Sold To The Ruthless Alpha Heir

Chapter 3

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ched me approach

d with power. The raw pressure of an Alp

he asked, his voic

trip of cloth from the hem of my own

energy rolling off him in waves, and held up the

ed his face. He wasn't used

hed me, his grey eyes narrow

from around the gash. My

s skin, a jolt, hot and sharp like

escaping my lips. It f

s pupils dilated, turning his grey eyes almost b

hoed, a possessive, primal

ress, the fear. I forced my trembling hands to finish the

, his gaze inte

gain. His voice was softer now

My mother's instructions were clear

y wrist. "I owe you. Tell me

one of those strange,

called his name. His Be

t was enough. I wrenched my arm free and m

eached the edge of the Orr Pack's territory. The sk

nside my room when t

there, his face

to the floor. "You dare sta

side as his boot con

threw herself over me, trying

kening thud and slid to the floor, a cough rattling i

, you encouraged this!" he sn

ing his leg. "Don't hurt her! It

en at my mother's still form, his face filled with

de. Her breathing was shall

't part o

dying.

rong it made me dizzy, washed ov

lack Forest, a Beta

tained piece of cloth. "We have a lead. The

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Max. A Werewolf

“At thirteen, Delphie was sold to Alpha Everet Scott as a bargaining chip, right after her mother was brutally beaten into a coma to protect her. To keep her alive with his pack's healing spring, Delphie became Everet's unacknowledged Omega, enduring seven years of relentless bullying and his cold, unpredictable possessiveness. When her first Heat approached, she planned a desperate escape, only to stumble upon a plot to assassinate Everet. She fought off the attackers to survive, but when the dust settled, the person clapping in the shadows was her mother. She wasn't in a coma. She was perfectly healthy. "Your suffering was a necessary sacrifice." Her mother revealed that Delphie's seven years of misery, the beatings, the humiliation-even the assassination plot tonight-were all meticulously orchestrated by her. Delphie was never a daughter to her. She was just a highly trained piece of bait, designed to bind Everet to her so her mother could use his power for her ultimate revenge. Before Delphie could even process the betrayal, her mother drugged her and threw her straight into the assassins' trap alongside a poisoned, dying Everet. "When you wake up, you will be the star of the show." As Delphie sucked the deadly silver toxin from Everet's chest to keep him alive, feeling the Mate bond seal between them, her tears finally dried up. If she was destined to be a pawn in her mother's deadly game, she would become the player who flips the board.”