Sold To The Alpha With Silver Eyes Novels & Stories

I need rest, lots of it. Austin nodded the whole time. I headed back to my bed and sank into it. “I bet that isn't the only reason you were here." “And it isn't, Alpha." He smiled and stepped closer. He brought forward his left arm, which has been at the back of his palm this whole time. "Here, Alpha, no one in the pack owns this." He said, revealing the small glass case that contained the necklace. The blank expression on my face was replaced with a frown.

The Alpha. It was late at night by the time I returned to my pack. Killing the alpha of the Silver Crest pack didn’t give me all the satisfaction I thought it would. He couldn’t even put up a fight. His frail, aged wolf was not even capable of landing a blow. I walked to the back house, my body painted with blood from head to toe. Not wanting to draw attention to myself, I used the back door from the kitchen. On nearing the kitchen, her jasmine scent filled the air.

That’s when the other three move. Kain Draevor clears the bidding rail without touching it. Biotech-wolf. Alpha of Iron Fang. His pack owns every city, every lab, every patent on the serums they pumped into my veins as a kid. He grabs my jaw, forces my face up, and studies me like I’m a formula he got wrong. “Do you know what you are?” His thumb digs into my cheek, and he smells like money, antiseptic, and control.

The reluctance was clear in the way he shifted on his feet, the heavy sigh he let out before speaking. “There’s something I need to tell you,” he said quietly, his voice heavy. “Last night… I finalized a contract. A political mating alliance with the twin Alphas of the strongest neighboring territory. To secure food, medicine, and protection for our pack.” The floor felt like it dropped out from under me. “You… sold me?” My voice came out small at first, then louder as anger rose. “You sold me off without even telling me?” My step-mother looked devastated. My father flinched but didn’t deny it.

I grab Trix’s arm, my fingers digging into his sleeve as we watch in stunned silence. The Bamboo Alpha’s eyes snap open. I gasp, scrambling back instinctively, as my heart begins to race. His eyes are glowing, a piercing silver light that seems to cut through the darkness around us. His chest heaves again, this time more pronounced, as if he’s taking his first breath in centuries. “Trix…” I whisper, my voice trembling. “I see it,” he mutters, his tone laced with awe and unease. The Alpha’s gaze shifts slowly, locking onto me. It’s like being pinned under a spotlight, every nerve in my body screaming to look away, but I can’t. His expression is unreadable, his glowing eyes cold and calculati

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'

His voice echoed, layered with a resonance that shook the foundation of the house. "The anomaly is mine." The Alpha lunged. He moved like a blur of dark muscle and hate, claws extended, aimed directly at the pulse point in Joshua’s neck. He never reached his target. A hand materialized in the air in front of Joshua’s stomach. It was small, delicate, and cast in liquid silver. It moved with impossible grace, catching the Alpha’s wrist. The silver fingers squeezed. The Alpha’s arm didn't just break; it dissolved, turning into glowing, drifting particles of light.

“That's the Alphas' room. One of them pointed at a golden door that looked so classic. The door to the room screamed wealth and power. I approached the door my heart hammering. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead and arm. My arms were sweaty and I was shaking. I took in a deep breath and let it out. I summoned all the courage in me and pressed the door bell. I stood there for a few seconds before the door was opened. I froze, my breath catching. Then I felt it, a pull, a connection, like a spark lighting up inside me. My eyes lifted, almost against my own will, and locked onto the two dashing Alphas in front of me. The bond snapped tugging at my chest wild and irresistible, my wolf fightin

She needs to save herself instead of getting killed. She was bracing for their attack, and her mind has already prepared the spell she was going to recite, but when she heard a growl, she stopped her words as soon as the men in front of her started screaming in pain. Erina quickly used her hands to pull the sack out of her head to see what was going on. Her eyes widened when the enormous body of the rumored alpha werewolf flashed in front of her eyes while he bit the arm of the other man and tossed its body against the tree.

"This is the Alpha’s blood. The real blood. If she drinks this, she becomes the Queen. Not the Board’s Queen, but the true Alpha. She can turn the silver statues into her army." Suddenly, the ground began to shake. The silver statues in the trees stopped humming. They turned their heads toward the sky. I looked up and saw three massive, gold-plated ships descending through the clouds. They weren't board ships. They were shaped like giant, mechanical wolves. "The Alpha Pack," Logan growled, struggling to his feet. "They’re here for the girl!" "Hazel, take the vial!" Thomas yelled. He threw the glass tube toward me. I caught it mid-air, the red smoke feeling like a living thing inside the glas