All Chapters of Ten Ways To Kill Alpha PENKING : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“You… you knotted inside of me…” she said as soon as he was done—though still inside of her.“Don’t move, else it would hurt in your stomach,” he replied, while her body raged with anger.This is why she doesn’t like these alphas. They always acted like they owned the whole world.“How dare you knot inside me without my permission when it’s my body—”“Stop talking,” he interrupted. “They don’t speak to me like that.”She didn’t move for another ten minutes as he held her close until he was done knotting. When he pulled away from her and pushed her, she fell to the bed. His rut worn off, a stern look on his face as he glared at her.She glared back—with so much intensity, so much anger, it felt like it could burn the whole room down.“If you’re concerned because you’d get pregnant with my child, don’t worry. Take this…” he said, tossing a packet of something packaged. “It will prevent you from that. I don’t want a loose omega like you carrying my child anyway.”She looked at the packag

“Hahahahahaha…”Laughter tore from his throat.She was still trembling, squeezing the cackling throat shaking from laughter.“Is that all the strength you have inside your small, pleasurable, bitchy body?” he said, looking at her with slight amusement. “You’re going to squeeze with this weak grip?” He continued, mockingly. “I’ve never seen anyone get strangled before with this weak grip of yours. Let me teach you.”He threw her over quickly, hovering above her, his hands suddenly going around her throat. One squeeze—and her eyes reddened.Choking, she tried not to gasp for breath, but her legs shook violently. She tried to pull his hands away, but he pinned them above her head.“This is how you squeeze someone if you mean to kill them,” he said, not letting go.Her eyes rolled to the back of her head when his grip loosened. Air and shock tore through her body. She coughed violently, too weak to get up.This time, she broke down into soft sobs.All her carefully curated life for the pa

The crumpled document bounced off his chest and fell to the floor.He didn’t flinch. Didn’t move. Just watched her with those cold grey eyes like she’d done exactly what he expected.“Feel better?” he asked.She was shaking. Her whole body trembled with rage she couldn’t contain anymore. “You think you can just—just own me? Like I’m some object you can buy?”“I already bought you.”The words hit like a slap.“Fifteen years ago,” he continued, leaning back against the couch. “Your father sold you to me before he died. Did you forget?”Her breath caught. No. No, she hadn’t forgotten. She’d buried it. Shoved it so deep into the back of her mind that sometimes she could pretend it never happened.But it did.She was ten years old when her father signed those papers. When he looked at her with hollow eyes and told her she had to be strong. That this was the only way.“That contract is void,” she said, hating how her voice cracked. “I was a child. It doesn’t mean anything.”“It means everyt

The penthouse was on the top floor.Of course it was.Amelia stepped out of the elevator, her duffel bag heavy in her hand. The guard who’d driven her here stayed behind, the doors sliding shut with a quiet hiss.She was alone.The hallway stretched ahead, all white marble and recessed lighting. Her footsteps echoed. Too loud. Too exposed.At the end of the hall, a single door.She stopped in front of it. The key Penking gave her felt like ice in her palm.Just open it. Get it over with.She slid the key into the lock. It turned with a soft click.The door swung open.The first thing she noticed was the smell. Clean. Expensive. Like wood and something sharp she couldn’t name. Nothing like her apartment. Nothing like the club.The space was massive. Floor to ceiling windows showed the city sprawling below, lights twinkling like stars. The furniture was sleek, all sharp edges and dark colors. A couch that probably cost more than she’d made in a year. A dining table she’d never use.And

“Dan?”Her voice cracked. She gripped the phone so hard her knuckles went white.“Amelia.” His voice was rough. Scared. “Are you okay?”“Am I okay?” She laughed, bitter and sharp. “Where are you? What happened? I’ve been trying to reach you for days and—”“I know. I’m sorry. I couldn’t call before.”“Why not?”Silence.“Dan, talk to me.”“He told me not to.”Her stomach dropped. “Penking?”“Yeah.” She heard him exhale. “He said if I contacted you, he’d hurt you. So I stayed quiet. I left the city like he wanted. I thought that would be enough.”“It wasn’t.” She wiped her face with the back of her hand. “He made me sign a contract. I’m living in his penthouse now. He owns me, Dan. For six months.”“What?”“You heard me.”“No. No, that’s not—” He stopped. “This is my fault.”“Don’t.”“It is. I should’ve been smarter. I shouldn’t have gone after him. I thought I could—”“What did you do?”Another pause.“Dan. What did you do?”“I tried to gather information,” he said quietly. “About Penk