I stood on the stage feeling exposed, ridiculed and ashamed.
Dressed in a daring blue gown that hugged my figure, the off-shoulder neckline revealing just enough to hold attention, I felt the heavy, revolting stares of the Alphas as they trailed over me. Their eyes lingered, dark with something sickening, and my stomach twisted in protest. I wanted nothing more than to turn away or throw up. But then I caught my father's silent, piercing look, a warning in his eyes that froze me in place. I knew that if I let him down now, there would be hell to pay. “ Look at them. They look delectable. Very sexy.” One of the Alphas said laughing as he walked up to us. He reached out for one of the other girls and squeezed her breast making the other Alphas laugh in response as they saw the girl's surprised expression. I could tell she was young and naive despite her beautiful body and it made me sick that my father would do this to his own people. To girls from our pack. He was the Alpha and no one dared to oppose him. Not even me. “ I like this one.” Another Alpha said as he walked up to the podium and my heart raced. Moon goddess, please let it not be me. A quiet sigh escaped my lips as I watched the frail young Alpha walk up to the stage, his eyes clouded with fever as he reached out, pulling yet another girl into his arms. She shoved him back instantly, defiance flashing in her gaze. A fierce determination to protect herself. But as I watched her stand her ground, I knew that her resistance was a risky move. We were only five so I knew that this wasn't going to sit well with my father or- “ How dare you?” The Alpha asked as he slapped the girl hard, making me fall to the floor, and my father did nothing. He didn't even help. After seconds of beating, the girl lay down on the floor, not moving, and my eyes widened. Was she dead? I felt tears gather in my eyes as I stared at her and I knew that could be my fate. The girl got carried away and only four of us were left on stage remaining. “ I want this one. You, in blue.” A man called out and I stared at him. My eyes widened as I realized he was the man I had rejected his advances a few months ago, Alpha Emmett of the Steelcrest Pride. Watching him walk up to me, I felt my head reel, and I stared at my father, silently begging him to help me. “Alright, gentlemen, the auction is about to commence. Please take your seats. Once it begins, the girls will be yours,” my father announced, cutting off the Alpha’s advance toward me. I held my breath, my heart pounding wildly as I closed my eyes. The first girl stepped forward, her fear was evident as she turned to display her dress and figure to the men seated beside my father. Their eyes lit up with desire, and I felt disgusted. “Twenty million,” The first one called out. “Fifty million,” Another countered, and I watched in horror as tears streamed down the girl’s face. “One hundred million,” The third Alpha said and my eyes widened in disbelief. “Is that the final offer? Going once... Going twice... sold! This exquisite lady now belongs to the Alpha of the Delta Pack,” My father shouted with a glint of happiness in his eyes. My legs trembled beneath me as the reality of the moment. After what felt like minutes, I trembled when I heard my name being called dragging me out of my thoughts. I stared around me and realized I was the only person left on the stage. All eyes seemed to be lingered on me. My father called my name, urging me to come forward, but I stood frozen. My legs wouldn't move. “ April, come forward.” My father said, gritting his teeth, and I took a step forward as I saw his threatening stare. Standing alone in front of the hideous men staring at me, tears instantly filled my eyes and I closed them. I clutched the sides of my dress, desperately trying to tug it down, but it clung stubbornly to my hips, refusing to budge. Then, my father's voice pierced through the haze of humiliation. “This is April. She’s an orphan, her parents having died when she was young. She just turned 18 and she is a virgin. Please remember that.” Each word struck like a dagger, making my heart ache with sorrow. My parents were gone? The realization that he could so easily cast me aside as his daughter in front of those men shattered something within me, and I began to weep uncontrollably. “Aww, look at her crying. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you,” Emmett jeered, his mocking tone slicing through my sobs as I stood there, exposed and vulnerable on the stage. “ Let's start.” My father called out and I stared at him. “ Fifty million.” One of the Alpha called out, and I felt my knees buckle under me, making me crash to the ground. “ Seventy million,” Emmett called and my heart stopped. “ A hundred million.” A voice called out making me stunned. Did I just hear correctly? A hundred million? The fact that someone was willing to pay a hundred million for me was beyond breathtaking. My surprise mirrored in the faces of the other Alphas as they stared up at the person who had made the bid. He was sitting far away so I couldn't see his face. “Two hundred million,” Emmett shouted, determined not to back down. I noticed a smile spreading across the lips of the mysterious man, and a wave of dread washed over me. Who was he? “Five hundred million,” he announced, and my heart stopped for a brief moment. “Five hundred million? Are you willing to raise the stakes, Alpha Emmett?” my father asked, and I saw frustration and disdain flicker across Emmett’s face. He was clearly not pleased. “Sold! April now belongs to... May I know your name, sir?” my father inquired as the mysterious man rose from his seat, striding into the light. Finally, I could see his face. “Dunacan Blackwood, the Wolf King.” the man declared, leaving me breathless. My father and the other Alphas dropped to their knees in submission, shock etched across their faces. I felt a chill run down my spine as I realized the stranger who had betrayed me was the Wolf King. What had I just gotten myself into? My thoughts raced with dread as the reality set in. I was now bound to the most feared and powerful man in the realm. Just as his piercing gaze locked onto mine, I knew my fate was about to take a dangerous turn.The Wolf King sat beside me, his presence imposing, his gaze sharp and unwavering, like a blade cutting through the silence in his home. I could feel his eyes on me, hard as stone, and it sent a chill down my spine, stirring a quiet panic within. Then, without a word, he reached behind him. My pulse quickened, my mind racing with whispers of the wild rumors I’d heard. I closed my eyes and silently took a deep breath. I needed to keep my head no matter what. He rose and moved to the table, his movements precise, commanding. When he returned, he held out a paper, his voice clipped and cold. "Sign this," Duncan said, his tone brooking no argument.My hand trembled as I reached for the paper. I couldn’t read. My father never let me learn. As a girl, he’d deemed it pointless for me to have any skills beyond keeping a home. The thought of him finding out made my skin crawl. If the Wolf King knew… Would he cast me out? I could already imagine the fury my father would be in if he had to retu
Duncan, the mighty Wolf King had a fiancee. I don't know why I never thought of the possibility but I was heartbroken and jealous the moment I had seen them kiss last night. As I stepped out of the bathroom, I glanced at my limited wardrobe, realizing how little I had to choose from. With a resigned shrug, I got dressed and made my way downstairs to tidy up the house. The morning light was just beginning to peek through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the room. My father's strict training had instilled in me the discipline to wake early, often enforced by his cold, ruthless wake-up calls that soaked my bed in ice water. The last thing I wanted was trouble with Duncan or his fiancee. “Good morning,” I said respectfully as she descended the staircase, her elegant robe flowing around her like a gentle wave. “I’ve already tidied up the place. What would you like for breakfast? I can make just about anything.” I offered, a genuine smile on my lips as she walked into the kitchen.“ W
The sharp ache in my neck was the first thing I felt as consciousness pulled me from the depths. Every beat of my heart seemed to pulse directly into the wound, a constant, throbbing reminder of what Duncan had done. I forced my eyes open, blinking against the faint light streaming through the curtains. I was still on the floor, curled up at the foot of the staircase, my skin slick with cold sweat. Memories of last night crashed over me, one after another. The full moon, the looming shadows outside, Duncan’s tortured form, and then… his bite. My hand flew to my neck, fingers grazing the faint indentations left by his fangs. It was barely a mark, yet it burned with an unfamiliar heat that felt as though it had seeped into my very blood. I pulled myself up, leaning against the wall to steady my legs. My emotions were a tangled mess of anger, confusion, and something else I couldn’t quite name. Did he even realize what marking me meant? Or had his wolf completely taken over? “Wait.” A
Disbelief hit me like a cold wave as I stared at Duncan. Melissa, his fiancée, was outside kissing his cousin, Alpha Emmett on the day of their engagement, no less. And Duncan? He seemed to know about it the whole time. But as his eyes shifted to the pair, his expression changed. It wasn’t the face of someone who already knew. It was shock, pure and real. Duncan let go of my hand without a word and walked straight toward them. Melissa and Emmett, still caught up in their moment, didn’t even notice him coming. I stood frozen, feeling empty as I watched him walk away. “Melissa? How could you do this to me?” Duncan’s voice cut through the air, laced with disbelief as he stared at her. Melissa jerked back in shock, shoving Emmett away, but Emmett didn’t budge. Instead, he smirked, holding her close, clearly enjoying the chaos he had caused. “Duncan, it’s not what it looks like,” Melissa stammered, her voice shaky as she stared at Duncan. “Not what it looks like?” Duncan’s tone
APRIL Life wasn't just bad for me, it was fucked up. “ Where is she? Where is that abomination?” My father called out barging into my room without notice. From a young age, I sensed something amiss in my father's eyes. Despite being his only child, his love felt like an unreachable star, always just out of grasp. I knew it was because I was not the son he had longed for. A boy to carry on our bloodline, to make him proud within the pack. In our pack, daughters like me were often seen as weak, mere afterthoughts, and I was no exception. I carried the burden of his disappointment, a constant reminder that I fell short of his dreams. The truth stung. I was just a girl in a world that valued boys. I merely caught myself reaching for a piece of clothing to cover my lower body because I was naked. I had just gotten out of the shower and I barely had time to dress up when I heard my father's voice. His gaze changed the moment he saw my body. “ You're now a real woman. Beautiful.” My fat