Offered To The Beastly Alpha
“I decide when you die, runt. And because of your disobedience and your desperate wish to die, I have found a perfect way for you to do both… and still be useful to me and my pack.”
“What?” I breathed, dread clawed at my chest like ice.
“You will be sold to Alpha Caius as his fifth bride.”
I blinked.
No.
No, No, No.
My stomach twisted into knots, the air punched from my lungs.
Alpha Caius of Blood Howl crest, the Alpha who murdered his four previous wives with his own hands. The one they call DEATH itself. That was who they were selling me to.
“Please, you can’t do this to me! I will obey you. I swear! I won’t run again! Just don't send me to him,” I cried.
Bab Populer