Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter

9

Elijah's lips hovered just inches from hers. She could feel his breath fanning against her cheek as she closed her eyes. Fiona could feel her pulse quicken. How was he able to convince her to lo this? She wondered inwardly. However, the kiss she expected never came Before she could respond to his challenge about the kiss, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Hearing the knock, it was as if a bolt of lightning hit Fiona. She straightened her hack and composed herself as she watched Regor walked inside the room, his expression grim.

"Your Highness, there's a situation downstairs. The Alpha and Luma have requested your immediate presence, and they insist that Lady Fiona accompany you," Regor said.

Elijah's gaze darkened as he pulled back, the playful glint in his eyes was immediately replaced by a cold glint. "What's happened?" he asked. Despite the change in his expression, his voice remained calm.

Regor hesitated, glancing at Fiona before continuing. "It's about Miss Carrie. The healers have reported a sudden worsening of her condition. There are whispers among the pack... some are saying that Lady Fiona had a hand in it."

Fiona felt her heart plummet. Her worst fears were coming true She could already feel the pack turning against her. Whoever was responsible for this scheme must have really wanted to stop her from leaving this place.

Elijah's expression remained unreadable as he turned to Fiona Let's go," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

As they descended to the main hall, Fiona couldn't stop her heart from beating even faster. If the pack truly believed she had harmed Carrie, they would never let her leave with Elijah. They would demand justice, and in their eyes, justice could mean her death. To her surprise, Elijah suddenly stopped walking and looked at her. "I can hear your heartbeat, he uttered.

Cara pressed her lips together. Was this his way of telling her to calm down?

Just as she expected, he quickly added. "I am here. There is no need to worry."

outright hostility. Zach stood at the center, his face a mask of fury, while Alpha Cris and Luna Kimberly looked on with barely concealed contempt. "Why was I not informed that everyone

the baby is at risk. It's too convenient that this happened right after Fiona's little stunt," he spat, his voice dripping

said, her voice trembling despite her efforts to stay calm. Then she suddenly felt Elijah's hand on hers. "I

his voice cold and authoritative. "You are a member of the Rosenthal Family, Fiona Is it possible you used your abilities to harm rather than heal?" Fiona felt her

the heir of the Rosenthal Family in this generation and accepted it. However, they have

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months ago, she was able to keep it a secret from everyone else. And she planned to keep it a secret or she would never be able

they would find out the truth about her abilities. She couldn't let that happen. She couldn't stay in this pack, where they would use her just like they tried to use

had to think of

stepped protectively in front of Fiona "Are you trying to undermine my authority little one!?" he said,

Highness... this is a matter of life and death. I would appreciate it if we follow the rules of the werewolves and

was using Elijah's words against him. Now, he is demanding

for them to act as witnesses!

intimidated by the Alpha. Instead, he took a step forward and directly met Alpha Cris's eyes. "Are you going to imprison me.. Alpha Cris of the Crimson Howler

pack. She can still be considered a member of the Crimson Howler Pack. This means that the

remained locked on Alpha Cris, the tension in the room thickening with every passing second. Fiona could barely breathe, her heart pounding so loudly she was certain everyone

eyes narrowed as he regarded Elijah, the challenge in the Prince's words was clear for everyone to hear. The room was silent, everyone waiting for the Alpha's next move. It was clear that the pack leader had not expected such a direct confrontation "Your Highness," Alpha Cris began, his voice measured but tinged with irritation. "This is not about

his voice cutting through the Alpha's words like a knife. "Enough." His tone was firm, leaving no room for further debate. "This is not a matter of pack politics, Alpha Cris. This is about saving

Alpha Cris s'expression