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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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SoulMates

"Oh." Valeric thoughtfully looked away and walked over to sit down on the couch. He threw his head back and closed his eyes, thinking back to the time he had to swim in, pull the poor girl out, and carry her out in the dark night. He wondered if she survived later on but eventually forgot about her.  

How could she have been Stella? Yes, he truly didn't take a proper look at her face because all he could think about was Diego, who was in terrible condition. The spark surely wasn't his imagination. She had to be meant for him, there was no other explanation. He saved his own wife, someone who gave him his first taste of a spark without even knowing.  

He slapped a hand over his face and breathed softly. 

"Don't overthink, Val," Nix said to him, worried. 

"I am not overthinking?" He shook his head. "It's the opposite. I am not overthinking for once." 

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