Stark Varg Alpha Price Novels & Stories

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 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.

“I was just giving my brother a bit of fresh air. He’s been cooped up in that cell for far too long. Wouldn't want him getting sick now, would I?” Varis recovered from his shock quickly. “Of course. I wasn’t expecting to see him, that’s all.” He said. Ronan raised an eyebrow at the statement. “Do you disapprove?” Varis shook his head. “No, Alpha. I was just surprised.” Did Varis just call my brother Alpha?

“Jasper, we can't choose Luther as the Alpha King. He's literally a walking red flag. Scarlet might die!” Jasper ignored her. His eyes were on mine. “By tradition, Luther is meant to be the next Alpha King. And nothing will stop him, not even you, Scarlet,” Jasper leaned forward, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips were set. “Are you in or are you out?” I fisted my hands at my sides. “I'm all in.” I felt like a chicken being led to the slaughter house but instead of fighting for freedom, I volunteered my death.

"I am the Alpha of the Vanguard Pack! You better override that system right now, or I’ll come down to that bank and rip your throat out with my bare teeth!" "I can’t override it, Alpha Wright!" The Pack Financial Director’s voice trembled through the speakerphone, heavy with static and absolute terror. "The blockades aren’t local. Every single one of our shipping routes and trade lines was bought out at midnight by an anonymous, sovereign-tier Lycan trust. They flagged your signature as a high-risk default. We literally cannot access a single cent of the Vanguard reserve."

I ask. "You want to pay us one million dollars to kill a first alpha? I do not think so. I do not think I will put my life in so much danger for that little money. If you want me to kill her, you must pay me at least five million dollars. I know you have the money, and I will not put money at my men's life in danger for a mere 1 million," Drake says. The bloody greedy bastard is now using the first alpha thing against me. Deep down, I know he does not believe in it because he would not even consider going after the first alpha if he thought she was one. I also know that you have me by my balls and that there is nothing else that I can do. I must pay him what he asked because nobody else will

Byron’s POV Alpha Joe cleared his throat. “Let’s cut to the chase, Bryon.” “Byron,” I corrected, pleasantly, raising my glass. “Alpha, you have some prime grazing land, and we will pay top dollar to use it.” “Go on,” I said, taking a sip of pinot gris. “Do you have the infrastructure to accommodate us?” the billionaire asked. “It can be arranged. I take it you’re partners in this?” Beneath the table, Liz tugged at my pants. She was shaking her head. What didn’t I know?

He flicked the speaker on, and the room filled with the cold, mocking rhythm of an unanswered call. Across the room, Lya was curled up in an oversized armchair, her knees tucked under her chin like she was trying to make herself smaller in the heavy atmosphere. Her wide eyes flicked between the brothers, her lips pursed in disbelief. “Wow,” she said slowly, giving a small shake of her head. “What does an Alpha even need so much money for? Thirty billion is insane.” She shifted slightly, her gaze narrowing with a spark of suspicion. “Was that the reason he left with Arraya in the first place? To sell her off to the Black Mafias?”