Traded To The Cruel Alpha Novels & Stories

I don't notice I'm numb, and my feet are glue to the ground. The omegas continue, not noticing my present. One of them lowers her voice. “They say he went mad for days. Tore through the forest until Mirelle sedated him. After that, he changed. Shut everyone out. That’s why no one crosses him now.” The other one sighs. “Poor Alpha. Some say she was too weak for his bloodline. Others say it was an ancient curse.” My fingers tighten around the crate. The room tilts for a second.

Daniel asked, a confused expression claiming his face now. “Cayden killed Carlot.” I told him and his expression blew up in shock. I ignored it. “And now, I’m going to kill Cayden.” I said and started strolling away again, leaving him to the staggering news. The tides have changed their course and the table has been flipped over. There was once hope for the redemption of a Cruel Alpha but now, that Alpha has done the insufferable and so he must be buried in the depths of demise.

What had he found so funny? Taking this as his chance to subdue him, the Alpha hastily jumped in the hair, his paws out, stretched towards his captor's face but just before his claws could get to him, he was harshly smacked back to the floor. The sound of his bones cracking was enough to make someone faint. Unable to let out cries of pain due to an unknown occurrence, the Alpha whimpered and laid his chest on the ground with his butt out in submission. His captor snorted and turned around, giving the Alpha a false hope that he had been spared but just before the Alpha could let out a sigh of relief, life was drained out of him in the blink of an eye.

What the hell did this mean? "W-why?" Alpha Bradley stammered out. "You know why!" He snarled at Alpha Bradley. He then looked back at me and I felt his eyes look me up and down with desire. "However, I've had a change of heart. Maybe we can make a trade. I'll let your pack live, but only if I can take this one with me."

And what I had before this day was something I will always cherish, like the final sunset I saw on the African savannah. "The most intriguing aspect is Rhoda's face, Oh, this is so fun. Her Alpha crushed her Luna dream." Lynede seemed to think of something, she laughed, "It is said that Alpha is cruel and ruthless, but it must be false, he is very gentle to you." The door was opened while we were relishing our solitude. Augustine walked in raising his head like a victor. Lynede greeted him and he nodded. "It's time for us to go, Keira." He sniffed and frowned, "Have you been drinking?"

His voice broke and Wilder could hear the grief. “We were managing fine until an alpha came with the idea of attacking your pack. He said he’d join forces with us and help us get a big territory and we were so foolish to accept it but now the outcome is half of the rogues gone and my soulmate, Alana. She was killed by my second in command and I just found out that the alpha had betrayed me and now my second in command has taken my place… Just a day and all this has happened, I’ve seen them for who they are now” Jarvis broke into tears. “Who is this alpha? How could he be so cruel?” Wilder demanded and Jarvis swallowed hard, realizing that he had nothing to lose anymore

" So , be it. Get ready to be smashed. If I am merciful enough, I can give you the opportunity to kneel before me while you still have the opportunity to keep your life. " Alpha Hadulf let out a long sigh and stormed out of the conclave , breathing heavily and fuming. " Who else is willing to join the fool that just left ? Who is willing to be counted among the damned already?" Duncan asked , directing his gaze at alpha Rufus and alpha Lowell. The look on their faces showed how terrified they were. He could hear their heartbeats. " I will stand with my people. " Alpha Lowell said, riding to his feet. " Are you not being foolish? They say a word is enough for the wise. But I will tell you thi

His eyes hold mine, pleading, fading. "Come back," he gasps. A final command. A dying wish. Somewhere, Kieran’s voice rises, chanting, ancient words raw with grief and resolve. The child’s small, warm hands find mine, sticky with Arthur’s blood, gripping with desperate strength. And beneath it all, vibrating through the fabric of this cursed place, the First Alpha unravels. Not defeated, but wounded. Trapped. Roaring his cosmic fury. "NO!" he bellows, the sound shaking the bleeding waves. "YOU CAN’T"

“Better than you’re used to, I gather.” She hesitated, uncertain how much to reveal. In the hush that followed, she noted the flicker of genuine concern in the Beta’s eyes. Was he different from the rest? He continued in a subdued voice, “Look, I don’t know what your life was like back there, but it’s no secret you were—” He paused, weighing his words. “—not treated well. You have to understand that things here… well, they may not be easy, but the Alpha is fair in his own way.”

"My loyal Beta. Now, let's get going." In an instant, both turned into wolves. They ran out of the palace into the forest that would lead them to the border. The villagers immediately gave way when they saw the Alpha's presence after so long. Rumor had it that the man's condition was deteriorating, but looking at his presence now, he looked very strong. Alpha Brandon was well-built, large, and tall, with a gorgeous jet-black coat. His posture screams dominant and strong. His crimson eyes are deep, intense as blood-exuding his ruthlessness.