Flash Marriage: Sold To The Possessive Daddy Alpha
When ordinary wolf Thalia Emerson is hit by a luxury car, she never expects the owner to be Alpha Cassian Frostclaw-ruthless heir to the most feared pack, a man whose presence alone commands obedience. Desperation drives her to accept an unthinkable deal: three years bound to him in exchange for the money that could save the only family she has left.
For nearly three years, Cassian is absent, leaving Thalia to rebuild her life, chase her dreams, and quietly count down the days to her freedom. Just when she believes the contract will end without consequence, Cassian returns-unannounced, uncompromising, and very much aware of the woman she has become.
What begins as a cold pact slowly unravels into something neither of them planned. As power collides with vulnerability and duty tangles with desire, Thalia must decide whether her heart is merely surviving. or learning to belong.
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Chapter 5
~THALIA~
I looked back and I saw Julian following me.
"Because it's already late."
"But I can book a room for you to sleep till tomorrow morning."
"Oh no, don't bother. There's still time. I'll just go home."
"But I really want to talk to you about something."
"Oh, that's not a problem. We can talk on the phone," I assured.
"I will just sit with you in the taxi. By doing that I will be able to discuss with you and also see that you get home safely."
I hesitated, then nodded. "If you insist."
Then he waved a taxi down and we both entered. I gave the driver my address and he began to drive.
"So," I asked, breaking the silence, "what did you want to talk to me about?"
"Hmm.I just want to ask you to be my girlfriend," he whispered. "I've liked you since high school," he added.
I blinked"Julian, you've always been a sweet guy back then in school and you'll definitely pass to be my boyfriend but I'm married. I had a really private wedding a few years ago when I clocked eighteen."
"Are you trying to decline without hurting me?"
"No, it's the truth."
He went silent after that. He didn't say another word until we reached my place. I waved at him as the taxi drove away, taking him back.
As soon as I alighted, I saw Aunty Jasmine standing outside. I quickly rushed over to her.
"Aunty, are you standing here because I didn't come back early?" I asked, feeling remorseful.
"Thalia, why are you back so late? I've called several times but you didn't pick up. And you even drank alcohol!Alpha Cassian will be furious." She spat those words out, her worry clear.
"But he's not around or.is he?"
My voice trailed off as I realized that he was back.
"Yes. He's back. He arrived just a few minutes after you left. He wasn't happy that he didn't meet you at the mansion."
Seeing that I was standing there in a daze, Aunty Jasmine quickly pulled me inside. "Hurry up and go meet him upstairs. I don't want you to be in trouble."
I stopped at the door. I clenched and unclenched my hands at my sides repeatedly before taking a breath and pushing the door open.
He was sitting on the sofa with laptop on his lap.
I took a nervous breath. "Welcome Alpha."
He lifted his eyes and looked at me from head to toe. I bet he was glaring at the short sleeveless gown that I wore.
"You've grown taller than since I last saw you," he remarked.
"Yes and I probably became even more beautiful," I teased to calm the stiffening atmosphere but he didn't smile.
"Did I say you could wear something like that outside?"
~ALPHA CASSIAN~
The smile from the joke she had told earlier was no longer on her face.
Her head was immediately lowered, her hair fell forward, and it covered half her face.
She stood there like a person awaiting a sentence.
I knew by the way her hands clasped together that she knew she was already in trouble.
"No. You didn't. The dress looks beautiful, that's why I wore it," she murmured.
The words grated against my nerves.
I dropped the laptop, stood up, but walked calmly, took a cigarette from the minibar, and sat back down again, not taking my eyes off her, watching her like a prey.
I took a long drag from my cigarette, and then exhaled it slowly after it filled my lungs.
The lights in the bedroom were dim, deliberately so. I wanted her to feel uncomfortable, to feel every breath she took when she was around me.
"Do you know what time it is?" I asked fiercely.
She nodded.
"You have certainly grown bold," I went on, my voice light, but with an edge to it. "Drinking, and coming home this late."
I chuckled, the sound dripping with coldness.
"Tell me, how do you think you should be punished?"
Her fingers shook by her sides.
"I don't think I deserved any punishment," she went on, her voice barely above a whisper. "It was my school reunion, and.our class governor's birthday, you know. Everyone was drinking. I only had a little, and it was fun, and I forgot the time."
She paused, then went on, her voice still very soft, "Besides, I did not know you would come home. You could have called me."
I knew what was feeding her ego. She was certainly calculating the days she had left in her head, the days she had thought she would get away from me.
Only three months remained.
My eyes narrowed ever so slightly.
If only she knew.
Those years, those months, my absence, my silence, did not count. They never had, no matter what I had told her, no matter what I had promised her, no matter what I had told her I had planned to do, I had changed my mind.
The contract had not really started back then. It had just been on hold.
Now, everything was about to start over.
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8.1
At sterlinggate university, only one rule matters:
Monsters do not belong.
Yuna never meant to become one.
After being publicly humiliated by her boyfriend , Yuna's emotions spiral out of control, she had a tough encounter with her bully, Megan, triggering a secret she was never meant to awaken. She isn't just a werewolf.
She is a kitsune.
A nine-tailed fox believed to be extinct.
A creature every wolf has been trained to hunt.
When her transformation is exposed, the university goes into lockdown. Hunters flood the campus. Silver charms are distributed. And one order is made clear:
"Kill the kitsune".
The only person willing to protect her is Noah Phillips,the star wolf of the university... and the son of the chief hunter leading the execution.
As danger closes in and her powers grow harder to control, Yuna must choose:
hide and survive, or rise and fight back.
Because if the wolves discover the truth...
They won't just kill her.
They'll start a war.
8.8
I discovered I was pregnant with twins from my marriage to Ell Steele, the ruthless CEO of the Steele Group. But he saw me as a gold-digging nobody, unworthy of his heir.
He stormed into our penthouse with his lawyer, slamming down abortion consent forms and a divorce NDA, offering five million to terminate and vanish. "You're not fit to carry my child," he spat, gripping my jaw.
I refused the abortion, signed the zero-payout divorce to keep my company insurance for my dying mom's ICU bills, but stayed on as an admin assistant. Brittany, his mistress, spilled coffee on my reports, got me demoted to the dusty sub-basement sorting old files.
She framed me for attacking her, security dragged me out, slamming me into doorframes that cramped my belly. Trapped in a sabotaged freight elevator, I nearly miscarried in the dark, gasping for air while Ell rescued me—only to find my prenatal pills and rage.
At the gala, I warned Brittany the Angel's Tears necklace—Georgina's flawed design—was cracking. She accused me of theft; Ell ordered me stripped and searched publicly. It snapped anyway, shattering the diamond, but he blamed me, firing and blacklisting me on the spot.
Beaten down, humiliated, body aching from their cruelty—how could my husband, who I once loved, destroy me without a shred of doubt? What made him so blind to my pain?
Dragged from our home in the rain, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up. The butler bowed: "Madame Aura, your suite awaits." As Ell watched from his Maybach, I initiated the hostile takeover—time to bankrupt them all.
8.0
My abusive step-family isolated me completely, holding my mother's medical funds hostage to control my every move.
Yesterday, they finalized my sale.
"You will marry Rudy Petrov next month. He is fifty, wealthy, and willing to overlook your lack of pedigree."
Pushed to the absolute edge, I did the insane. I posted an ad online offering my life savings of $50,000 for a contract husband. A stranger named Brennan agreed.
But my family wouldn't let me go. They forced me back for a dinner by threatening my mother's life-saving prescriptions.
At the table, they relentlessly mocked my new "poor IT guy" husband and intentionally burned my hand with boiling tea.
Worse, the housekeeper locked me in a guest room and forced drugs down my throat so Rudy could come in and assault me.
I lay there paralyzed on the floor, bleeding from Rudy's slap, utterly terrified. I couldn't understand why my own family would throw me to the wolves, and I felt a crushing guilt for dragging an innocent, ordinary guy into my nightmare.
Until a pitch-black Maybach smashed through the estate's wrought-iron gates at eighty miles an hour.
My "poor" husband kicked the solid oak doors off their hinges, beat Rudy half to death, and carried me out into the rain.
I didn't know it yet, but the ordinary man I hired to save me was a ruthless billionaire, and he was about to erase my family's entire empire by morning.
7.6
I was once the untouchable heiress to the Schroeder empire, until a corporate fraud conviction stripped away my life and threw me into federal prison for five brutal years.
On the day of my release, I stepped out into the freezing rain only to realize I had been utterly abandoned by everyone I loved.
My family sent no one. My former best friends blocked my number, and high-society women took photos of my shivering, pathetic state for laughs. To survive, I made a desperate deal to act as the fake fiancée of Kayden Washington, a ruthless, disgraced billionaire fighting his own blood. But the moment we joined forces, the nightmare escalated. Our safehouse was ransacked, we were hunted by tactical hitmen in the dark, and my adoptive brother stole my dead mother's diary just to bribe me into leaving New York forever. Worse, the digital trail of my framing traced back to a top-tier operative manipulating both our families from the shadows.
I didn't understand why my own family had sacrificed me like a worthless pawn to ignite a massive, invisible war. What dark secret was I actually taking the fall for?
Just as Kayden and I prepared to burn both empires to the ground, a mysterious courier dropped a package at my door. Inside rested the Schroeder Patriarch's solid gold ring—the ultimate symbol of absolute power—sent directly to me, the disgraced exile.
"They took your past, but I will give you the power to forge a new future."
The game hadn't just changed. The board had been flipped, and I was going back to take the throne.
9.2
I got pregnant from a one-night-stand.
I wasn't going to tell the father...
Until I walked into the office and found out he's my new boss.
Here's some advice: Don't sleep with your boss.
Here's some more: Don't sleep with your married boss.
And while I'm at it: Don't sleep with your married, dangerous, billionaire, completely-incapable-of-feeling boss, because all he's going to do is break your heart and your body and leave you to cry in the ashes.
But I've never been good at taking my own advice.
In my defense, I didn't know that Nikolai Zhukova was any of those things when we met.
I just thought he was the gray-eyed sinner in first class.
And when I started having a panic attack at the sudden turbulence, I thought he was the kind soul calming me down.
But Nikolai is the farthest thing from kind.
He's cruel, he's powerful, he's arrogant.
And now, according to the test in my hand...
He's the father of my baby.
9.5
I was forced to sign my life away to Jaxson Wilson, a ruthless Wall Street predator, just to save my family's failing company.
But the moment the ink dried on our marriage certificate, my family showed their true colors.
My cousin tried to physically attack me out of pure jealousy, and my grandfather weaponized my dead parents' tragic accident just to ensure my absolute obedience.
Suffering a severe panic attack, I packed my bags and fled the toxic estate.
I expected to be tossed into a cold, empty penthouse by my new billionaire husband. After all, this was just a corporate merger, and I was nothing but a tool to stabilize his stock.
Yet, everything Jaxson did completely shattered my expectations.
He didn't neglect me. He personally designed a breathtaking mansion tailored to my habits.
When I cooked cheap pasta in the middle of the night, the billionaire CEO rolled up his sleeves to wash my dishes.
When a speeding truck nearly hit me, he risked his own life to pull me back, his eyes dark with a terrifying, raw panic.
I couldn't understand it. Why was this cold, untouchable man treating a fake, transactional wife with such intense, suffocating protection?
"It doesn't matter if my family likes you. You married me. Not them."
Looking at the multi-million dollar diamonds he had just fastened around my neck, my fear finally evaporated.
If my family wanted to throw me to the wolves, I would gladly become the alpha's wife and make them regret it.