AngelLily

[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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NIX raised an eyebrow.

"Don't look at me. I'm not Valeric."

"But I came all the way here from home," Diego continued. "I expected a hug from you, Valeric. Do you know how scary it feels to live close to that old man?"

They all settled down, and Valeric sat down on his office chair, his suit jacket hung on the coat hanger close to the window.

"I did ask you to live with me, didn't I?" Nix said it with a hint of scorn in his tone.

"Why would I live with you? I don't like you, you're too stingy," Diego said, turning his attention to Valeric. "But if Val asked me to, I would agree. He's not stingy like you!"

Nix's eye twitched. "If I'm stingy, the word shouldn't exist anymore. Idiot!"

"Talk to yourself." The younger man scoffed, and as if he had a split personality, his violet eyes dimmed, and he looked at Valeric. "I heard you got married, Val."

No One Can Hurt Her