The Comfort of Pain
Beth
No one is selling me.
At least, that’s what I thought when I decided to run away.
I just couldn’t spend one more second in that violent house. Especially not after finding out that my father planned to trade me to a neighboring pack. He said I was a burden and getting too old. So I gathered my pride and left in the middle of the night.
But now I’m locked in a cage anyway, waiting for a pack of vicious alphas to place their offer.
I simply didn’t think the black market was real. But after being hunted and snatched, I’m going to be sold off anyway. I guess life really is cruel, but not as cruel as I plan on being to the alphas determined to take me as their mate. I’m not some overly trained wallflower waiting for my prince to sweep me off my feet.
I’m a Northern Omega, born and bred in violent lands, and I’m ready to do what it takes to win my freedom back.
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