Stark Varg Alpha Price Novels & Stories

Gaelan was just too old to be able to win against someone still in his prime. "So you are saying that you won't accept my daughter in public but in private you will covet her? That is low, Arik. But I still ask that you at least give me a price for her release." "You come into my home and demand such things of me? Why Gaelan, it seems you have forgotten I am the Alpha in this room, not you. Because of your outburst and disrespect, along with Kamari being an integral part of my household when it concerns cleaning and other chores, I will set the price at 500 thousand dollars. I only think it is fair," Arik said and smirked. His eyes glanced toward where I was.

Who looked shocked at her words. “That’s impossible we make sure that nothing can be found out about my pack on the internet or any government data base.” Alpha Makahi said, going to stand in front of Lucky. “Again that would be me, along with been able to see things on any computer I am kinda able to find things that no one else can. Like I know that you’re the Alpha and this is a werewolf pack, and Crystal Moon werewolf reserves was a cover for what we now know for certain, because you all are actually wolves. I must admit it’s a great cover by the way. You also have a net worth of one-point six billion dollars give or take a few million.” Charms said with a shrug like it was no big deal.

“Anything you want.” “Respect yourself,” Kain said. Alpha Garrick appeared, his wife draped on his arm. “There you are,” Garrick said pleasantly. “Everything to your liking?” “I want to buy,” Alpha Jax said, pointing at me. Garrick’s smile shifted. “Interesting choice.” Selena scoffed. “General Knox was going to buy her. Two hundred coins. Wolfless omega. That’s her value.” “I’ll pay three thousand.” Alpha Garrick gasped.

An alpha. "W-who are you?" I grabbed the metal that slipped my hand earlier. I don't know, but there's this menacing aura around him that is stopping me from looking elsewhere. This isn't good. I would be dead if he attacked me, I lost a lot of strength earlier. The gamma's still lying on the floor. Is he dead? "I asked you, who are you?" But again, he didn't answer me. He just stood there, staring intensely at me. I slowly pulled myself up, our eyes never left each other.

he says, managing to pull his eyes off of my wrinkles long enough to get back to the subject at hand. “I see,” I say, not exactly sure what he’s getting at. It pops into my mind that Aria’s father used to be the Alpha of one of those southern packs, Vargas, until he was run off from his home, which was pillaged and burned. My father claims to have had nothing to do with that, but I’m not sure. Maybe today I’ll find out more clues as to whether or not that’s accurate.

The thorns had left deep punctures in his palm, and his blood gleamed dark against the crimson petals. "There will be a price," I said, my voice carrying the weight of prophecy and inevitability. "There is always a price for taking what doesn't belong to you." "What... what kind of price?" Charles stammered. I smiled then, and watched him flinch at whatever he saw in my expression. The wolf was very close to the surface now, my human mask wearing thin in the face of ancient magic and approaching destiny. "Payment," I said, the word coming out as much growl as speech. "You will give me what I require, when I require it. And you will be grateful for the opportunity."

Turning to me, he sneered, I suddenly remembered what he said about the pack finally being rid of me. “How much?” Alpha Darren asked. “She's not worth anything, but I will give you a price since I've endured her so far.” “10,000 and that's it.” He stated. “Isn't that much for a slave that has no worth?” Alpha Darren raised his eyebrows. “You'll want to keep her.” Alpha Rick replied. “She's the daughter of Mr. Storm.” He smiled dangerously. The rage that emanated from Alpha Darren immediately he heard my surname scared me, his eyes darkened, and he took another step forward looking at me for a while.

I stood up from my seat and walked over to where Stan stood and pressed his shoulders. “Stan, I know for a fact that you care and worry about me. And even more so, now that I have Luna you're going to do everything within your powers to help her, right?” from day one. This isn't because you're the king of this kingdom, but because I know you're a good person who genuinely cares for his people. I know you'll help me too if you were in my position.” “But Alpha, what are you going to do about Stark? I heard he's been having secret meetings with new Alphas who are not from our district.”

I was too tired for celebrity gossip. She stared at her screen, her eyes wide. "It's Stefano Donath. The Alpha of the Hades Orbit pack? He just made the most absurd public offer." I paused, my fingers stilling on the hanger. I tried to keep my face neutral. "Oh?" She let out a disbelieving squeak. "He's offering five hundred million!" she yelled, waving her phone at me like I could see the headline from across the room. "Five hundred million! For someone to have a child with him!"

“What... what are you going to do?” Without waiting for my answer, he paces anxiously. “No, this isn’t the time for discussing that. I need to get you out of here first.” He crouches down, trying to pick me up. “I heard them talking about selling you, and the buyer is... Alvar Gonzales.” Alpha Alvar, leader of the Dark Moon pack, is known for his brutality. He’s bought many sex slaves, but they always end up disappearing. Rumor has it he changes bed partners every night and kills those who don’t satisfy him.