Sold To The Alpha With Silver Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

He took a long puff, blowing it towards me and I coughed a little, trying to stifle it. “Wh… Al…” James seemed furious. “That’s great, Alpha. What do you want in exchange for her?” She asked and a small smile curved on his face. “What can you offer?” It seemed like he was enjoying the bargain and I just watched quietly, both parties spoke like I was a commodity. “I can offer a thousand gold coins, Alpha.” He replied, his face beaming with pride and I gasped. The Alpha went silent for a while, there was a twinkle in his eyes and we all waited with anticipation for his response.

I whined, high in my throat, legs shaking. “Please….” I didn’t even know what I was begging for. My life or for him to stop. He pulled off my neck with a wet sound, blood on his lips, eyes pure glowing gold. “I suspected this for a while. You think I want you dead? Now explain! Why the fuck am I seeing a boy when the Alpha was supposed to give me his daughter!?”

Colt expressed his gratitude. And Minerva's home land's Alpha is Moss. He is a werewolf that is 350 years old. His hair was white, and his eyes were also red. He is attractive and friendly, but he is also dangerous. He and Colt were previously enemies, but because they shared the trait of being Alphas, they formed a powerful partnership. That was also the moment when Minerva was appointed as one of Colt's scouts. "It's been a long time, Colt," Moss said.

Ember, the head chef, barked orders at her, while the others mocked her when she stumbled. The girl just continued working in silence. A guard noticed me watching. “Why are you staring?” he asked suspiciously. “Who is she?” I asked calmly. He scoffed. “Her? That’s Serafine. She was bought by the Alpha himself. Cursed thing. Ever since she arrived, she has been causing trouble.” “Why did the Alpha buy her when he hates humans?” “I don't know. Everyone is asking too. No one here knows why he bought her.”

Lucas' POV I stared at him, surprised. "Who bloody cares about their timeline?" I snapped. "I'm the Alpha of the damn pack." "As the Alpha, you shouldn't forget that the auction school belongs to Alpha Kael of the Black water pack," He said with a shrug. "Its literally his biggest investment here and if you think he will let you mess with it, you're joking."

Seele stones ringed the ceremonial clearing, their glow soft and steady, humming with approval as if the land itself had decided to bear witness. I stood at the heart of it all, my hands trembling only slightly as I held Archer's. His eyes were on me and mine on him. He was dressed in silver and black, the mark of his lineage woven into his cloak, but stripped of the West's regalia. No crown or chains. Just the Silver Alpha standing before his mate.

He had heard Pedro telling Cole how much he had deceived the beta but that still doesn't mean Pedro liked him or wouldn't hesitate killing him if he saw him. That blue eyed man was a terror. There wasn't anyway he'd enter into that house that no one wouldn't notice him, even the rogues had started to sniff around, they could perceive him. Taking several steps back and staring straight at the window, the Alpha stood and then in the next minute, he had shape-shifted and a very huge Silver wolf was standing in place of the hazel eyed man. The huge, silver wolf was really an eyecatcher, not because of its hugeness which was a normal size for an Alpha wolf but the ethereal and different color of

He's my master, after all. Hastily, I nod my head. "Speak!" "Yes, sir. I'm so..." "I do not need your apology. Just be that perfect doll I've bred you as." He turns his head to the side, looking outside the tinted window. My heart keeps spiking up until we arrive at our destination, supposedly. I have thought of many evil thoughts in my head that this old drunkard could do to me, and they all scare me. I alight after him, and in front of me is the royal mansion of the Alpha King. No, wait, what are we doing here?

"Omega. Sold to Silver Claw Pack in settlement of a debt owed by Viktor Hale of the outer territory." It was not a question. It was a recitation of facts, delivered without inflection, without cruelty, and somehow that was worse than cruelty would have been. At least cruelty would have acknowledged that what was being described was a person and not a transaction. "Yes," she said. Her voice came out clear. Small victory. His gaze moved over her once more, that slow deliberate inventory, and then he straightened in the throne and the quality of attention in the room shifted immediately, everyone around her going slightly more rigid, slightly more alert, responding to whatever subtle signal the

Repeatedly, hours passed, and the Alpha King didn't show up. My eyes had become dizzy, but I knew I couldn't sleep. I looked at Selene, her head still bowed. “You can go to sleep if you want, you know,” I said. “Oh no, ma'am, I can't let you be alone tonight.” “He could come anytime soon. I'll wait alone,” I said. “Lyra...” her tone was low. “The Alpha King, Silas, is not as you would perceive other men.” I squinted to see her through the red veil. “What do you mean?”