Sold To The Ruthless Alpha

My father sold me to a billionaire for fifty million dollars, but he didn’t know he was handing me straight to the most ruthless Alpha werewolf in existence. He didn’t hesitate. I stood in the living room as he signed the contract, treating me like merchandise. No suitcase. No farewell. Just a completed transaction. I was shoved into a black luxury car and driven deep into a towering, watchful forest. I expected a cold, old CEO. Instead, the doors opened to Alpha Kael Draven. He stood at the top of the marble staircase, broad-shouldered and dangerously handsome. His eyes weren't human. They were liquid silver. The guards lining the hall lowered their heads in absolute terror. He walked toward me slowly, studying me like a predator inspecting his prey. "You understand why you are here," he said, his voice a low rumble. "You are my bride." He stepped too close. The air around him felt thick, electric, almost alive. Then he inhaled. Slowly. His entire body went still. A suppressed growl vibrated in his chest. When his fingers brushed the skin of my neck, a sharp pulse of energy shot through me. Above us, the massive crystal chandelier trembled violently, crystals shattering against the marble floor. Kael’s silver eyes darkened into something lethal. He grabbed my wrist, pulling me toward the moonlight. A glowing crescent mark was burning into my skin. "You smell human," he whispered, his voice dropping into a dangerous, possessive growl. "But humans cannot trigger a mate mark." He trapped me against the pillar, his massive frame caging me in. "What exactly are you?" If Kael Draven was right, my parents hadn’t just sold me for money. They had delivered me to a supernatural world that had been hunting me all along. And now… the most dangerous Alpha in the city had just claimed me as his.