Novel & Cerita Sold To Alpha Brothers

“Dad, can you spare some warriors? I have some from Vargas, possibly some from Wade.” “Wade?” He is surprised. “They have an alliance with Vargas, and Wilks is responsible for killing their Alpha and Luna, so yes. I won’t need a lot, but the more you can spare….” “I’ll give you a couple of dozen, Sebastian, and that’s it. You’ll have to figure out a way to get Dez back without any more than that.” As usual, my Dad has already made up his mind, and that’s exactly how this is going to be. There’s no use trying to negotiate.

“In the alpha rooms, of course.” I set my jaw and pulled Tony out of the room. He tried to fight me at every step, but he let me bring him to my office. It had once been an old parlor. I had no doubt that our father had probably repossessed the alpha’s office. I forced him to sit down and locked the door. I pulled out a bottle of wolfsbane alcohol. “Is now really the time?” Tony growled. I poured the drink and shoved it in his hand.

Rafe's voice is a whip-crack, and Nikolai's on him in a second, yanking his head back by the hair, a blade kissing his throat. The man's sweating, shaking, whimpering wonder if Rafe will let me kill him. It's been two days since I got to spill blood. My wolf's clawing under my skin, restless, hungry. "Yes, yes, I understand-take her!" Denzel screams. Pathetic. Selling his own daughter to cover his debt. Guess when the alternative is paying in flesh, morals go out the window. This city's ours. He knew he couldn't run. It's written in the defeat in his eyes. I wonder if the girl's prettier than him. Doesn't matter-she's ours now. We don't usually deal in live flesh, but debts don't pay themsel

“Amara, hurry up.” Sylvia snapped as she walked up the stairs. “I’m coming mom.” I whispered as I pulled my luggage to the door and stood next to my mother. “Remember, your new family is very important. Your stepfather, Alpha Lucas values family very much and also one of your three step brothers will be the future Alpha of this pack. You have to be on your best behavior.” My mom’s words were sharp, cutting like a knife. “I know mom.”

“I am excited to be your new leader from now on, I have to appreciate all of you that are here today and that witnessed the naming.” Right, I had been late for that. “The Warren brothers have come in representation of their father and the crimson colony pack as they will be crowned alphas in very little time from now. The silver thistle pack have decided to offer one of our own, Alma Dixon, as a treaty to them.” My ears pricked just as my eyes widened. He had clearly said my name. Clearly! Fear flowed down my back as my face squeezed into a horrified look. I'm being sold!

I kept my eyes fixed firmly on the floor by Vanessa’s expensive leather boots. "I didn't mean to—" "Shut up!" Vanessa snapped, shoving me back harder against the wood. "I know exactly what you're doing, Cynthia. Your pack is weak, and you're desperate. But let me make one thing perfectly clear to a clumsy, broken thing like you: Alpha Dominic doesn't feel pity. He doesn't want a charity case. If you think a fake sob story about your father is going to keep you in this lineup, you're dead wrong. I will make sure you are exposed and kicked out of this castle before sunset tomorrow."

He said it slowly, like he was testing whether the words made any more sense out loud than they had in his own head. "That's the entire premise of them; that's why your Alpha's family built one instead of simply locking you in an ordinary room. Once a wolf goes dormant under that kind of magic, it stays dormant. Permanently. I have watched packs use suppression cells as an execution method for exactly that reason, quieter than killing someone outright but final in every way that matters." "But mine's still there." "Yours should not still be there." He dragged a hand through hair that flickered between existing and not existing, depending on how the gold light caught it.

“You sold her? To who? What’s the meaning of this?” “Look, look, I get it. Eliara is very special to my dear poor dad, but he’s dead. And right now, it’s me and my brother that are the alphas of this pack. And we have our rules now, so it’s not like this is an illegitimate claim. It’s just how it is. Now, we sold her because she was useless to us.” “She wasn’t useless,” she dropped in. “The late alpha said…”

It was all he said to make me realize my mate was the culprit in this fantastic surprise. When I saw the other stalls, I felt we would lose interest, but I was floored when Romeo pointed me toward this carefully put-together exhibition stall. My mom knew how things were done, and she went ahead and ensured this was a success. Again, Alpha Eulisses, Alpha Thomas, Alpha Timothy, and the newly appointed Alpha Peter showed interest in our beauty lines and preventive multi-vitamin lines. Other Alphas came by, b and made interesting proposals, but I needed time to gather all the information and make careful and considerate decisions. Selling their packs was one thing that was easily decided, but h

These warriors had prominent appetites. As the High Alpha spoke, my phone rang loudly, playing “The Heart Wants What it Wants” by Selena Gomez. Panic welled in my throat as the Alpha paused his speech to give me a dangerous gaze. Quickly, I answered the caller, “Hi Dad,” and stepped away from the tent so that our voices could not be heard. “Pumpkin, I need a favor.” He spoke urgently. “Sure, Dad. Just name it.” I agree in anticipation. “I left the Martinez Brothers’ folder in Alpha's office. Could you grab it and take it home?” He requested “And leave it in the study.”