Contract With Alpha Logan

Chapter 165

Biancha POV

Chaos swirled around, making it hard for me to think clearly as I tried to grasp desperately for anything solid to anchor myself. And my stability in the tempest was Toren, who was holding me from behind, my back pressed against his chest. I was shivering, feeling panicky, feeling like a wave of anxiety crashing over me.

Toren’s chest vibrated with a menacing growl.

Why were all these people behaving madly? And what did they mean by saying that I was theirs? Their eyes were full of lust, their demeanor feral. It was as if they all wanted to pounce on me and take a flesh of me, or pin me down on the table and take chances fucking me.

“You take one step more and I’ll fucking rip your throats off!” Toren said in an animalistic voice that would have frozen the shit of a normal human, but the men in front of me were still looking at me with desire. Toren took a step back with me. From the corner of my eye, I saw my employer, James and Nina come out. They sensed the situation was going to turn nasty.

“What is going on?” James‘ voice boomed in the air. “If you don’t fucking leave now, I am going to call the police!” he shouted. “And don’t fucking mess with me!”

The homies looked at him, and then back at me, but the man who was with his girlfriend didn’t even blink an eye as he continued to stare at me. Sweat lined my skin. I saw that most men gritted their teeth. They glared at Toren as if they would tear his head off to take me from him. Nothing made sense.

Suddenly, the man stepped forward and grabbed my wrist. I yelped in fear and twisted my hand to release it from his grip. Toren practically snarled at him, and I was sure that he showed his sharp canines.

“I said, get out!” James shouted. But no one budged.

in front of us. “Come with us, girl,” a boy said. “This bastard behind you will fuck you brutally for another

shoved me behind his back, and with a feral snarl, he attacked the boy. I screamed, grabbing Toren’s shirt to stop him, but his shirt tore and came in my hand. The man lunged at me, but before I could get to him, I saw a fist flying and connecting with his jaw. The man tumbled to the ground with a groan and blood dripping down his nose. I whipped my head to see that it was Aiden. “Quick,” he shouted. “Run to the car!”

he turned his attention to the two boys who were coming for

of us looking at the bodies lying in pain around us. James looked from Toren to Aiden to me and then back

dragged me out of the door with Aiden following us. It all looked like I was transported back in time, when people would fight around me and then my father would beat me severely. I didn’t know what was my fault then, and I didn’t know what

and revved up the engine. As the car sped out of the street, I glanced at him. His knuckles had turned white out of rage as he tightened them around the wheel. “Please, where are you taking me?” I asked, shrinking away from him. “Don’t-” abuse me. Don’t beat me. “Please drop me here.” Please. The world was closing around on me. I just couldn’t handle more emotional or physical abuse.

future. Would James allow me to work back in his restobar? How will I survive now? This was my only hope left. Where would I go from here? So many thoughts swirled in my mind that a sob worked its way

for me. As soon I was out, he caught my hand and pulled me with him with Aiden following. Their gazes darted everywhere as if to see if anyone was watching us. This was a scandal in the making. I was sure that boys and that

it wasn’t. Yet guilt overwhelmed me.

against the door with his body. I stared into his eyes, not confused, but scared. He wedged his thigh between my legs, his hips pinning me to the door. He banged his

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as a command. And his Alpha aura spilled, making me wince, making me submit to him. Surprise blasted in my chest. Toren had Alpha blood. Was he an Alpha of a pack or was he the son of an Alpha?

place I work,” I said,

Because if someone tries to touch you again, I’ll bloody

my eyes once, then

me,” he

you don’t know me, so-” My mouth snapped shut, not because he let out a dangerous growl, but because he slammed his lips