Traded To The Cruel Alpha Novels & Stories

Getting to his feet leaving me sat on the floor beside the dead border guard, Alpha Lucian walks down the walkway away from me and closer to where the Alpha family of this pack stood, Heather still on the floor in chains shaking while the Luna, stood behind her mate with even more fear in her face. “I agree to the trade you are requesting; I will hand you back your daughter Heather in exchange for your pack member, Adeline Ashford.” Alpha Lucian announced holding out his hand for Alpha Lukas to shake to agree, whose eyes instantly went to my frightened face as though he was deciding if this was the best move, while a series of gasps ripples through the crowd now Alpha Lucian had made his cho

Two Alphas, two monsters, tearing into each other for the right to claim the ruins of my life. I stood frozen as Alpha Tristan of the Twilight Zone lunged, his movements fueled by a possessive, toxic rage. It was sickening that he thought I could ever open my heart to him after the cells, the shame, and the loss. He was only Alpha because of my sacrifice, because I gave him my wolf to save his life, and I swore that one day, after I had dealt with Rune, I would even that score as well.

These are rogues. The Alpha, now in his human form, towered over the others. A jagged scar ran across his face, only emphasizing the wicked grin that spread across his features as he regarded Cathy. ‘Cruel. He looks cruel.’ "What have we here?" he growled, his voice rough as gravel. Cathy's mind raced, searching for a way out of this nightmare. But surrounded by these primal, dangerous shifters, she realized with sinking dread that her options had run out. ‘Trapped. Completely trapped.’

"Why are you this cruel? Sometimes, I wish I died in your arms because my body can't take anymore. Perhaps you knew me before now and I did something to you, there's no way to know if you don't tell me." A crease formed in between his full brows, and his grey eyes darken. I shifted to the edge as I waited for more of his reaction. "I'm the Alpha, I know everything about everyone that I allow into my mansion and that includes you. You want to know what cruelty feels like?" He grabbed me by the arms and stomped out of the office. We passed through the hallways until I was faced with a dark door. He opened it with a key and threw me in. The only light that streaked into the darkness was the one

Alpha Lucian looked at me and said, "What do you think? I can use the imprint to erase his memory and sell him back to his imbecile uncle. He'll put him out on the slave market again. Only this time, he won't be able to be sold at a good price. Nobody wants a second-handed fucktoy." "You are out of your mind! You can't..." His smile was filled with cruelty. "I can do whatever I want to do. That's part of the pleasure of being an Alpha."

I shivered slightly beneath the covers. The Alpha king found his way into my room, he pulled off the quilt from my body. “I can feel your heartbeat, you ain't sleeping.” He scowled I raised my eyelids meeting his eyes, he was back to his normal self–the cold and heartless Alpha Alexander. He let out a sinister smile which was coated with a sense of mischief. “It's now time to keep your own end of the bargain.” His cold words shattered my heart, I furrowed my brows in anger. From the look in his eyes, I understood what those words meant.

He raised his hand to slap me across the face, but a hand held his. "Sir, you aren't allowed to touch her. The alpha king would love to see his breeder looking clean and neat." It was the beta from earlier. I hadn't even noticed him. I swallowed hard in my throat as I wiped at the tears that were still streaming down my face. I couldn't believe what was happening. It all felt like a dream. How could he sell me to the alpha king who everyone feared for being the cruelest alpha alive? Mr Alex was surely aware of everything people said about the alpha. About how he killed women after he had used them. Was he really trying to get me killed?

Glory? The memories flooded back. Colton’s nightly rituals. The glint of the silver needle. The poison burning through my veins. My body withered while the child inside me thrived, fed on pure evil. I gave him the first she-wolf in a century. I remember my coronation. The Alphas bowed before me. Then I coughed up blood and collapsed on my throne. A queen for only a moment. “No!” I stood up, my voice shaking but firm. “I refuse. I won’t choose any Alpha.”

The room spun. “Shut up.” He didn’t. “And now?” He laughed bitter and ugly. “Now he’s got himself a real man. Someone who doesn’t need rescuing. Someone who doesn’t have to suck dick just to earn a bed for the night. Turns out our big scary alpha was never confused. Never bi. Never anything but gay. He just didn’t want you. Not like that. You were a convenience. A sad little stray he pitied. A hole he used until something better walked in.”

I purred into her and she saved struggle me. "Please simply let me go to him! Let me assist him!" She screamed, however I kept her in a vice grip. A couple of men got here over to the alpha, who had fallen onto his back. Each of them grabbed one of his fingers and commenced saying matters to him. With the alpha down and the warriors distracted I ran away with my prize. And with how susceptible the alpha looked I strongly suspect that this will kill him.... I smiled from ear to ear. Now to begin on some pups....