Romans & histoires Sold To Alpha Isaac

"Where did this junk come from?" Trista leaned her elbow on the back of the sofa, propping her head up with her hand. Her expression was so weary she didn't even bother to make her dismissal sound convincing. "Alpha Isaiah won them at a claw machine." Alpha Isaiah. Cassian tilted his head back and took a slow, deep breath, fighting to shove the rising tide of bile back down his throat. At least she was honest about it. His hands balled into white-knuckled fists at his sides, his palms cold.

'We’ll take what you have ready and scout other territories for the rest. Mike raised a brow. 'Is that the Alpha’s command?' The procurement manager leaned over to Job and whispered, 'Job, please. The Alpha was very clear. He only wants the Parker Storm-series.' Job took a long pull from his water glass. 'If you insist on the full five thousand,' Mike continued, 'we’ll have to pull stock from our overseas depots. But that changes the cost. The nineteen thousand price point is for local trade only. We’ll need to hike the rate.'

, He responded. "Get rid of me?" "The Alpha has borrowed a lot of money from the market. So, we are considering selling you to make some cash this time." "WHAT?", I asked in horror. "Don't act like we didn't do the same with you before. It's just this time your buyer will be different. He will be the one who would willingly pay the extra amount of money for you.", He said, trying to touch my face, which I quickly turned away, not wanting him to touch me.

“Isaac, can you get her a drink and some food? Please love.” My ears prick right up. “Wait Isaac. Your name is Isaac?” My mind is going frantic. I go to stand up to get to him. But I fell flat on the floor. “The note. The note she left.” It takes me a second to remember the wording correctly. I looked at him and spoke loudly. “Alpha Isaac knows it Rayne’s in the garden of Eden. He should know he once had a treaty with this season.” He looks at his mate, then at me again. “I need to make a call.” he says before he walks off.

she began, but Elijah raised a hand and she fell silent. “Tell me, Isaac,” he said softly, almost gently. “After all these years of pretending to be the noble Alpha… are you ready to pay the price for what you did?” Isaac’s jaw tightened. “Name it.” Elijah smiled faintly, tapping his finger against the armrest. “What makes you think I’ll ever accept to help you?” Isaac exhaled, steadying himself. “As long as she’s not mated to my sons, I will make sure you get her. I’m willing to offer anything else—anything—as long as it’s not my pack or my position.”

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 ask, as I reach for the file on his desk opening the vanilla folder to reveal a union contract inside. “As you already know, I was unfortunate to have a son of my own, but I have kept from the world that I did indeed father a child, a girl to be exact. I have kept her hidden behind these walls of mine, her whole life in fear that someone might have used her in hopes of gaining my seat as the Alpha of this pack. But my days are numbered, and I fear leaving her here in this world alone, with no one to look after her. I know what you did for Alpha Domonic and his true Luna, and I am asking you once again to do it for me, and my daughter. But in return, I offer you my territory and my warriors

Alpha Logan was taken aback by his question. "Why will you ask me such a question when you know the answer already? How can I sell Alexa to Alpha Carl when I know the kind of person he is? I am not that cheap to sell slaves; I have never sold a slave to Alpha Carl. I am always giving him the one he wants," Alpha Logan explained, and Simon sighed. Kara cleared her throat and spoke up,

He nods and pulls a wrapped parcel out of the pocket of his jumpsuit and he hands it to me. I take it and open it up and it contains a new phone and a box. Maybe they figured the wristwatch wasn't efficient enough. I open the box and there's a black powder that looks like ashes inside it. I look at Isaac questioningly when I am done going through the content of the parcel. “What's the powder for?” I ask him “You should take it tonight. We use it to dream walk… That is, we take it to meet the Alpha face to face. It's like you're dreaming but you're also there physically and you can converse and feel each other” he explains to me and I nod in understanding.

Isaac’s face softened, his voice trailed off. “It’s alright, Isaac.” I dismissed casually, both hands finding their way to my back. I spun and stared at the growing dark sky. “You may go.” “Yes, Alpha.” Isaac’s footsteps thumped against the floor. I tracked him as he opened the door. He lingered. “Alpha, I’m only a young wolf whom you picked up from the streets. I’m not the smartest either—you are the only family I’ve had and ever known.” I drew a sharp intake of breath, lifting my chin.