Selling Myself To The Alpha Novels & Stories

We would go back to how we were before. It was that simple. All this grief would disappear. All the anger, resentment, pain, sadness, and longing that was stopping me from being able to breathe would lessen. I could break through this weakness. Being Alpha meant I needed to be strong, stronger than any of my pack. More than that, I needed to be stronger than all the other Alphas. Because if I wasn’t, if I was weak, I could be exploited. That wasn’t a risk. That was a reward. It was the only way.

Alpha’s growl interrupted me, “How can you perform so miserably? I gave you two opportunists and you successfully messed up both of them. Brilliant!” “I am sorry,” I mumbled, “They didn’t even give me a chance to talk.” Alpha growled again, “I don’t want to hear your lame excuses. I think that I should start searching for a new, capable honey bee for my agency.” I felt an instant’s squeezing hurt. I was scared to lose my shelter and I would be back on the street, struggling to survive, “I-I can steal the drive Alpha. Just give me one last-” “How can you steal something without knowing its location?”

I needed to know her. Alpha drove through the checkpoint and made his was through the village making sure to drop spohie off at the house, with a quick hug and a wave good bye Sophie was gone. Alpha Jackson eyed me in the mirror then asked 'what did you hand Trinity?' 'My name and number' I answered With a hint of shame I explained to Alpha that at college, I realised I was interested in women as much as I was interested in men. This news seemed to ammuse the alpha. It almost seemed like it was turning him on.

were the only words that escaped from my mouth as I gave him the best smile I could come up with. An Alpha should always be strong. They should never show any weakness. You are not meant to be an Alpha. How can you call yourself an Alpha when you have no wolf? He doesn’t have a wolf and rely on a wheelchair, why should he be the Alpha? Men don’t cry, they don’t cry especially because of a girl. He should have just died.

Me? Could I actually be an Alpha?

I think my next words carefully, not wanting to sound ungrateful, but I don't want what I buy to be with the permission of a man again. "That's sweet of you, but I don't want that. I never had my own income before, much less a real job, unless you consider listening to the ranked females gossip while we plan parties a real job. I understand I rely on you as my Alpha, but I would feel better if I could work and contribute to the pack somehow." I say, sitting down next to him and scratching Nisha's head who is now asleep on the big bad Alpha's lap. I giggle at the sight before I remember this is a serious conversation.

I zoom in. Zoom out. Read it again. And again. A slow breath leaves me. “This could change everything,” I whisper. And it can. But only if I use it right. My first thought was simple. Blackmail the Alpha. Walk into his office. Drop the truth in front of him. Force my way into his plans. Force relevance. Force power. But that thought didn’t last long. Because I know him. The Alpha isn’t a man you corner. He’s a man who removes threats.

she asks. "Yes, take messages, I won't be long" I leave the office hurriedly, under the judgmental gazes of the staff. I know they're wondering why her, why Mitchell... But I have no explanations to give. I'm the boss, my will is the law. If you were in the pack, you'd know that a mere glance means defying the order of the pack and the alpha. But you're not. The only thing I can do is ignore it and go to lunch.

But I let my alpha voice shine through to let him know I stand firm and I am a true alpha. He scratches his chin and looks at the girl like he considers what she is worth. Then a sly smile spreads on his full lips. “I will give you the women.” “You will ?” I might be surprised. “On one condition, of course.” ‘Be careful.’ Cana warms. I breathe in. “Of course, If it is in my power, I will give you whatever you want.” “You !” “What ?” I swallow. The smirk now spreading holds a lot of promises. “I will let them go if you take their place.” .

he said softly. I bought you for one purpose, Alpha Logan continued, his voice steady and cold. “You are here to give me an heir. That is the only reason you are useful to this pack.” My legs weakened. He took another step forward, towering over me. “When I finally see my heir,” he said, “I won’t regret exchanging my money for you.” Each word felt like a blade. Tears filled my eyes. I tried to hold them back, but they slipped free. I felt exposed and helpless. My world had changed in ways I didn’t choose.