Auctioned To The Alpha King Novels & Stories

The more I cried, the more his wolf ached for me, taking me deeper and harder. Five years ago, I was sold to Alpha Nicolas's Kingdom. After my whole family was murdered overnight, our enemies sold me here at a good price. I was only thirteen back then and knew nothing of this slave tradition until I turned eighteen. The Alpha king bedded everyone in his harem until he found his soulmate. Among everyone, I was his favorite because I made sure to please him always like he wanted.

Wolves began dropping out, unable to justify such exorbitant sums. At six hundred million, the auctioneer announced with barely contained excitement, "Six hundred million from Alpha Steel!" A hush fell over the room at the mention of the Alpha King's name. Several wolves who had been preparing to bid suddenly reconsidered, their instincts warning against challenging such a dominant Alpha. Thompson glanced at Freya, searching for a reaction. Her face remained composed, but he noticed her fingers tightening slightly on the auction catalog. Following Marcus's instructions, Thompson raised their paddle. "Six hundred and fifty million!"

Clearing his throat again, he pulled me out of my thoughts. “My final act as Alpha is as follows. All omegas shall be sold off as slaves to other alphas as requested by the Lycan King himself.” My mouth falls open. How could he just sell off half of his pack? Someone grabbed my neck, causing me to scream in pain.

The bastard chuckled darkly and extended his hand openly “Have fun, then…. If you can afford her. She is yours for tonight for one thousand” “She is worth it” Robert said eagerly, getting out his money and putting it into the large bowl they have placed in front of the high platform alpha King was sitting on. Robert being the last buyer for the night, the bowl was now filled with thousands of dollars in exchange for releasing those monsters on these innocent, helpless, and damaged souls. “Welcome to our pack. I hope you enjoy your new experience here and come back to become a regular customer Mr….?” alpha King asked curiously.

Tarzan ordered. "Yes my king." Jonah replied, his head bowed. An old woman walked into the throne room and made her way towards the king. "Leave us." Tarzan said to the men. They quickly bowed and left. The old woman spread a mat in front of the king, bowed and sat down. "Here I am Alpha." King Tarzan stared down at her, a frown on his face. "Something strange has been happening, Costanza. What's wrong? You are the seer. Aren't you suppose to see forthcoming things?"

"The Dark King is known for his vast riches; he once gave 500 million to Edward. I consider myself no less significant than Edward. To secure my allegiance, the price is no less than 500 million." The shadow troop's response was swift and chilling. He smoothly retrieved another briefcase, from which he drew a handgun loaded with silver bullets. The atmosphere in the room turned from tense negotiation to sheer horror as he and his troops began firing at the Alpha and his Beta. The Alpha, caught in the midst of transformation into his werewolf form, was ruthlessly gunned down, his efforts to change proving futile against the onslaught of silver bullets.

The room was filled with an air of anticipation, and the pack members sat in respectful silence, waiting for their Alpha to address them. Xavier stepped forward, his presence commanding attention. "My beloved pack," he began, "I stand before you today to share a significant decision—one that marks a new era for the Royal Pack. After centuries of leading this pack, I believe it's time for a new Alpha to take the reins." A murmur of curiosity rippled through the room, but it quickly quieted as Xavier continued, "I have full faith in my son, Dominique. He has grown into a remarkable individual, and I believe he will make an exceptional Alpha King."

“I don’t have to prove anything. I’m not here to get my hands dirty. I can just kill you like that and be done with it.” He must have done something with his magic because Jax grunted, and his shoulders tensed. A vein popped up at the side of his neck as he strained against it. His eyes started glowing as if he was trying to shift, but it didn’t seem to make a difference. And then, in the blink of an eye, Jax was on his knees. The Alpha King was on his knees in front of the Circle.

So much for not breaking down in front of the Alpha King. Suddenly I’m yanked by the collar around my neck that the Alpha King has placed on me. I guess since werewolves were forced to wear collars, Killian is repaying me with the same kindness. My eyes flash open to be faced with a fuming Killian. He’s going to kill me. He’s going to take my virginity, enjoy my body for his pleasure, and kill me. Everything flashed before my eyes and I couldn’t stop myself from shaking more, nor could I stop the small sob that escaped.

Brucer said. I panicked. What was Brucer saying? I watched the slave Alpha standing in the middle of the floor. His petite figure, blond hair, and low head made it impossible to see his face. But the king of Aria lost to an enslaved person, which was unacceptable. It broke the beginning of a man like me. "Come here, servant." I gave the order.