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he asked, frustration evident in his voice as he struggled to understand her silence. His inability to decipher her thoughts left him feeling frustrated. "Who are you?" she inquired, and he responded with a smile, "Alpha Altair from the Crimson Pack; you may have heard of me." She confirmed that she had. "I hate alphas," she declared, causing his eyes to widen in surprise. "Could you repeat that?" he asked, and she reiterated, "I hate alphas and werewolves combined. I do not want this bond."

Clearing his throat again, he pulled me out of my thoughts. “My final act as Alpha is as follows. All omegas shall be sold off as slaves to other alphas as requested by the Lycan King himself.” My mouth falls open. How could he just sell off half of his pack? Someone grabbed my neck, causing me to scream in pain.

“Alpha Devon., if you want her, you can have her. The judge said. My heart pounded against my chest, my hands were trembling as tears streamed down my face as I expected the worst. “Scarlet White, you have been sold as a slave to Alpha Devon of the Bloodmoon pack!

Alpha being hurt, even if it had happened long ago. Adam, sensitive to Noah's concern, knelt down to be at eye level with the young boy. He placed a reassuring hand on Noah's shoulder, offering both words of comfort and a warm smile. "It's alright now, Noah," he reassured, his voice gentle and soothing. "I'm fine." Noah's pout turned into a relieved smile, reassured by Adam's words and presence. He knew he could always count on Mr. Alpha to protect him and make everything okay.

Lilith explained as she bowed her head slightly to avoid everyone's stares. Carla and Stephen were even more taken aback when Lilith disclosed the truth to them. They couldn't believe what Lilith had revealed. The fact that Colt had purchased Lilith was even more disturbing to them. They don't seem to understand because they didn't expect their Alpha to be interested in bidding on a person at an auction. Stephen was taken aback when he inquired, "Did Alpha actually buy you?" Carla added, still stunned, "I can't believe this, but I don't think you're lying."

Like it never happened, Like it was all a bad dream, everything returned to normal in a blink of an eye and when I opened my eyes, I saw a lean muscular and tall person standing right in my bed! "You..." I quickly shut my mouth, I needed no one to tell who he was as I already knew he was Alpha Asher... The most powerful Alpha, insurmountable and indomitable! Ungodly drop-dead gorgeous king whose got the purest beauty among all Alphas. A psychopath Alpha rumored to kill his mate every two years, and change Mates like paper. "I've been introduced to you, right?" Alpha Asher asked me, his voice angelic yet cold.

His Alpha was one of those people who could keep their cool in any situation, but these days have been different. Adepe raised his dark golden eyes and glanced at him. He took a deep breath and released his balled fist. His eyes returned to their normal color and a wicked grin spread across his lips. "I believe he's ready." He stared at Alex and interlocked his fingers. "Huh?" Alex blinked his eyes in confusion and couldn't resist asking. "What do you mean?" He gazed intently at his Alpha with his eyes full of anticipation. However, Adepe 's face darkened when he saw the confusion written all over his face and he abruptly slapped him on the head. "If you can't figure it out, don't ask." He s

Did he plan to fight him and stripped him off the title as the Alpha of the West? I hurriedly walk out of the door, Dylan and Albert are not around anymore. They will leave my chambers when I say that I am retiring for the night. Running through the hallways, I must ask Beta Osuof for the truth! I couldn't let Alpha Joe get hurt, just because he likes me does not mean he has to make a lot of sacrifices! How could the Alpha King do this to him? "Oh no! no! This could not happen!" I shook my head, if I had to go to the West and help him I would.

Their deep, booming voices blended into a wall of noise that instantly made my head ache. I walked along the edge of the hall, near the walls. That was always the most comfortable path for me. I didn’t want to catch anyone’s attention. As I made my way forward, weaving past the tables, my ears caught fragments of conversation. “The Alphas really hit the jackpot. Their new human sacrifice looks tastier than the last one.” “You’re right. Alpha Ragnar, Alpha Villion, and Alpha Bruno are going to feast well on that woman…” I kept my head down and continued walking.

If the death of a pack member did hurt a servant, what about the Alpha, who is their leader? “Crying?" I said, my voice low. Ivy smiled dryly, then wiped her tears. She indeed cleared my doubts. Werewolves aren't as terrible as I thought. Because right here was someone sobbing over the death of a pack member. “That's bad, Ivy." I paused and stared at the floor for a while. “But why is your Alpha reluctant?" I returned my eyes to her. Ivy breathed terribly. Then stepped closer. "They betrayed him," she said quietly.