Belong To The Mad King Alpha の小説・ストーリー

The Alpha’s King Property Chapter 2 *******Sold Off As A Sex Slave 2***** Olivia’s POV I was numb, my mind struggling to comprehend their words. "I don't understand, My Alpha," I stammered, my voice shaking. I felt like I had been punched in the gut, and I couldn't catch my breath. My father raised an eyebrow, his expression cold and unyielding. "You're not dumb, Olivia. You're just an outcast. And outcasts are disposable."

Mathias asked, surprised. Candice had just retrieved her scroll back when Thaddeus suspiciously asked, "This powerful ally, what is his name?" She let a broad smile spread her lips as she clutched the scroll firmly to her chest. "My elders, you know who he is. He is our Lord and Alpha, King Wayne. Son of Warren Wyatt, leader of the pack of the grey wolves. Protector of the plane Weode and all its hinterlands." "Welcome to a new era. You have pledged your allegiance to him and to the new world he will create."

Red stared at me for a few seconds. Then he looked away. “I don’t know where I should start.” “How about from the beginning?” I said. “What do you want to tell me?” “It’s about my Alpha.” I nodded. “Okay, what about Ethan?” “As my Alpha said to you when he introduced me to you, I’m his best friend and his man. In our world, we have a function and a level. The Alpha is in the highest position. He is our leader. At the same time, I’m the Beta, the second in command. So you can say I’m the vice leader in our p—” Red stopped for a second, then continued, ‘—world. But more than that, I’m also my Alpha’s best friend.”

"Oh! Is that how you welcome me home father? After many years of sending me away and now the first thing you noticed about me is my late arrival to this meeting at this very morning." I followed his gaze and did not move a tiny muscle surrounding my eyes when I walk closer to sit at the empty chair across him in the table. I'm in for the challenge but he never responded for a couple of seconds so Maleficus starts to discuss the plan on the table. He is good with pretending that nothing happened. "Gentlemen of the Royal pack, we have known that the wolves who hurt the people in the City is non other than the wolves who refuse to recognize the Alpha King and the Moon Goddess. They call themsel

Hera would never have come to rescue, so whatever it was she had in mind had to be far worse than having my head bashed in by Maduro’s powerful fist. “Now listen closely,” Hera started but was interrupted by a skinny, tall, guard who hurried in and prostrated. “Ike and his men are here!” The panic on Maduro’s face made my heart skip a bit. Maduro was not scared of anything. Not even during the war that broke out ten years ago when the Thradeu clan had attacked and almost won, but Maduro found a way to reach out to the Alpha of the Shadow clan, the mad alpha, no one knew what he looked like or even his actual name. But everyone had the same thing to say about him, he was a beast, a devil, a c

It urged to demote destruction on anyone who ever thought of betraying him. "I expect results, not excuses!" His voice was like thunder to the guards' ears. It was odd that one man could have such a profound effect on people. No one muttered even a single word. Their eyes wandered to their fellow college's corpse on the cold pavement. They knew the same fate awaited each and everyone who couldn't please the king. "Clean this garbage off the floor." He scrunched his nose in disgust. "Order the rest of the men to stand down." "B-but your majesty the town folks will be in great danger of the creature."

SOFIA My fingers dig into the bark of the ancient oak as the Moonridge Pack assembles below. The Alpha's Hunt—a tradition older than memory, where mated pairs prove their unity before the entire pack. My stomach churns, but not from nerves about the hunt itself. It's Andrew, my mate and Alpha of the Moonridge Pack. I watch him stride through the crowd with the easy confidence of an Alpha, even if his pack barely commands respect among the greater territories. When I'd first met Andrew Grafton three years ago, that confidence had been intoxicating. Enough to make me walk away from everything I'd once been.

“It’s like… when you know something is coming but it’s not bad.” Kael smiles a little. “That’s very helpful.” I squint at him. “It is.” I’ve felt this pull since we got close to this territory. Since before we crossed the border. It’s like something is tugging on a string inside my ribs. Not scary. Just loud. They call him the Mad Alpha here. I heard one of the guards say it outside. Like it means something big. Mama doesn’t call him that. She just says his name.