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The girl who left me, had almost married the same men who had just been inside me. I slid down to the floor with my back against the door and pressed the heels of my hands against my eyes. I didn’t know how long I sat there before the door handle turned. I hadn’t locked it. Elena stepped inside without knocking, exactly the way she used to when we were younger and she wanted something. She closed the door behind her and looked down at me with that same familiar, poisonous little smile. “Didn’t expect to see you here, sister,” she said lightly. “You know the Alphas are mine. They will never kick me out.”

“Alpha!” “I have questions,” I said, moving straight to him. Peter stayed behind, nearer the door to the backroom, guarding it, though I was sure he would back me up if I needed him to. “You have answers.” The merchant squirmed. “I don’t know why you would think that Alpha…” “You sell wolfsbane here,” I said. I didn’t appreciate being lied to and I allowed my annoyance to be clear in my tone. “Yes, but it’s all very above-board. I keep records, and I submit them like everyone else.”

I knew they had to be scottish because of thier accents but I did wonder how they ended up here in America. "My brother duncan tried everything to get us out of that awful pack, until one day our Alpha was doing some sort of trade deal with other packs selling woman to high bidding Alphas. Well Alpha Kai had started an operation to help get these woman out of this sex trade from all over the world. He came to our pack and found me about to be sold and well all hell broke loose from there." My brother and I were growling at this point, what sick basterds took and sold off woman.

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!

*Bitter almonds and burnt sugar. I knew this poison. I didn’t just know it; it was etched into the darkest architecture of my memories. It was the exact, highly specific synthetic neurotoxin that Alpha Eric had procured two years ago. I remembered the hushed, terrifying whispers in the corridors of my old pack house. I remembered how Eric’s former Beta had suddenly dropped dead of an apparent ‘heart failure’ less than twenty-four hours after discovering Eric was systematically embezzling pack funds for his own private accounts. It was Eric.

"It's the one that matters most if this goes wrong." "Nothing's going wrong if we plan this correctly," Daven said, though I heard the strain underneath his own certainty, three years of careful control cracking slightly at the edges. "Which is exactly why I should be the one standing beside her. I'm the Alpha. I'm the one whose name is actually on the treaty they're proposing. Symbolically, politically, it needs to be me." "Symbolically." Knox's voice had gone sharp now. "You want to talk about symbolism while she's the one they specifically requested, not you. Maybe the symbolism they actually care about isn't which brother stands next to her."

How then did he find out about it? “I never sold my own shares to you.” I retorted. Alpha Alexander sneered, “You just did!” What was I expecting from a ruthless Alpha? In a blink of an eye, I had lost everything. “Now, listen to my instructions. Since your current wife has a 10 percent share in this company, you can take that back as yours. She never worked for it in the first place. And this entire conversation stays between this place. You are not to disperse this Information to anyone else. If you do, I'm sure you know the outcome.” He smiled sinisterly.

To call the future Alpha my brother was a slap in the face to the entire pack. “I am leaving this pack tonight,” I continued. I refused to look away from him. I wanted him to see a cold, hard wall when he looked at me. “I don’t love you in that way. To be honest, I don’t even like you very much. Just let me go.”