Sold To The Alpha With Silver Eyes Novels & Stories

She paused when another arrow came flying towards them, but he caught it so effortlessly, like he wasn't trying, which he wasn't actually. Alpha Ronan bent down and carried the wolf around his neck like a human would carry his puppy dog. Evie felt like using her sharp fangs and destroying the big head of his, but stopped herself. He ran as fast as possible, very fast like lightning and before they could know it, he was in front of them.. his dark eyes glowing with the need to kill. "Did you hit on us?" "No, I was just sent here to collect herbs by my mother." The man answered. The Alpha smiled, the smile not reaching his eyes. He took a step forward. "Why don't I show you where to get more h

"Are you sure his eyes turned gold?" "Yes I'm sure, I saw it twice, what's wrong?" "Didn't you know that Alpha's eyes will turn red when he's having a rut and it will wake up his Omega heat. But if his eyes are gold that means he's not a normal Alpha" "What do you mean?" "The Golden Alpha, have you ever heard of it? That is the designation of a pack that has the highest level among the other Alphas. Their eyes will turn gold when dealing with their mate, they are the strongest and more sensitive to the scent of their Omega"

he warned before letting go of her. His eyes diluted pure black just like that of Michael. He looked extremely annoyed to the core. How is it possible for one’s iris to be this black? “Y-yes, Alpha” she cleared her throat. “Thank you all for gathering today; we all appreciate your kind heart of coming to this auction today where we trade ladies for money. Here comes a lady with good features, she is kind of-” I watched her as she went on. My heart sank in fear. “Prices can go on” she said coming to a halt.

The rogue’s eyes widened, fear and panic clearly written on his face as he tried to free himself from the alpha’s clutch. “You’re...you’re him!” he shouted, his eyes bulging out. Dorian let a smirk grace his lips. “Damn right I am.” He lets his canines show before snapping the rogue’s neck, the latter’s scream forever trapped in his throat. He takes his hand off, the rogue’s body slumping on the ground. He dials Kyle’s number. “Clean up needed. Send someone to dispose off the body.” “Yes, Alpha,” came the beta’s grim acknowledgement. He casually walked away, being used to years of merciless treatment and cruelty, death did not faze him and neither did blood.

he grumbled, straightened up, and trudged towards the door. “Wait,” I called out and he stopped walking but didn’t turn around. “Why did you bring me here?” he huffed and continued walking, ignoring my question. I realized that I don't even know his name “What is your name, at least,” I asked. He twisted the knob and flung the door open. “Alpha Dominic of the Silver Line Pack.” The door slammed shut. Immediately he left, an eerie stillness replaced his presence in the room. I glanced around the room and folded myself together, crouching into the bed.

The Alpha let go of holding the Luna and slid his hand into his pocket, taking out the pack dagger that was only used during pack ceremonies. He sliced his palm as he began speaking, "I, Alpha Riley Adams of the Silver Moon Pack, accept you, Zahra..." His voice broke, but he was fighting his tears from falling while the Luna was trying her best to stifle her sobs beside him. "... and Leandro Grayson as members and part of the Silver Moon Pack. I vowed to protect your memories and the people you love to the best of my ability. I swear this oath to the Goddess and to the wolves present today..." He let his blood drop on the graves of Zahra and Leandro, and when he was satisfied, the Luna assis

He raised his hand to slap me across the face, but a hand held his. "Sir, you aren't allowed to touch her. The alpha king would love to see his breeder looking clean and neat." It was the beta from earlier. I hadn't even noticed him. I swallowed hard in my throat as I wiped at the tears that were still streaming down my face. I couldn't believe what was happening. It all felt like a dream. How could he sell me to the alpha king who everyone feared for being the cruelest alpha alive? Mr Alex was surely aware of everything people said about the alpha. About how he killed women after he had used them. Was he really trying to get me killed?

“I apologize, your Majesty, he sustained injuries from the silver bullets that the Chief used to shoot him.” “Silver bullets!?” The hairs on the back of my neck stand because even I am not immune to silver. Only my brother has that gift. As the Alpha King like my great ancestors, he was blessed with a gift of immunity to silver bullets or blades. One thing that all the wolves feared. “But how did the Chief acquire such bullets? Does he know about our existence already?” Aldin shook his head. “He probably has an idea now after the incident your Majesty. And the gun I saw was ancient, probably an heirloom from his family. But aside from this, we have one bigger problem.”

the auctioneer declared, his voice booming. It was Peter. As soon as the Black Alpha made his move, the room fell into a dead silence. No one dared to raise a paddle against the Draven patriarch. 1.5 million was far beyond my reach; my heart sank into my boots. I didn't stand a chance. "1.5 million, third and final call. Sold!" the auctioneer shouted. "Congratulations, Alpha Draven. The silver is yours." I picked up the glass of water beside me, taking a small sip, a bitter irritation simmering in my gut. Peter had promised me he would grant me anything. Am I really about to beg the Black Alpha for a bracelet? I thought, frowning at my reflection in the glass.

His ruined eye socket was black and empty, but the other eye glowed red. Not gold. Red. His neck bent at an impossible angle as his head turned toward me. When he smiled, blood slid between his teeth. “Human Luna,” he rasped. The fireline went out. Every flame. Every torch. Every coal. Darkness dropped over the camp like a hand closing. And in the black, the dead soldier whispered, “The Alpha wants his key back.”