, slave.”I yawned again in response."Anyway, would you like to join me in the bathtub?”My attention snapped back to him.My brows furrowed in disbelief. “And why, exactly, would I do that?”“There are special herbs mixed into the bathwater,” he began, his tone informative. “They’re good for the body, promote healing, and help fade scars… if you have any. But I know you do after all, you’ve been a slave for years.”"...and this is the last batch of those herbs. The rest are still being gathered by the slaves from other parts of the mountain.”My jaw tightened as I stared

EPISODE 39 — SCARS I bit my own tongue, just to stop myself from laughing.“Y-You kicked him... in that part?” he repeated, as if he wasn’t sure he heard me right.“Yes. That’s exactly what I did,” I said flatly, without shame.He immediately looked away and gave a stiff, awkward cough, clearly trying to suppress any reaction. I could tell he was holding something back, maybe laughter. I actually wanted to laugh too, but considering the mood between us, it didn’t feel right. So I swallowed the laughter and kept a straight face.“You’re quite... bold," he said seriously. “No one’s ever laid a hand on Ragnar except for our enemies in battle. I won’t be able to protect you if he decides to harm you.”“I guess... it wasn’t exactly intentional,” I replied. “But I also know that excuse won’t work. And if he does take revenge, then... I can’t stop him. It is what it is.”I lowered my gaze, my voice growing softer.“The truth is... my trauma got triggered again last night. I thought he was