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Lilith explained as she bowed her head slightly to avoid everyone's stares. Carla and Stephen were even more taken aback when Lilith disclosed the truth to them. They couldn't believe what Lilith had revealed. The fact that Colt had purchased Lilith was even more disturbing to them. They don't seem to understand because they didn't expect their Alpha to be interested in bidding on a person at an auction. Stephen was taken aback when he inquired, "Did Alpha actually buy you?" Carla added, still stunned, "I can't believe this, but I don't think you're lying."

One of the most horrific act of Alpha Isaac was where he single handedly killed a total number of seven hundred pack members belonging to River Plate Pack, and hanged their Alpha at the entrance of the pack. With every conquest, Alpha Isaac became the terror to every pack that existed in the Northern region, he was their children’s night mare and his tale was said to be horrific and shouldn’t be told by anybody. Alpha Isaac grew in strength as days passed, his army also grew in numbers as other pack members joined in.

Isaac scoffed, blood running from his nostrils. “I am shocked that you think your mate is worthy of all this. She came to me asking for money and then she offered her body to me in return. Did I ask? No. I think that it's your fault though, you should learn how to satisfy your woman. I guess the Alpha genes didn't get to you.” Isaac laughed sardonically. The sound penetrated Caleb’s ears, hitting his eardrops and causing havoc inwardly.

I sighed not wanting to think about the Alpha and Luna getting their swerve on and said, “Okay thanks. I will be back in a few, Maisey.” I wandered over to where the grills were and thankfully found Alpha Isha there. “Hello Alpha, may I speak with you for a minute, please?” I asked and offered my neck in submission. Alpha Isha nodded and said, “Is this private or barbeque appropriate?” I bit the inside of my cheek and replied, “This should probably be private, if you don’t mind.” Alpha Isha looked around and motioned for someone and when they came over, he handed over the tongs and spatula and said he would be back.

He couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. He summoned his Beta. "Go find the Luna. Take the best healing salves. Tell her that if she apologizes, I'll let yesterday's incident slide." Half an hour after the Beta left, an Omega servant entered. "Alpha, someone sent a box for you." Perplexed, Lucas took the box. Inside was a single memory crystal. When he opened the box, the scene inside the crystal began to play automatically. Isabella's vicious voice rang out clearly: "Kill the bitch. Once she's dead, Lucas will make me the new Luna. When that happens, I'll give you half the territory."

"This is a transfer record. Your aunt negotiated it through an intermediary. We completed the agreement three days ago." I stared at him. "Mara sold me to Obsidian Keep?" I said. "She facilitated a return," he said "With compensation." "She sold me!" I said again. He held my gaze without flinching. "Alpha Zayden's instructions were to bring you back safely," he said. "That is what I'm doing." "Alpha Zayden knows about this?" I asked "He will by the time we arrive," he said.

I couldn’t catch a break. “Isn’t that the Alpha?” “Who’s the kid?” “Is that… his son?” I heard it all, but Isaac didn’t even so much as flinch. It was like he had tunnel vision and was locked onto the towering display of backpacks and school supplies like it was candy. “That one,” he pointed. “Wait—no, that one!” I stayed close, letting him lead. “Anything you look at for more than three seconds is yours,” He spun around, eyes wide. “Anything?”

“Raya is no longer up for purchase. The sellers have decided that…” “Ten thousand.” The room suddenly falls silent, and I whip my head around so fast that it might hurt later on. “Alpha Rex?” the elder seated at the center blinks. “Ten thousand for the girl,” he repeats, his voice as cold and hard as steel. “Any outbidder?” Everyone starts talking at the same time. Mouths fall wide open, and even the high council isn't left out. “Alpha Rex, she isn’t up for…” “I decide whether she is up for sale or not,” he cuts in, leaning back in his chair. “And I have just offered a bid. Well?”

“Why do you want me to be your wife for an entire year?” “My pack has a tradition that every Alpha must produce an heir before the age of thirty-five.” He said evenly. “And failure to do so means losing the Alpha title to the next bloodline, but I happen to be the last of mine. So if I don't produce an heir, then the title would be given to another.” He paused for a second, clearly frustrated then he continued. “I intended to use a breeder but the Elders forbade it and insisted that the future Alpha must be born of a Luna, not a sex slave to keep the Pack’s spiritual energy stable.”

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."