Sold To The Alphas I Hate Novels & Stories

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

“Everyone is supposed to be locked up. The wing is locked down.” I let out a sharp, bitter laugh, rubbing my bruised neck as I bit right back. “I know! Because you are a complete madman at this hour! Your own men threw me out here as a piece of meat to save themselves!” I stepped toward him, my anger entirely overriding my fear as I gestured fiercely at the locked iron gates behind me. “What kind of tribute gets treated like this, Alpha? I played your ridiculous games, I sat through your miserable dinner, and the moment you throw a tantrum, your commanders choose me as the sacrificial lamb!”

“Never forget that the only reason I never did anything was because Darling was dating your loser of a friend. She’s not anymore. You’re up for free picking. I can sell you. Do you know what an alpha female goes for on the black market? It's quite a lot. I got a guy.” She's not lying... about the black market thing. I don't know if she has a guy; I hope she doesn't. But they sell alphas on the black market for a hefty price. It is very much illegal, and results in the death penalty in most countries. Which is death by skinning. I will not elaborate further. The girl’s jaw tightens, and she moves her eyes from me then back to Jade. She raises both her hands like she realized there was no winn

"You should be. I didn't get where I am by being kind. I didn't build this territory by showing mercy. You understand what that means?" "Yes, Alpha." "Do you?" He took a step forward. "It means I'm not your savior. I'm not going to protect you because we share a bond. I didn't ask for this. I didn't want it. And I'm sure as hell that I didn't pay sixty thousand for a mate." Each word hit like a punch. "I bought you because your Alpha disrespected me. Because pack wolves need to remember that rogues don't follow their rules. You're a message, Vada. That's all."

A strong scent that can drive anyone, even the Betas, crazy. With Heat, some Omega knows how to make the Alphas and Betas revolve in their control, to have them on their palms. A powerful, dangerous move. With Heat, it is what made the Omegas the lowest of kinds to exist. You are subjected to mating and you are looked down upon as sex objects. With this Heat... I met the Alpha who I vowed to never ever see again. I hate this world. I hate myself for being an Omega. I hate nature. I hate myself. I hate this Alpha who's looking at me like he owns me. I do not belong to anyone.

he said slowly, "there is no coming back from that. Whoever buys a pack Alpha's son is buying a war. You know what the underground market does with pups of Alpha blood." Milan sat back down and looked at his papers. "Then she had better answer her damn phone!" he snapped angrily.

he said quickly. Marcus also was planning to give all his savings into this. So, he picked his phone and called one of the three packs Alpha that wanted to sell to them at four times the price. "This is Alpha Marcus, " he said to him. "Alpha Marcus, if it's about the Letrion pills, sorry we are not selling" he said and ended the call.

he muttered. He hates alphas. I almost forgot it. I rubbed the back of my head, “I know that you hate alphas, but I’m not who you think I am, okay? Yes, I do look scary and shit, but I never lied a finger on a beta or omega.” I said, hoping he would believe me.

“Alpha is sick.” *

She’s trying to suppress it, but I’ve lived with Alyssa since my parents died, and I can tell. "Aly, what’s going..." "We have orders from Alpha Roland to escort Selene to the Pack house," one of the soldiers speaks. I look at them, not sure which one spoke. They’re all wearing the ridiculous masks the Delta Elite wear. "Or use force if need be," Devlin adds. The undecipherable whispers flood my brain. I feel where the link between my wolf and I will be spark, then dim. Like my wolf is trying to reach out. My instinct tells me to run. I look at my friends, the fight in them revealing that the end has come.