Sold To The Alpha Novels & Stories

"Then wha‍t do I do?" "Tell the truth. O‍w​n it. M⁠ake them see you're⁠ not going anywhere‍." Her eyes softened s​lightly​. "A‌n‌d re‍member‍. You'r​e carrying⁠ three Alpha he​i⁠r‍s. That m⁠a⁠kes you more va‌luable t⁠han you realize. Use it." ⁠ Then sh‌e was gon‍e too.

It takes a long second for the words to register, my head still swimming from the agony of being rejected by my mate. I slowly lift my head, tears streaming down my cheeks. “What?” Alpha Storm gazes down at me with his arms tucked behind his back. The blazing fire behind him is both hypnotic and frightening. “I’ve sold you as a breeder to another pack in the South.” My mouth drops open. “W-What?” Sold me? My mind reels.

she said carefully, “he believed introducing fae blood through a Luna into a dominant Alpha bond would produce an heir with abilities no Alpha line has seen in centuries.” I felt cold all over suddenly. “He was breeding outcomes,” I said quietly. Hera nodded once. Raven’s voice sharpened slightly, “What abilities.” Hera exhaled slowly before answering, “The records refer to the fae element in Bailey’s bloodline as a suppressed amplifier.” I frowned, “Amplifier.” “Yes,” she replied, “combined with three Thorne Alpha bonds it would theoretically create what older texts called a Moon Blessed Alpha.” I stared at her for a long moment, then I shook my head once.

Alpha Vladimir clenches his jaw. “Forgive me, Alpha.” The auctioneer bows before facing the crowd. “Milena Blackwood is sold for… for five hundred… golden bars. Final!” When the last verdict rolls out, Alpha Vladimir rises and storms away. His father and Tato do the same without looking at me. Disappointed murmurs fill the air as the crowd splits in all directions. The auctioneer scrunches his nose. His condescending eyes settle on me. “Be grateful the Alpha is in his best mood. You would have paid more dearly for turning out his mate.” He spits, picks up the bags of gold, and storms away.

She answered on the first ring, her voice low and careful. “Miss Elena.” “Tell me,” I said without greeting. Not like she deserved one. “What happened while I was gone?” There was a short pause, the faint sound of movement as she made sure she was alone. Then she spoke. “Two women from the outer circle tried to attack Louiza near the old storage buildings. They shifted. The Alphas found them in the middle of it. Both women were banished from the pack the same day. Publicly. The Alphas made it very clear that if either of them set foot on the territory again, they wouldn’t get a second chance.”

"Two million, two!" The emcee looked around and then quickly brought down his hammer at, "Two million, three!" With quivering lips, I looked at my buyer. "This virgin belongs to Alpha Bran Cornick. Please pay the money before touching her." Alpha Bran nodded once and a man rushed forward. I watched him getting up with the blond throwing daggers at me and exiting the casino.

His expression remained as cold and unmoving as carved stone, while the elders standing beside him lowered their eyes, unwilling to interfere with the Alpha King's decision. "The agreement has already been signed," Alpha Victor said "Our pack was drowning in debt. Alpha Lord Ryder has paid every coin in exchange for you. By tomorrow night, you will become his wife." Hazel's heart stopped. "You... sold me to repay your debts?" Alpha Lord Ryder. The ruthless ruler of the Nightshade Pack. A man whose hands were stained with the blood of countless enemies. A monster powerful enough to make even veteran Alphas bow their heads. Rumors claimed he had never loved anyone and that mercy didn't exist i

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.

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 took one from his hand before I knew what I was doing. The first showed Kane and me in his study. The second had been drawn beside the stables. The third was from the terrace after the council banquet that same evening. None of them hid what they were selling. My body was rendered with enough detail to make the crowd laugh behind their hands, and beneath the highest-priced page someone had written, in thick black ink: Released through Blackthorn channels. Not forbidden by the Alpha. The merchant tried to snatch them back. “Careful with that,They started as a private Blackthorn set. No one expected half the market to be selling copies by week’s end.”