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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 · Fantasi
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156 Chs

He Is Gone

JASMINE'S eyes flickered, and he could swear she was about to cry. This was the first time he'd ever been this way, and she'd never seen him act like that. And really, he didn't mean to lash out at her. This was just the way he often got whenever he wasn't in a good mood, and—

"I see." It was a barely audible mumble from her. "I…I'm sorry for bothering you, I didn't mean to. I was just worried." She turned around and walked away, her grip on the hem of her shirt tightening and trembling. 

Diego stared at her disappearing back, and even though he wanted to go after her and apologize for being that way to her, he didn't have the strength. So, instead, he sat down on the one-man sofa and crossed his legs, his head thrown back to stare at the ceiling, prohibiting him from glimpsing the sky. 

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