Sold To The Alpha Novels & Stories

“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 Thane asks. “No penetration, Alpha Thane. That’s the rule. That part belongs to me alone,” Alpha Kryptos responds, and Alpha Thane pulls his finger away from my hole. He licks my juice as he walks closer to my face. “I’m ready to pay five times the amount if you let me fuck her.” “Ten times, and it’s a deal,” Alpha Kryptos responds, and my heart runs to my chest in great fear. The old fool is honestly selling me off.

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

I dug my nails into the leather armrest, the material popping and tearing under my grip. 'You’re really in here?' I whispered into the dark corners of my mind. "And as your father," he cut in, his voice snapping the thread of my thoughts, "I won't let your mate be anything less than an Alpha." My stomach turned. This wasn't about love. It was a transaction. I felt a sick flicker of pride that he thought I was worth an Alpha, but it was drowned out by a wave of dread. "Father, I don't—" "I’ve already made the arrangements," he said, his voice rising to drown me out. "The future Alphas of the four packs will each have their chance to claim you."

I reached out instinctively, my hands moving toward the neatly dressed man who had orchestrated this nightmare, trying to plead with him, to touch him and make him see my desperation. The sharp crack of his boot against my chest cut me off and bain exploded through my ribs, but it wasn’t enough to silence my screams. So he leaned in and said. “You can choose between going to Alpha Draven and becoming his breeder, or getting sold to a harem or a brothel, where the physical abuse will be far worse.” I froze, my mind spinning. “No… Please!” I whispered, tears streaming freely because the idea of being subjected to the horrors of a brothel or the dominance of an Alpha with a cursed lineage was s

Needed to feel her breathing. The Alpha burst through the trees like a goddamn nightmare. Shirt ripped off, chest heaving, blood on his teeth. Eyes locked on where my hand was spread over her bare stomach. “Mine,” he snarled. She flinched. I stepped half in front of him. “Funny. Smells like she hasn’t decided yet.” The Alpha’s lip curled. “You think you can take what’s mine?” “Worked so far.” I jerked my chin at her. “Ask her who she’s holding onto right now.”

The Beta signaled the Omega to go to his new owner, as the Alpha had already completed the transaction, sending the payment in cash instantly. When the Omega reached the Alpha, the master violently grabbed his hand, yanked him onto his lap, and, without hesitation, began kissing him. Just then, the resounding clank of another cage door opening cut through the charged atmosphere. The crowd instantly shifted their attention forward. This time, an Alpha stood inside. Many more Alphas and Omegas were sold off. Finally, the Beta brought the last slave forward. Jora’s breath caught: it was the Omega, Angel. The moment she saw him standing terrified on the stage, she knew she would buy him at any c

she instructed and marched away. I walked toward the clothes, but as I reached them, I suddenly stopped, unable to move. Tears streamed down my cheeks again. I didn’t know anything about this new Alpha. What kind of person was he? Kind? Ruthless, just like Father? I wasn’t sure, but I thought it was better to live in this hell I was in right now than move to a new one. I finally put the clothes in a basket, braided my hair into French braids, and headed out to the river. My hands and feet were dirty from mud. I had been working in the garden before Nerrissa called me.

I bite the Alpha’s throat before he can get the word “reject” out of his mouth, because I’ve been sold, collared, and called a peace bride for the last time. His blood hits my tongue hot and wrong. Copper, winter, and something electric that tastes like the air before a storm tears the sky open. I expect him to howl, to throw me to the ground, to show the whole arena what happens to girls who draw Alpha blood. He doesn’t.

he said coldly with a hard stare. I took two steps back. "You don't own me.” I shook my head continuously, trying to clear that entitlement from his head. He needs to get it straight that he doesn't own anybody. He is just a werewolf like everyone of his pack members, the only difference is that he is the Alpha and they are his subjects. “Tell me, Emilia," he started. “I bought you the very day your father gave you off in place of a million dollars." He said darkly.