All Chapters of Sold To My Alpha Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sophia's POVThis place was bloody worse than hell. The stairway was dark, and even with my wolf vision, I could barely make out the outline of the man that pulled me harshly by the handcuffs bound on my wrists. They were tight, tighter than the last time. Alpha Jordan claimed it was for me to never make a run for it again. That, and a hard slap that nearly knocked out my teeth."Walk faster, you bag of bones!" The guard yelled at me, yanking the chains forward and causing me to miss a step. He hissed in annoyance as I straightened up, before pulling me one last time in the direction of the door I knew stood somewhere in front of us. Sharply he pulled the said door open to the familiar room that reeked of a disgusting mix of sweat, cigarettes and sex.I blinked rapidly, struggling to adapt to the sudden light intensity that travelled through the large room. Fluttering them open at the loud music that grew even louder, the room clearly came to view. It was what must have been a once ru

Darien's POV To say I was pissed was an understatement. I was shocked and irritated by her guts. What did she take me for? A mere, useless omega like her was talking back at me? She was fucking talking back! She wasn't loud, but Xavier, my wolf, could hear her clearly. And if I was upset, he was furious. Nobody dared disrespect me or him.I thought she was as much a weakling as all of the girls that Jordan had brought to all his parties. They were irritating as hell, but this one? I couldn't even begin to describe my displeasure with her guts and unwavering empty stare. It wasn't enough that she didn't have a fucking leash on her tongue, she was conventionally ugly. She wasn't particularly beautiful, just long, curly hair covering her face. She really even looked like a few areas of skin covering brittle bones, yet she talked back at me?Not in this lifetime, I smirked to myself and relaxed into the backrest of the couch. Not to Darien Grey. The hell I'd be insulted by this weak foo

Darien's POVAll the anger I had been feeling earlier resurfaced as I made my way through the large hall and through the entrance that would lead me to my father's office. The rage in my chest threatened to burst out, but I was saving it till I was face-to-face with the main cause of my problem; none other than Mr Benedict fucking Gray. Contrary to public belief, my father and I were neither inseparable nor best buddies. That was only what he wanted them to believe because he wanted the family name to be untainted. The image of the perfect family was a priority he loved to uphold.As a matter of fact, my father was more invested in his image within the human world than in our own werewolf community. Sometimes it pissed me off when he acted like those entitled, puny humans. This was not to say he was not a good Alpha. He was, but it just seemed like he preferred to be here. He fed on the power, like a drug.That explained why he loved to throw unnecessary lavish parties every once in

Sophia's POV"Who's there?!" I continued to yell, banging even harder on the door. I had jolted awake with an overwhelming headache and a temporary loss of vision. It took me a few minutes to recover enough to realise that I had no idea where I was. The events of the last few hours were all jumbled up in a large mess that I could not even decipher it. I didn't even know if it was still the same day. When my vision finally returned, I cast a glance around the room I was in. I had not realized till now that I was laying in a large, soft bed. I took in the rest of the room, and my jaw dropped slowly as I progressed. I was laying in the most exquisite room I had ever seen in my life. I had only ever seen rooms like this on television. It was a large bedroom painted and decorated with a light mauve shade. Aside from the curtains, bedcovers and bedside lamp–which were in the same mauve shade–everything else in the room was pure white. The tiles on the floor, the furniture, and the closet

Sophia's POVI was frozen at a spot. Even if I tried to make any move, I'd have been unable to at that moment. I took a deep but shaky breath, trying to figure out if I'd heard right. I could recognize Alpha Jordan's voice anywhere after months of being around him, so I was certain he was the one on the phone. I stared at the man across the table from me; Darien. Everything I was hearing was news to me. I had no idea why he decided to return me, but it was a huge relief. I wondered briefly why he had changed his mind about me, but my curiosity didn't care enough to start overthinking it.As if that wasn't enough, Alpha Jordan jumped right in with another one. "I decided I'll just let her go and pick up that fucking idiotic stepfather of hers." Those were his exact words. For a moment my breath ceased. It felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice all over my head. My hands shook uncontrollably, and for the first time in a long time, hope struck deep inside me. He was going to le