Sera_b17

Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder.

She was wrong. The worst was yet to come.

She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. 

The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were nearly extinct, rare, coveted, and vital. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, ensuring the survival and strength of the next generation.

She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. 

The hatred was mutual. So what now?

Eira made a silent vow. She would make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they would taste it all.

But the Alphas had plans of their own. They would use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they would kill her.

But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else?

Was it too late to regret?

Sold To The Alphas I Hate

"Tarantula bites," Liam informed me as I stared at the wounds. "They're all over her body."

My fists clenched. We all knew how terrified she was of spiders, and yet...

No wonder she had lost her mind. No wonder she was terrified of even the air around her.

My gaze shifted to her bandaged toes, and I understood what that meant.

I knew all too well how brutal Jason's torture methods could be. For someone as fragile as her, it must have broken her completely. Her spirit... shattered.

I exhaled slowly through my mouth, trying to calm the tight, suffocating pressure in my chest. It felt like I couldn't breathe. Tears burned at the corners of my eyes, but I forced them back.

"Roman, you can chill. She's fine," I heard Lucian say casually.

"Don't fall for her pity act like in the past," Jason added.

What Proof Do You Have?