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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?

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Convince Her?

"Yes you." He was annoyed. "I don't think there is any other unfamiliar person sitting right in front of me, except you." 

Her chuckle made his frown deeper before the sound of her dropping her utensils reverberated. "There is no need to get so worked up, Mr. Trancy." 

"You know who I am?" 

"Indeed, I do." 

His vigilance immediately shot up, earning a smile from her. "It's a shame you don't know me though. Makes me feel like my father isn't famous enough for you to even recognize her daughter." 

"Am I supposed to know you? What are you talking about?" 

"Do you know Mr. Modash, Trancy?" 

"Don't call me Trancy, my name is Vincent," he corrected her. "And yes, I do know Mr. Modash. Is there a problem? What does that have to do with this?" 

Rose's smile stretched wider. "He's my father." 

Vincent's brow shot up immediately. 

"He's your father?" 

"Yes."