Alle Kapitel von Sold To The Alphas: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

KaiaMy toes curled as I took the first hard steps toward the crowd. Every eye was a laser, pinning me to the spot. I could feel them 'linking' about me, judging the mess wrapped in a gray blanket. The driveway was a jagged mess of stones that bit into my soles. Each step felt like pressing my weight onto broken glass. I shoved the pain down, grinding my teeth so I wouldn't hiss.A sharp, hot throb climbed up my left leg with every move. It beat in time with my heart. I felt a warm, wet trail of blood slide down my calf and pool at my ankle. It was a strange, ticklish sensation, but I kept my eyes up. I didn't want to see the damage.I squeezed between Selene and Cain, trying to disappear into their shadows. The stares felt heavy, like physical weight. Cain gave me a small nudge, his palm flat against my spine for a second."You're up, Princess," he whispered.I swallowed, my mouth tasting like dust, and kept moving. The group ahead was small but they felt like a wall. A man stepped o

KaiaI blocked out Selah’s sharp snort.My heels snapped against the stone as I trailed Ravenna toward the main hall. The room was already packed. As we stepped inside, the wall of noise dropped to a heavy silence.I swallowed. My throat felt like sandpaper. Alpha Zev and Luna Calantha were deep in talk with a guy who looked like he belonged on a billboard. Alpha Faelon. He was a mountain of a man, barely taller than Zev but twice as imposing. Those sharp cheekbones and that lethal jawline were exactly how I remembered, but his eyes had a new, playful glint.He wore a white shirt with the sleeves shoved up his forearms. His gray slacks hugged his thighs perfectly. His hair was cut short, dark curls messy against his forehead and the back of his neck.He was gorgeous. It hurt to look at him.He must have felt my eyes burning into him because he turned. Our gazes locked. My mouth hung open a fraction. My legs moved without me telling them to, pulling me toward him like a magnet. His dar

KaiaI didn’t have much experience with a wolf in my head. I did know that fighting her was a mistake. The second I put on my clothes, she went silent. She was freezing me out.I had picked the bright red dress Selene pointed out. It was tight with a low neck. I braided my hair back, leaving my neck bare to the biting night air. The wind was sharp. It sent a shiver down my spine that had nothing to do with the cold.At the fights, the other girls looked effortless. They didn't wear makeup. Even the Luna looked natural. Ravenna didn't touch the stuff. They looked so cool that I almost felt like a try-hard. I had even told Selene to keep her cherry chapstick for Cain.But I had spent all this time getting ready. For what?"It’s my pleasure," Lorcan said. He reached out and ran his fingers through my hair. His touch was heavy. "Your hair is amazing, Kaia. You are stunning. I’ve never seen anything like you."My cheeks burned. It was the second time he’d said it. It felt like a dream."Th

KaiaSelah’s energy flooded me. It was a clean rush. For the first time, we weren't fighting for the wheel; we were just driving. This wasn't just about throwing a punch. It was about her. It was about us.I finally saw what Ravenna was doing. Her pack didn't just have warriors. They had a pulse. They moved as one. Even if I’d read a thousand books on it, I never would have felt this heat in my blood."Better, Kaia," Ravenna barked. "Move."My muscles felt like they were tearing. My lungs were raw from the dry air. I looked her in the eyes and stood back up.I was ready to break if it meant getting stronger.The morning disappeared into the dirt. Ravenna sent the men away after an hour. Then it was just us.She shifted into Mist. The wolf was a silver ghost with streaks of midnight. She was lean and terrifyingly fast. Mist didn't just run; she flowed like water. Every move was a calculation. Every strike was a viper’s bite. She was better than me in every way, but she was patient. She

Kaia The air in the cell was like a wet blanket. It smelled of old sweat, mold, and a sour rot that made my stomach turn. In the dark, every sound felt loud. A drip of water. The rustle of a uniform. The heavy, slow breaths of the man in the cell next to mine. I was a prisoner. A slave. This cage was my world now. I sat in the blackness with nothing but my own guilt for company. Right before my eyes gave out, I felt a flicker. A soft touch against my mind. It was Selah. She didn't say anything, but I felt her regret bleed into mine. It was enough to stop my heart from racing. I drifted into a restless sleep. "Hey," a voice hissed. "Kaia. Get up."