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“I am sure you know what the situation is like out there, alpha keeps getting visits from different alphas seeking to buy you so you can have babies for them.” “If that is all you have to tell me then I am leaving.” I already knew all that, I didn’t know why she thought it would be important to me. as I took a step forward, she spoke once again. “Do you also know that alpha sold you to alpha Lucien for five million and is about to sell you to alpha Vincenzo for double the amount?”

Alpha Sid inquired as he also took a sip from his bowl while Jake made a slight laugh. "I never thought you'll agree to sell them to me," Jake taunted between laughter. "Why not? As far as you're going to pay for them," Alpha Sid said with a blank expression plastered on his face. "Alright, that's easy. How many wagons are available and how many can you sell to me," Jake asserted. "One thousand, I guess. That's what the Alpha has to sell, he has one thousand wagons to sell." "I could buy all the one thousand?" Jake asked, to Alpha Sid's amazement.

I sighed, looking up at him. "Alpha Paul, it says here that crest sold as much wool and fabrics, as the cottonwood pack, and that is why the profit was split equally. I cannot rectify this, so if you want more profit, you will have to sell more fabric next time." Alpha Paul looked shocked and a bit embarrassed. I knew he was not expecting me to have records of the sales and he came to haggle out some more money from me, but that was not going to work. I clasped my hands on my table, looking at him dead in the eyes.

But you aren't helping me think. "Notios last," Selene repeated. She shook her head, her dark curls brushing her skin. She looked baffled, but she didn't fight me. "Fine. It’s probably smart. They have two potential Alphas to deal with anyway." My hand stopped mid-motion. "Two?" Great. As if four bachelors weren't enough of a headache. Now I was looking at five. "One pack, twin brothers," she clarified. "The word is the older one is set for the Alpha seat. The younger stays as Beta."

"They said you wer‌e nothing. We‍ak. A h​uman g​irl f​orced i‌nto a​ role she couldn't hand‌le." "They​ wer⁠e wrong." He sm‌iled. Not friendly. Predatory. "Perhaps. Or pe​r‍h‌aps you're just des‌perate." H‌is yellow eyes moved to the‌ b‌rothers. To t⁠he pack defendi​ng their territory. "Tell me,⁠ Thorn‍ Alph‌a‌s.⁠ Is‌ sh​e wort​h a⁠ wa‌r?"

I answered as the door opened and a sentinel walked in with a letter in his hand. "We received a letter from the Shadow Moon Pack." He stated, looking grim, and handed it to me. I looked at the letter. It read, “We have captured your brothers. If you want to see them alive again, surrender, and submit to me as the new Alpha. Signed Alpha Kylen.” I crumpled the letter. “My brothers would never cave, and neither will I. They'll just kill my brothers and I immediately after.” Although I was tempted, I knew if I did, my brothers would never forgive me. “Is he mad!” I bellowed, “he just declared war with us.” I growled, my voice becoming more guttural. Like I want to deal with that. What did thos

Delivery by Friday. It was Davan’s handwriting. He didn't just sign me away; he traded me. He traded my life to buy a luxury car for Zola. “He sold me,” I whispered, the words tasting like ash in my mouth. “He actually sold me.” I flipped the page, my eyes blurring as I read the fine print. Recipients: The Vord Alphas. Caelum and Rysen Vord. Everyone across the northern and southern territories knew those names. They were the twin Alphas, men who ran their territory with absolute brutality. They didn't take unranked girls. They didn't do charity.

My brother took over a pack because he found out their Alpha allowed newly shifted females to be sold off as slaves. The dirty bastard was in debt due to having champagne taste on a beer budget. He sold his own people to keep up his lavish lifestyle. We shut it down and managed to rescue the last batch of females he’d sold before they could be shipped away. I won’t let something like that happen to Sarael’s niece.

After a brief pause, Hugh realised that the Alpha hadn’t got him there to talk about Annie, he pulled his senses together and mustered an answer. “Yes Alpha, we did very well out of it as I remember.” “Well I hear from my contacts that another has come up for sale and they are trying to sell it on the quiet. It seems they don’t want to deal with us again, I wonder why?” said Alpha Armstrong with a wry smile. “Look at price and if you think they are worth it, buy them for half the asking price using any method you have to.”

Alpha Boris was in his chamber, watching the dancers move their bodies rhythmically to the music when his messenger walked in. "Greetings, Your Majesty. You have a message from the Alpha of Atlanta," the messenger said with a bow. "That's enough, dismiss!" he ordered the dancers out, and they bowed and left with their musical instruments. The messenger walked toward Alpha Boris and handed a scroll to him, standing and awaiting his command. Alpha Boris smirked when he discovered that the message was from his brother, the Alpha of Atlanta. He slowly opened the scroll and read through it, but his face crumpled up in a frown after reading it. He squeezed the script tightly until it caught fire a