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Sold To The Beastly Alpha

[Mature Content: No rape] “A recessive omega and a mateless supreme Alpha” He was incapable of having a mate nor falling in love from the moment he became the only existing supreme alpha. He ruled the world, he ruled them, everything was in the palms of his hands and everything belonged to him.  Yet he couldn’t have one thing. ‘A mate ’ But he, with her, felt a spark—a tiny spark. It’d ignited like a flame, and though it was too little to confirm if they were mates, who cared? He didn’t! That tiny spark was all it took!  And he, Valeric Jones, has found what he sought.   And he was obsessed!  Does it matter that he was incapable of falling in love? That he was a man unable to feel certain emotions? No! She belonged to no one from the moment he laid eyes on her, and he will make her his! Stella Ferguson was locked in his very palms: her smile for him, her words for him, her time for him, and her love… Only for him. She was the shelter and the salvation he sought, the tenderness he yearned for. Yet, the real question was… would Stella Ferguson ever love the man she has been sold to? A man she hated from the very depths of her heart? One she could never stand! And would Valeric Jones himself ever find himself capable of loving her despite his incapability and the desire he holds for her?

AngelLily · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
156 Chs
#R18
#COMEDY
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#BEAUTY
#WEREWOLF
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#ALPHA
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE

HE HAS A NAME!

STELLA grabbed his tie and yanked him down to be closer to her height. "My feet are killing me. When do we leave, Valeric?" 

Valeric pulled back and reached out a hand to rub the flesh under her eyes. "I brought some boots for you in case. Do you want to wear it? I have something to do for a few minutes." 

She nodded, and he turned to Theo, who, with one nod, knew what was needed from him. The young man returned later with a pair of white boots and handed them over to Valeric. 

Stella reached to take it from him, but a low gasp fled from her the second he squatted down and grabbed her ankle, ignoring the hundreds of eyes on them. Sure, he doesn't care, but she does. Hell, who knows what these people will say? 

"Valeric-" 

"Don't say a word. Just let me." 

She sighed with resignation and dropped her hands on his shoulder as he lifted her leg, taking the heel off. He wore her the boots and began to properly tie the laces.