Sold To The Alpha With Silver Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

"That mutt is no Alpha! He is at best a Beta, posing as an Alpha. He is undeserving of any other title and he will pay with his life for his actions." My voice is gravelly and strained due to my injury, and also because Lysandra is pushing through to speak with me. "Alpha Red, your eyes, they are Silver, is this your normal colour?" "No Bryce, these are my wolfs eyes. Now, hold any other questions until after I kill that mutt."

At this distance I should still be able to smell them even with a cross wind. A man with black curly hair, greenish-grey eyes, and ochre skin steps forward. “Welcome Alpha Aleksandr and members of the Silver Eclipse Pack. I’m Alpha Silas Baine and we are here to negotiate for our territory.” Alpha? Since when do rogues have an alpha? I mask my surprise and wait for him to get on with whatever it is he needs to say. “Now, I believe I have something you want, but first, we negotiate.” His eyes glazed over as he mindlinks someone.

They were all terrified and dropped their weapons on the ground, except one. “A-Alpha! Her eyes turned golden for a second!” the one on his right screamed, trying to pull away his spear. I knew my eyes were amber, but they were darker than the golden color—my father and I have similar eyes, so I was baffled. I looked at their Alpha intently, trying to figure out what he was thinking, but he just looked stunned. Then he suddenly dropped his weapon, trembling as he bowed down to the ground, and the others followed.

He screamed in anguish and all of them looked at the source of the noise, horrified, waiting to see what was happening. Quickly, alpha Silver dug his hands into the cage as he saw a wrapped ball under my custody. "Now, give it to me!" He ordered, still not letting go. Slowly, I grabbed the ball, sliding it from the man's grip and threw it to Sam. Finally, he managed to grab the cotton, snapped the cloth lid open, releasing it by ripping the ball out and tossing it to the soldier. The soldier took the ball with fear, giving me an evil look which automatically silenced his fears. Meanwhile, the shinning bright light of the ball suddenly went dim at the touch of alpha Silver while it was in it'

“Can we not compare eyeballs to shoes?” But honestly, I wasn’t joking. “Sorry, but I need to understand!” I snapped. “How can someone lose both eyes and then magically… pull out another one from where? A drawer?” The spy’s voice was calm but serious. “The Alpha kept a preserved eye. It was made with old magic. Dangerous magic. It was waiting for a chance to be used. Once a seer had told him that he would lose his sight. And even if the Alpha didn’t believe it, he still kept an eye that could only be activated by blood. And when your blood touched the dagger, he used that small piece to touch himself and… that eye woke.”

Ozaiah states. The Alpha King turns to face me, and I grow smaller. He raises his hand his braids catch my attention—the weave of his hair symbolizes the victories he has won. “I, Khal Drogo, Alpha and King of Basgiath.…” He begins but narrows as he looks toward Gareth. “What is her name?” he growls, and my brother blurts it out. “I, Khal Drogo, Alpha of the barbarians and King of Basgiath, the unburnt, take Akemi Ravenscar as my human mate.” He dips his hand into a bowl filled with red liquid and marks my forehead.

“A permanent solution to ensure you remember I offered you something precious—my own daughter—for your acceptance of a truce.” Disbelief, shame, and fury warred within Alara. Her throat went dry. She wrenched her arms in the guards’ grip, but they held her fast. "He is selling me?" Her chest constricted, a swirl of shock and horror crashing through her. "His own flesh and blood…" A stirring in the crowd around them, gasps, mutterings. Even some of her father’s men looked uneasy. Alpha Ezra’s face remained stoic, but a muscle in his jaw twitched. His gaze shifted to Alara, then back to Marcus.

My sweet innocent boy has disappeared from my life. Dominic entered the room space. He remained silent while showing no signs of fear. He started to breathe deeply while closing his eyes. His chest became wider as he breathed in the surrounding environment. His eye color changed from silver to a golden hue when he opened his eyes. He was showing the deadly eyes of an Alpha wolf who prepares to take his life at any moment.

“Something older. Stronger. I heard she made the two intruders scream before the guards even got there.” “And the boy…” another murmured, just above a hush. “Lira said his eyes are silver. Just like the Alpha’s.” A beat of silence. “You don’t think…?” That was enough. I stepped forward, the sound of my boots against the stone floor echoing like thunder. Final. Loud enough to startle them into breathless stillness. They turned as one, faces blanching, eyes wide. “You don’t think what?” I asked, my voice calm but edged with ice.

SELENA I turned my head away from the Alpha. His gaze was too intense, and in his eyes was an obvious confusion, as if he was trying hard to recognize me. However, no matter how hard I thought about it, I had no idea where I had seen him. No, he didn't look familiar at all... except for his silver eyes that resembled mine and silver. But that made no sense. Silver eyes were uncommon, and only a few with the blood of our family could have them...