Sold To The Scarred Alpha

MALIYA

I remained frozen in the same spot, unable to move or run as my instincts had been telling me all day. I couldn’t bring myself to look away from the man standing in front of me either I was so completely lost and stunned that I couldn’t even think straight.

This was him. The Alpha of Alphas. I was standing in front of Alpha Xander, yet, instead of fearing for my life, the first thing I saw was how handsome he was.

Contrary to what I was expecting, he was a fine young man. He stood tall in his all black attire, one that was supposed to leave an eerie feeling, but only made me feel more drawn to him.

He had an eye patch on his right eye, which made him look even scarier, but when my

eyes

bore into his ocean blue eyes, all I could see was perfection.

For a man who was known to be ruthless and brutal, his appearance is quite a look. I don’t know what I was expecting to see… if I was being honest, I wasn’t even expecting anything. I didn’t wish to see him. I didn’t wish to be here but now, I am here against my will, and staring at the scarred Alpha everyone had something to say about.

Back at Greenhood Pack, I had always imagined him to be some sick ugly monster who derived pleasure in hurting others because he couldn’t find true happiness with his ugly face but seeing him right now made me realize how wrong I was.

Is that what you should be worried about right now? Right or wrong, you have been sold off as a sex toy by your mate to this scary man! You don’t even know if he would spare you, yet, all you could think about was how wrong you were to assume he was ugly. A voice snapped in my head, jolting me back to reality and I swallowed the lumps. that were starting to form in my throat.

I don’t know if it was the black attire he was putting on or because of the way his long black hair cascaded down his shoulder, but he looked terrifying and I doubt that he would ever have mercy on me, let alone let me off this hook easily.

He buys new slaves every six months.. Does that mean he could use my body however he wishes for the next six months?! The mere thought was enough to make me sick to the stomach.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I doubt that there would be anything left of me once the Six months are over. I can not allow this to happen- I can… I’d die of shame.

I must have been caught up in my own thoughts to realize how he had been staring at me creepily all along.

His eyes scanned my body without a single expression and I suddenly felt exposed in front of him. I wrapped a hand around my body instinctively, disrupting his view of my chest when he finally spoke.

“Strip,” he commanded. My eyes widened in shock from the coldness in his eyes and for a second, I think that I might have heard him wrong.

Str–strip? He is just meeting me for the first time! It’s not even up to five minutes and he wants me to strip? Is he crazy?!

My heart was beating frantically in my chest as if it was about to explode. I looked around the room for help, anyone to help me talk to him, but I was completely alone with this demon.

“Strip naked and lay yourself on the bed,” he said again and my leg suddenly became. jelly. I lost my balance and almost fell from the shock and he only glared at me, looking unamused.

No. No. No… this can’t be happening. I stepped on my dress and my knee hit the table that was beside me. I winced from the sharp pain but it was nothing compared to the rate at which my heart was beating fast.

I staggered backward and Alpha Xander began to trail forward. Each step was both intimidating and frightening.

Tears streamed down my face but I refused to do what he asked. I refused to allow someone to turn me into a fun tool for his own pleasure…

No- this can’t be happening to me.

“Don’t move close to me or I’ll scream!” I warned with a shaky breath, but he wouldn’t listen to me. He took a step forward with every step I took backwards.

What did I ever do to deserve this? Why do I have to go through all of this? It was enough that I was a powerless omega, why do things keep getting worse? I must have done something really cruel in my old life for this to be happening to me right now.

“I don’t like repeating myself.” He said sternly glaring at me with those sharp eyes. “Do as you are told or you might as well learn how to take orders the hard way,” his voice was low and threatening and I bet he wasn’t bluffing.

“I can’t… no, I won’t. I refused to turn to your sex slave,” I stammered.

I don’t know where I got the courage to speak back when all I wanted to do was plead with him to let me go.

A frown spread across his face and I could tell that he wasn’t used to taking no as an answer.

My back hit the wall when I took another step backwards, and he was now standing in front of me. My breath was ragged and I could sense how dangerous he was from the way he was glaring at me.

Just then, he gripped my hair in his hands, making me whimper in pain.

“Don’t–push your luck. Do as I say,” he ordered and more tears streamed down my cheeks. He was too strong for me to fight. I tried to release his grip on my hair but it looked like I would have to cut my scrap to be able to do that.

Do something Maliya! A voice snapped in my head. I looked around the room and my eyes landed on the flower case that was sitting right next to me.

He won’t let me get out of here alive if I do this…. I was still trying to talk myself out of doing something I might regret.

“Answer me, bitch!” He growled, pulling my hair by force. I struggled to get out of his grip, only for me to fall on the cold floor.

“Do you have a death wish?” He leaned closer to me but before he could do anything I carried the flower vase and broke it on his head before running out of the room with all my might.