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Sold to the Alpha's

As her smile appeared a frown came from the guy in front of her. "What is so funny?" He questioned as he took a knife and traced it on her knee "Hmmm what is so funny?" The petite woman, beautiful women sitting tied up only smiled more. It didn't matter that the man was stronger than her, nor did it matter that she might not make it out of this alive. All that mattered is that she held on just until they got there. "You are." She started to laugh, "You think that by torturing me I will tell you anything, that I will give up those that I love? If so you are dead wrong." His voice was never warm to begin with, but up until now there was a softness in his voice. Used to get most women to give him the information he wanted, but it turned cold and chilling. Leaning up to speak in her ear he whispered "Most people I have tortured have said the same thing, and I have broken each and everyone of them. There is nothing special about you, you will break just like the rest." With those chilling words he quit messing around, and plunged the knife into her leg. She did not scream, instead she closed her eyes begging that she could reach her mates through the bond. Hoping they would come and save her. Right as the knife was pulled out to be used to make this young girl scream, both of them could hear the sound of bullets. Leaving two emotions in the room, one of satisfaction and happiness. The other one of terrior as he had kidnapped her. "What's wrong, worried?" The girl grinned through the pain. "Not in the slightest." The man turned hiding his face from her. Before he could think of what to do the door opened. It was not opened slowly, but so hard, and fast that if it had received anymore force the door would be off it's hinges. Standing in the doorway was a man with a red suit and brown hair. The man doing the torturing tried to take off only to turn back in horror, as the man turned into a wolf and ripped him to shreds. She didn't know who stepped in the room, but she knew they were here for her, by the way the man screamed in agony. Her back was faced to the guest so all she could do was wait. Wait for him to save her, when he stepped in front of her, her heart melted. "Chase." It was the only word she could muster with all the pain. He cut through her restraints, and lifted her in his arms. "Isabelle stay with me baby, I'm here just stay awake." He begged but worry set in, as his women was growing unconscious in his arms. He was finally here, finally here to save her, but was it to late? Maybe had she never fallen in love with him, or the others she wouldn't be on the edge of death. This book takes you on a journey of four lives. Isabelle the omega who had her heart broken, and believed every last alpha was the same, all being cruel. While the other three were like brothers, Cole the leader, the other two being Dylan, and Chase. They lived life to the fullest, and the darkest. Once caring about people, only to destroy the ones they loved in the end. The three of them decided to no longer care. But when they meet a beautiful thief, they realized she did not only break into there house, but into there hearts. Could she be different, and survive there world, or would she be doomed by the past? Believing there world to be bad for her, only to find out her world held the same darkness, or maybe even more. Does fate bring these four people happily ever after, or does it merely taunt them to believe they can, only to be destroyed for good. (THIS BOOK IS MATURE, BUT STARTS SLOW. YOUNG READERS NOT ADVISED, OR PEOPLE WHO CAN'T HANDLE THESE TYPES OF BOOKS.)

Fiction_1864 · Fantasy

Not enough ratings

63 Chs

Chase's Past

Isabelle was taken to the car Chase refused to let go of Isabelle. The type of fear that radiated off of her was a silent killer. Once in the car Zack drove while Cole sat next to him. Chase held Isabelle and Dylan was on the other side. Isabelle layed her head down on Chase and closed her eyes, but her mind and body refused to let her sleep. It was actually him he had once again found her and she wasn't alone she had company. What would he do to them?

Isabelle was lost in her own world while the alpha's looked at each other. Chase had not seen him but Isabelle's body language had told him it wasn't her imagination, and the look on the other twos faces had told him the same thing. Was he the reason she was so afraid of life? It had to be.

Once upon a time Chase wasn't the cruel one. Wasn't the one to take a life and not feel bad, or not think about it. But his care for the people he killed disappeared the night he watched her die.

Him, Cole, and Dylan had been to an auction. It was a terrible place it sold young women on a much bigger scale than the one they bought isabelle from. He didn't bring a date nor was he planning on purchasing. The only reason they were there was to over look, and it would be the night they would shut it down. The owners broke to many rules. When a women caught his eye.

She was standing on the top balcony looking out when her eyes caught his. They were the perfect shade of blue even with the dark marks on her face. Nobody else would look at her because they knew the women on that balcony belonged to the owner. She couldn't be helped, and not their problem. He couldn't help it he was never the one to fallow the rules.

Each of the three Alpha's had a designated color his was grey. Dylan's was navy blue, and Cole's was black. She looked at him like he was some knight in shining armor. That him just being there could save her life. He knew it couldn't but he smiled at her anyways to calm her down, but she never smiled back.

Instead a man walked up to her and tried to grab her arm. She pushed him away and slapped him, but it pissed him off. He grabbed her neck and walked over to the balcony. She tried to fight him anything to get away, but eventually her body went limp. He had whispered something in her ear, but when the man's face withdrew she spit in his face. She was not someone willing to play the game, and the next few second changed his life forever.

Changing his color from always grey to red when he was in a terrible mood. After she spit in his face it was a matter of seconds she was flying over the balcony, and nobody other than Zack, him, Cole, and Dylan watched. The people right below her moved as she hit face first into the concrete below. Upon seeing this Chase and the rest of the Alpha's decided it was time for this place to go. They pulled guns and shot anyone who also had one, as there backup came in.

Anyone that had bought someone was shot all except the owner and a few of his men. He had disappeared. Chase had run over to the women and he turned her over. Her head had been smashed by the floor causing a pool of blood to run from her head. Making her beautiful blonde hair turn dark and red. While a gash on her forehead caused blood to pool in her beautiful blue eyes. He took off his jacket and wiped her face keeping the blood out of her eyes. He felt her pulse it was weak but it was still there. Holding her head wound and her forehead she tried to speak, but Chase wouldn't have it. It would make her go quicker.

If she just was silent and held on she would be fine, and he begged he begged her not to go. Not to leave him. That she was the one he was looking for, but right before she died she smiled at him. It was the most perfect smile in all the worlds causing his heart to freeze. As he looked down at his jacket the perfect grey was turning red, and in his heart and eyes that is all he could forever see red. The blood of the perfect innocent girl, and the blood that would flow from whoever did this to her. The man's face was covered so he couldn't see who it was, chances are that man is still walking free today.

Something Chase did know as he held Isabelle is the man she saw would not. He couldn't save that beautiful blonde girl, but he could save Isabelle. He would never let anything happen to her ever again as long as he lived.

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