Auctioned To The Alpha King

I was dragged out half-naked from the Pack’s prison after three years and forced to stand before a crowd of Alphas like a prize to be sold. Their eyes burned with hunger as they bid for me, each of them eager to claim me as a plaything and breeder. My uncle, Marcus, Alpha of Ironclaw pack, watched with a smile as the bidding price climbed higher. To him, I was nothing but profit. Just when the gravel is to be hit, someone in the room raised their card, offering an impossibly high price. And it turned out to be Xavier Blackthorn. The feared Alpha of Bloodthorn and the king of all Alphas. Coincidentally the same man who ordered my father’s death three years ago and caused me to be demoted to an omega. Marcus struck the gravel without hesitation, sealing my fate. Sold. Please add to collection and vote to encourage. Reviews will also be appreciated.