Sold To The Alpha Novels & Stories

*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.

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.

I cut him off before he could say anything else, “Please don't question me and just follow my orders.” The finance director looked horrified and neither man moved. “I gave an order!.” Aldric finally took the box. “I’ll find a buyer immediately.” Less than an hour later, he returned and transferred the money to the finance director. He checked his tablet and his eyes widened. “It’s complete Alpha.” For the first time since yesterday…I breathed and sat down behind my desk. “Transfer everything to Freya immediately” The finance director looked at my face. High Alpha, if we send this today… the pack will have almost nothing left.”

“I am Ezekiel Thornclaw, Alpha of this pack. I am your salvation and your ruin. You will not defy me.” But even as he growled, his thumb pressed softly against my skin — almost a caress, almost reverence. I held his gaze, refusing to look away. “Then why stop?” My voice trembled but carried fire. “If I am nothing more than a debt owed, then take what you want.” His nostrils flared, breath heavy. For a moment, I thought he would crush me, devour me, strip me bare until nothing remained. But instead, he jerked back, eyes blazing, fists clenched at his sides.

My heart skipped a beat as Alpha Lucas stepped out of the vehicle. He looked around cautiously, scanning the area for any signs of trouble. Alexander, playing his part perfectly, approached Alpha Lucas confidently. "Are you the one I called about the product?" Alexander asked, his voice steady despite the tension in the air. "What's the password?" Alpha Lucas asked the password was what each buyer was given so that he would know it was the right person he was selling to. "Road,"

"How did your meeting go?' Hazel said to avoid embarrassment. "Oh that, this is it..." Hazel looked at him, as he kept narrating everything that the alpha said but what got Hazel confused was the part that the alpha was about to sell some of the pack members to other packs for slavery, no alpha will disclose that to anyone, even if he was going to involved in the slave trade. "He didn't tell me that," Stefan answered he didn't want her to ask him that. "Then how did you get the information?" Hazel finally asked.

“They listen to me and my colleagues. Just a little manipulation here and there, then it is already a done deal. The twins would leave without them, and they become yours. Just add an extra fifty percent to the payment, that way it will be enough for my colleague and me to start life somewhere else.” “Fine then,” the Alpha’s voice was tight, showing that he wasn’t too pleased with the price increment. “I will add an extra fifty percent once the job is done.” She gritted her teeth hard, her chest rising and falling. She did not say anything. “You act like you care about the Rogue people, but you are only selling them off for your selfish gain. When I investigated what the Alpha intended on us

“I might have met you just a few weeks ago. But I know fifty percent of who you are. You're that easy to read and know.” I couldn't help but give him a big smile. It was the best thing I had heard in a while. “You wanted to tell me something?” he reminded me. I nodded, and asked. “Why does Alpha Bran hate me so much?” The warmth in his expression faded immediately. He stared at me without response. I pressed on. “I had a deal with him. And in return, he would let me go.” Grayson’s eyes sharpened. “What kind of deal?”

“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?”