Sold To A Cursed Alpha

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ing, but their grip was iron and

s voice low, almost taunting. "But unfortunately

sense of his words. "Collateral?" I whispered, dis

father owes a significant debt. You, my dear, are the repayment so I'm afr

ly thing that gave me joy from my fast crumbling life. As a weak wolf, vol

ut of my head on the spot. I had to take a minute to proc

pped silently from the trees above, landing with n

any movement I made tighten his grip around my arm. I winced in pain. "Whatever this

tiate," he mocked. "Come here!" He pulled me fo

d. It had taken us from royalty to debt, after my mother's passing, but

hmic sounds of our feet on dry grass. His hesitation was obvious, but then h

foot away from me. I bent down, pretending to relax my bladder when I stretche

s quickly as my le

iately and that kind of chaos was not something the bos

en I soon began to recognize the environment. 'I was almost home'. I took a sharp turn around the small tow

e is

voices from inside the crate. My legs trembled

a whimper out of me. I pressed my hands over my mouth, trying not to breath

the coast was clear did I sneak back out of the crate. The c

aggered through the lonely roads to the sm

o the couch as soon as I arrived home. My eyes

utting on, but nothing worked. I opened my eyes to finally get a change. I u

top of my voice as I sigh

y father held me in plac

g up from the couch. From the brightest of the s

ted. I walked over to the kitchen counter to make his breakfast, so

to him, trying to turn on the fire. "I knew it was not possible. They were lying, so I h

s company–the same three men who had tri

urned to my father. He was shivering and could only mouth

g you–dead or alive," the gang leader announced. I look