Sold To My Alpha Mate

t home, heck, if I had gone to dinner with my br

ould have felt

would have fa

this position. Watching mine own mate fi

l's

the in the brutality of it all. But now I despise it. All of it. It looks so primitive at this moment. Like we were cannibals o

ding the thrill of violence for me. My heart skipped a beat at

wanted t

ho look upon my mate with hatred, with lust, with their thirst for blood. My Wolf

imes her size. I honed my senses. Listening to her steady but labored breaths and the thumping of her heart was almost as wild as she looked. Her scent was hard to pick

being thrown at me. Fresh rainfall and earth

as she landed gracefully in a crouch. She is trying to get hers

She was tiring out the big guy before going in for the kill. The Wolf heaved hard as he started stumbling aroun

is she doing? A beta wolf w

lash on the Wolf’s chest and violently pulled out his heart. The entire arena

instead held the organ in her hand, almost cradlin

rs silently streamed down her cheeks as she leaned over close to the b

forgetting the loss of life tha

s successfully won her freedom... For this month. Ha ha

is slave along with the other three are g

re willing to sell and prepare them for the finals. Should your slave win then they earn their freedom and you earn three chests of

ched on while they bartered. Only two slaves were bought over. My mate wasn't one of them. As

aid to the slaver as he

ge" My beast shrieked in excitement

ffer Alpha ?" t

asking price

ouldn't know what

an?" curiosity

ast one slave can have a chance of fr

hem are satisfied with that life. But then there are those who want th

y kind of yo

all your charges so far and an interest of thir

idened "m-my Alpha

session immediately unless there are p

ed and my wolf clawed reveling in th

e slaver's account all the while holding my will to

well because she has to; it's the only way she knows. But inside, she’s fragile" Johnso

d my instincts wanted to gouge his eyes out for looking at my mate. Busines

er slowly as o

ing with all the colors I could think of. She barely reached my pecs. Little hands, but big feet and if the old

own, like honey. Pink lips, long lashes and small ears: they were cute. Her black hair

on I realized tha

ser and closer. Her scent filling my lungs until all I could smell was her. My wolf sud

scare her , I wa