Contract With Alpha Logan

Chapter 17

Kylie POV

A knock on the door pulled me from my reverie. I whirled when the door cracked open and I saw Alpha Logan. He stood at the door, his eyes intensely focused on me. He was holding a folder on the side.

My checks heated under his intense stare. “Alpha Logan,” I said. “I’m ready.”

“And you look beautiful,” he breathed as he scanned my b*dy with his heated gaze.

I took a ragged breath in, not knowing why his compliment affected me so much. “Thanks.”

He came inside and handed me the document. “I’ve signed the contract, and here’s your copy.”

I took it from him with shaky hands. The weight of the papers felt like partial freedom. “Thanks again.” I walked to the writing desk, where I pulled out a drawer and kept the contract.

He offered me his arm when we made our way to the driveway. Everyone watched us with curiosity in their eyes. I couldn’t help but fidget. An SUV was standing with a chauffeur in the driveway. “I’ll be driving today!” Alpha Logan said to the chauffeur, whose eyes went wide in surprise. He bowed to Alpha Logan and gave the keys to him. Alpha Logan opened the passenger side door for me. When I sat in, he gently closed it before rushing to the driver’s side. We hit the main road in less than five minutes.

are we

make your stay valid,” he

stole glances at him every time I could. I observed the way his muscles tensed and relaxed with every movement. As we ventured further into the pack’s territory, I couldn’t help but feel a

reaching towards the sky like guardians of their secrets. “This was the place where my ancestors held important pack meetings,” he explained. “But now we have built an office where all the pack activities take place.” He turned towards me and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, making my cheek

“I’d love to

am okay with whatever you propose,” he replied, his eyes fixed

even heard about the project,”

your capabilities.” My m*uth dropped as my eyes snapped to his. He brought his fingers beneath my chin and pinched it lightly, tipping my head up. “Why are you low on confidence, Kylie?” he said, with a hint of a sparkle in

a loss for words to express my gratitude because I had never heard Graham praise me like that before. Blinking away tears from my eyes, I nodded. How

me to the training grounds, which was a sprawling clearing. “Our advanced pack warriors hone their combat skills here under the watchful eye of my

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young wolves who have

trained in the confines of the pack house. I train them every

to show the pack’s training grounds,

the pack’s territory, where we came across a bubbling stream. He parked the SUV a few meters away from it. Holding my hand, he brought me close to the stream. Its crystal–clear waters reflected the dappled moonlight filtering through the dense canopy above. “During the hot summers, after the training or pack runs, the wolves come here to quench their thirst and bathe. They play, they howl and they have fun with each other. My great–grandfather initiated this tradition because he believed that engaging in such activities fosters a strong sense

exist in our pack. “But your pack has a lot of members,” I remarked.

he

crease of discontentment appeared on his forehead and he pulled me back. This time, he cupped my ch**k with one hand and curled his arm around my waist, pressing me against his b*dy. His contact rocked