Sold To The Alphas I Hate Novels & Stories

“It’s one of the three girls we bought from Mr. Johnson and his wife.” The second man scoffed, looking me over with cold eyes. “Oh, she’s a loud one. We haven’t had that in months. Well, why don’t we add her to the list of girls we’ll be selling to Alpha Mason for his banquet. Once she’s there, I doubt she’ll be able to afford making so much noise again.” ‘Alpha Mason?’ The name echoed in my head as my mind spiraled. Alpha Mason, the Alpha of Bloodhound Pack who kept sex slaves and barely let them live a year because he killed them whenever he needed to vent his rage.

He was a very cocky man. "And why would I do that?" I asked. "My Alpha believes that since we informed you of the movement of the rogues in your territory, you owe it to us to hand them over to us." One of the pompous representatives said. "That's a load of wolf shit!" Another said. "They killed almost a dozen of my wolves. I should get them." "They killed ten of my wolves! I deserve to take their head. And I have the manpower to fish out every last one of them and bring them to their demise." One of the Alphas growled banging his hand on the table, my table. I cocked my head at him.

“Better than you’re used to, I gather.” She hesitated, uncertain how much to reveal. In the hush that followed, she noted the flicker of genuine concern in the Beta’s eyes. Was he different from the rest? He continued in a subdued voice, “Look, I don’t know what your life was like back there, but it’s no secret you were—” He paused, weighing his words. “—not treated well. You have to understand that things here… well, they may not be easy, but the Alpha is fair in his own way.”

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

"I used the Alpha command on you. I... I forced your wolf. I swore to myself I would never do that to you, Rose. I swore I would never be another monster who forced your hand. I’m sorry. God, I’m so sorry." I stared at him, my breath catching in my throat. In the werewolf world, an Alpha command was the ultimate violation of autonomy. It was a mental leash, a physical compulsion that forced your body to obey against your will. When Eric used it on me in the North, it had felt like dirty, suffocating chains. I had spent years nursing a deep, burning hatred for the very concept of Alphas because of it. If any other man had forced my wolf to obey tonight, I would have wanted to claw his throat

“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 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.