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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 · Fantasie
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156 Chs

Put Me Down!

"No. I like that glare on your face." Valeric shook his head. 

Stella glared.

"Valeric! Let go!" 

"You've got some moves, huh?" 

"You!-" 

"Where did you even learn to fight? For someone as small as you, it's surprising." 

She was fuming while still hopping on one foot. "I'm going to count to three, and if you don't let go-"

The sound of the man chuckling to himself made her anger burn even worse.

"I'm being serious, Valeric. Let go." 

"Do you give up?" 

"Damn you!" 

"It seems like you're not ready to-"

"Fine! I give up. Let go."

"Say it again," Valeric demanded. 

"What? S-say what?"  

"That you give up." 

"Are you out of your mind?"  

"Doesn't look like you're really ready to—"

"I give up! I give up, I give up!" 

"Good girl." He finally let go of her ankle and stepped closer to ruffle her hair. "How do you feel?"