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Her parents were gone, and she was left alone with a cruel Alpha King. “You are pregnant, my baby, the Alpha werewolf that will be the next generation of my throne.” King Roman said and hold her small hand lovingly. Celine was shaking, and she started to cry hysterically, covering her face in shame. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. How can he call himself Alpha King? What kind of joke was he playing with her? He wasn't even the same species as her! Even though she was very aware that he was extremely handsome, he was also a monster.

King Darius looked down at me with dark satisfaction. “You are no longer a virgin,” he said. “You are my royal breeding slut now. And tomorrow, the knot-stretching ceremony begins. I will train this tight little cunt to take my full knot every single day until you are swollen with my heir.” He kissed me rough, tongue claiming my mouth while his cock twitched inside me again. I lay there under the Alpha King, marked, knotted, and freshly bred. Sold for one hundred million. And already addicted to royal cock.

he acted as if he does not know what I was talking about, I know that he is not stupid, but well, he is smart enough to act stupid and avoid topics. “I know how smart you are, so are you going to tell me what you did back there and whatever deal you made with the Alpha King or not? “It was nothing.” he replied, shrugging his shoulders and turning his body away from me as he faced the river. “You sold yourself, did you not?” I speculated because I know that the pack would not have that much riches to offer to the Alpha King to revoke the match, the Alpha King has his own kingdom and numbers of packs below him, and along with it were riches and wealth, and what could our pack offer? I do not t

“Well, it's not particularly nice to meet you guys, especially under these circumstances. But one thing I want to clarify is I am not his fucking breeder.” A low growl emanated from Alpha Theo, and in fear, I brought my gaze to his, alarm coursing through me. “You need to let me go,” I said through gritted teeth, despite the terror that was slowly rising at his now elongated fangs. “Not after you’ve done what I bought you for.” “I’m not having pups for you.” “You will.”

They quickly bowed down, their eyes unable to meet mine because I knew half of what they saw was red—Caelum fighting to take control, and when he does, he brings only disaster. "Alpha King." Stephen said, his eyes bowing down but slowly raising. My growl cut through the air like a blade, warning him that I wasn't in the mood for challenges unless he wanted his head decorating my throne alongside the others. He quickly returned to staring at the ground. "Speak." The word came out like a command from the depths of hell itself. "With all due respect, Alpha King," Stephen's voice trembled slightly, "marriage to a breeder... It's unprecedented. She has no Luna bloodline, no training in pack polit

Alpha walked over to me and put a solid hand on my shoulder. “You must convince them even if they don't understand. Del selling slaves is not the solution.” I became irritated and retreated. “Alpha Corbin, you don't understand. I have my reasons why I'm selling them.” “ Sometimes you feel all too powerful, Del,” Darius said.” We spoke about this that they would be slaves to serve this pack forever and the breeders will be given off as peace offerings to the packs we are at loggerheads with and some taken as concubines.“

“I doubt whatever hovel your werewolf family huddles in each night can match a vampire king.” “My grandfather is an Alpha. He can match your price.” I know my family is going to do whatever they can to get me back whole. I would do the same if any of my brothers had been taken instead of me. The price won’t matter. What was some gold over someone’s life? His blood red eyes widen in surprise before he smiles greedily. “You’re an Alpha’s offspring? Why didn’t you say so? We can sell you off for twice the price now. Premium pedigree and all that.”

though the rest was lost in the hush. At length, Ezra spoke. “In the realm of werewolves, an Alpha’s offering of his daughter is… significant. Even if I wanted to decline—” He paused, glaring at Marcus, “—my own pack’s traditions and your brazen display leave me no choice but to accept. To refuse would be taken as an insult, sparking more bloodshed.” Marcus gave a curt nod. “Then we have an agreement.”

The Alpha replied. His words hit me like a tidal wave, knocking the air from my lungs. I staggered, room spinning, vision blurring. "B-breeder?" I stammered, my voice barely audible. The Alpha's gaze locked onto mine, cold and unyielding. "Yes, you'll bear me strong, healthy pups. Secure the future of our pack." My mind reeled in horror. Bought. Breeder. Pups. I felt reduced to a mere vessel, a tool for his desires.

Golden seat. I raised my head up as others did. I studied his face. Alpha Rafe. What an intimidating man. He looked like he was always angry about something. But then again, this whole charade would definitely bore him but it was like a tradition he couldn’t get rid off. Our kingdom’s pack was a special one because we couldn’t have true mates. No one knew why but that was how it was for years now.