The Alpha's Virgin Slave Novel Novels & Stories

I propped myself against one of the stone pillars ready to hear Simon's excuses about why they came back empty-handed and, of course, to watch his inevitable end, as surely the king would kill him for not bringing him his prize. I watched the Alpha direct the slave girl to bend before his lap. Obediently she knelt and took his cock from his pants and began sucking him, her body quivering from nerves and most likely hatred. I knew he had favored this girl for a few weeks now, boasting how tight her pussy and ass were. Bile had risen in my throat as he described taking her virginity and he laughed when he told the warriors of the state he left her in. He had defiled her in every way possible.

But she became the reason an Alpha turned against destiny. She was no longer merely a slave marked for sacrifice. She was the only woman who had ever made Alpha Villion’s heart truly beat. The human girl who had once been... SOLD TO THE ALPHA BEASTS. —THE END— (Please read the note)

“As of now, I am ruling Elanor. It is my control. I have sent and equipped my esteemed chancellors, on behalf of me to pass my crucial decisions to your kingdom. I didn’t give any orders to my war gammas stationed in thousands at Elanor to kill the millions of your demographs. Your commoners are fine.” “I have only confounded the royals and noble households who did not pledge their allegiance to me. But I can change that at any point if you continue to lack submission. You say you are a princess but everyone in Elanor know you are my slave. Haven’t you heard; they are calling you the Alpha’s slave.”

Alpha Jordan looks at his pack members from Afar as he sees them Hitting on something continuously wondering what could that be, he walks to them and they all become calm at the moment. Slowly they left her on the floor very weak and with no strength in her, blood gushed from different parts of her body. She turned helplessly to look at the man who just saved her and she was thankful he was there. "What is going on here and who is this?"Alpa Jordan asked. "Greetings Alpha Jordan, she is one of the slaves and I found out she just stole from you in your chambers" Lydia explained, still with her head bowed, Alpha Jordan took a closer look at the Helpless lady in front of him.

He crosses his arm and cocks his eyebrow as he asks, “What do you want to do, girl?” I bow my head towards him and say breathlessly, “I will be your slave.” He walks over and grabs my arms as he helps me stand to my feet. He turns me around and unties the rope that those other men used to capture me. The men around him start to say things like, “Alpha, how can you do this?” “Alpha, she’s an exiled wolf! She’s too dangerous to be left alive!” “You must rethink this, Alpha!” Once he is done untying my hands, he yells out, “Enough!”

she thought. She kept on thinking about something to confront these werewolves when finally, the Alpha spoke for the very first time, “Let us discuss our agendas now” Everyone got wide awake as soon as the words escaped through the Alpha’s mouth. Martha too, immediately looked up to see Alpha. Its voice was gruff. It carried the impression of the leader of a wolf pack without a fail. As tough as he appeared through his skin, so was his voice as well. The heavy breathing was there at all events. Benjamin adjusted himself a bit and began to stand up. Seeing Benjamin rise, even Cindy attempted to get up.

Only the woman who accused me went closer to the Alpha, pointing her fingers at me again, and said, "She's a thief and not part of the pack members! Why are you defending that slave, Alpha Hadar?!" Alpha Hadar faced the woman seriously. "And who are you to question me?" "I…." The woman's body already shook in fear. "Sorry, Alpha Hadar. I should have not questioned you. It's my fault, but I hope you'll give a fair—" "I have been giving you all a fair treatment here. A member or a slave, but that slave you're talking about is innocent," said the Alpha and pointed his fingers at the side. "She is the real thief, and we caught her hiding all the money in her house."

But I'm a great fan of Romances though, and always sneaked in some TV for myself or a novel I stole from a table or somewhere other when no one was looking. “You’re a female. What’s between your legs trumps what is between his. Use your body to talk to his cock. Your boldness would be irresistible and frankly, I can't imagine him or any male with flesh and blood refusing you. You are the Beta out there but in the bedroom, you will be the Alpha.” Fione stood and I saw the gears turning in her head. I took a bite of the steak and that ended up in the napkin as well. All this wealth and they serve their Alpha shit on a stick.

The others could blend in with the crowd because it was only during their transformations that the color of their eyes depending on their rank was revealed. But pure-blood Alphas had red eyes and unimaginable strength. They were uncommon, dangerous, and uncontrollable. Killing machines... If I can put it that way. I took a deep breath as a memory came back to me. Denver. Slave # 345. He was a pure-blooded Alpha... His red eyes were intriguing, both handsome and observant. So fascinating that I was afraid they were going to burn me... Other more personal memories surfaced... I closed my eyes, refusing to think about them...

she asked. "Who sits in the other chair, the one beside Cole's?" I asked her. "That's Alpha to you! Don't ever call him by his name!" she snapped, glaring at me. "Sorry. So... who sits in that chair?" I asked her again. "Beta Chad," she replied, not looking at me. "And the bitch I hit?" I asked, my tone sounding a little harsh. "That's Paris, she's Beta Chad's slave," she said in mocking tone.