All Chapters of Sold to the Beasts: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Valerie“I’m afraid I don’t understand.” I stepped aback, brows scrunching into a crease.“You are clever, Valerie.” Mr. Drakos huffed a chuckle, tingling around my neck, “I’m sure you understand that Red Moon has played a pivotal role in that war. Like I said, it’s totally up to you.”My heart pumped at a fiery rhythm against my ribs. Though I didn’t believe him, I knew what he said might be genuine. The Red Moon Pack, those werewolves and the mysterious woman, no matter how much I loathed them, were the only thing that I could possibly come up to for unveiling the truth behind the war.“How can I get to Red Moon Pack…”I swallowed before clearing my throat and carrying on with my question, “as the Alpha’s mate?”He seemed to be stunned for a short moment. Pulling himself away slightly from him, he inspected me with a faint trace

Valerie I breathed deeply to calm down my racing heart beat. Forcing myself to focus back on the fragments, I hoped to find more clue. The werewolves on that once-complete photograph were evidently high-rankings in the Red Moon Pack for their luxurious-looking outfits and a special red badge, in a shape of crescent, clipped on their collars. There were familiar faces I had just seen in the dining room, but there’s one thing confused me in particular. I was pretty sure that the man who stood beside Caser Murphy in both photographs was absent. Though I didn’t know much about werewolves, I did acknowledge that their pack always functioned in very strict hierarchy system. That meant, if I didn’t take it wrong, the man, for his proximity to Caser Murphy, must have been the Beta of the Red Moon Pack. But according to the confession from the two wolves, their “Beta Dean” was present here to make an order of assassination. So, it’s no

ValerieSome said that memories could be manipulated and deceitful. People tended to believe and reminisce things we felt comfortable with, and selectively forgot torturous and unbearable calamities.But the nightmares, though you didn’t want to think about, would be recalled again. Once you’d lost in despair or been forced into the dark corner, those horrible things you had tasted in the past reality would come back and ravage you.That’s what we called trauma.I had always consider the biggest traumatic incident in my life was the raid 5 years ago. Nothing could be more tragic than that, I thought, but it’s until this moment, I found I had been wrong. I had never seen the whole picture of my life and I had been far away from the complete truth.In a flash, I realized something too shock for me to endure in silence anymore. The moment I finished my plea, Xavier had already rushed over a

ValerieIt felt a bit awkward to have breakfast here alone with Xavier. I could sense his gaze was lingering around me all time, even if he was eating or drinking.He wasn’t inspecting me at all, just eyeing me fondly as if being possessive over something he treasured. But that did made me nervous, for my intention to make an utterance of my confusions and fears.But a strong emotion hesitated me. I was at a loss, deeply, wondering if that was the right occasion to put out my questions. I could hardly place my stare at him since what happened last night. It didn’t mean that I regretted what I had done with him.I just felt…embarrassed.As if noticing the oddity in my behavior, Xavier pulled me closer and asked me with a gentle voice: “What’s wrong?”I lifted my gaze to him before swallowing down the lump in my throat. I took a deep breath and said, “I have something to confess to yo

ValerieI had stayed in this room for two days.Other than Samantha and the guards, I didn’t see anyone else coming, which I had no idea if it’s a good sign or not.Samantha had explained a bit more about the current situation of The Red Moon to me. Though she acknowledged very few about what had exactly happened, she gave me some useful clues to put together for the whole picture.She told me that Caser Murphy was never willing to hand over the crown but his physical condition had been deteriorating continuously after losing his left arm in the war. Shortly speaking, he had never been qualified for being an Alpha’s role.The Red Moon had been the greatest wolf pack across the continent for such a long time. Wolves would die for the becoming the leader of it. As upheavals grew intensively within the territory, they were in need of a new Alpha.Despite of Caser’s reluctance, he would still rather to cr