All Chapters of Sold To The Lycan Devil Triplets : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Anastasia's pov "In conclusion, she would be sold at $ 250,000$ as a Breeder for the Lycan Triplets." I felt all the blood in my face drain as I read the contract papers over and over again in my head until I grew sick with fear and disgust. The words seemed to blur before my eyes as my mind struggled to process the magnitude of what I had just read, my thoughts racing. Right there where I was supposed to sign, my father's signature was already sitting on it neatly. "No." Mustering all the willpower, I faced the Alpha and his family as I said, not flinching under their hard, cold glares. "I'm not doing It." "You don't have a choice in this. You never did." The Alpha's face was full of scorn and wrinkled lines as he frowned at me, ignoring the look of horror on my face. "The arrangements have already been made before the agreement." I could feel my heart pounding hard against my chest, my vision glazed over and the papers dropped from my hands. I had been sold to the Lycan T

Anastasia's pov I bit my lip, watching with widened eyes as he grabbed my wrists and pulled me to his chest. My face was so close to his now, I could see the smirk growing at the edge of his lips as he looked into my eyes, like he was searching for something. "Follow me." His expression was suddenly replaced by the same, forlorn cold one from earlier as he left me and started walking out of the room. I could feel my heartbeat racing to ring in my ears as I composed myself, aware of how my whole body trembled and my whole being was intoxicated with the scent of him. His strides were long, but soon enough, I was able to catch up with him just as he disappeared into a room and I followed, grunting as I pushed the large doors before I walked in to see... The Lycan Triplets. Standing before then now, my whole being froze at the sight of them, sitting behind their large table, their eyes, piercing and cold staring right into my soul. Damien. He was the eldest of the Triple

Anastasia's pov I was shaken in tears and shame from what I had just gone through, but Dante was towering over me now as my teary eyes read through the contents of the contract, and I knew he had only come to my room for one purpose and It as to get the contract signed. We're the Lycan Triplets so repulsed by my body that they couldn't even bear to stand the sight of me anymore? I'm in disbelief, I read the contract; Contract for Anastasia Elyon This agreement is between Anastasia Elyon (Contractee) and the Lycan Triplets, Damien, Draven, and Darius Valerian (Contractors). The Contractee, • Agrees to be bound by the terms of this Contract for one year, commencing upon the signing of this agreement. • Shall provide intimacy to the Contractors during the contract period. The Contractors shall have the right to request and engage in intimate activities with the Contractee at their discretion, with the understanding that consent and mutual respect shall always be upheld no matte

Draven's pov I stood there, watching as a slow lazy smile spread across her face before she finally turned towards me. I was already standing right behind her at the edge of the bed, a furrowed brow on my face as I frowned deeply at her. Vixen was troubled when it came to telling her what to do. Considering her father was a respectable Alpha King of a well-to-do influential pack, she had pride. And she was my concubine. My Second concubine but she was my favorite. She had this fire in her that would never be subdued unless you challenged her head-on. "Come on, are you seriously going to choose her over me? You know you're mine on Thursdays and Fridays. Will that all change because of her." The word 'her' leaving her lips was venomous and hateful. "I don't wish to be disturbed tonight Vixen." I sign as she reaches up on her toes to curl her arms around my neck, drawing in closer. She had on a see-through Satin nightgown that hugged her curves perfectly and exposed her cleavage

In an absolute state of shock and a state of pain, I tried to understand the fatal scenario which just played out as Lizzy and Estella kept on apologizing on MY behalf. It felt like a lightning spear came brushing down my face, with immense speed. I could feel the handprints while just feeling through. It felt like a very annoying bee sting. I wished to ask questions and throw exclamatory and harsh claims on the bastard but those burdens couldn't get through my mouth which was shut. I was perplexed and disturbed, everything around me felt confusing. Nothing to say or add to that embarrassing moment as my heart kept racing and minor surges of anger inflicted me like a cancer. She didn't look like she cared if the hot tea scalded me, I knew this from the hatred in her eyes as she was staring at me. I didn't know her name but I knew that now wasn't the right time to ask for it because the situation was extremely tense. Now the thing that blew me off was the fact that after I got my face