Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

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"I can explain." Fiona's voice trembled as she spoke, the words rushing out the moment Elijah returned to his human form. She could barely meet his gaze, the guilt weighing heavily on her.

Elijah's piercing eyes softened slightly as he looked at her, but he said nothing, waiting for her to continue as he found a piece of cloth to wrap around his torso.

"I didn't mean to hide it. Fiona stammered, her hands trembling. "Tut if my family knew about my ability, they would never have let me go. They would have kept me trapped in the pack, using me for their own purposes. Zach... he wouldn't have allowed me to leave either. I would have been stuck there forever."

Her voice cracked as she continued, tears welling up in her eyes "All I wanted was to escape, to find a way out. I didn't mean to use you. Elijah. Tim so sorry...

Elijah stepped forward and gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her mid-sentence. "Fiona, stop crying," he said softly, his tone surprisingly calm. "You don't need to apologize

Fiona sniffled, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. She looked up at him, confused. "You're not... surprised?" she asked hesitantly. "I-" she stuttered.

Elijah's expression remained steady. "Surprised" Elijah's brows furrowed. "You did what you did to survive

She blinked, unable to process his words. Seeing her reaction, he added, "It was you who saved me besides, it was me who exposed you to danger."

""You mean...

*Since the Rite of Kings started, the attempt on my life doubled, he casually shrugged before taking a step back. Then he rummaged one of the cabinets in the room and found a bottle of wine. He opened it, gave it a whiff before drinking it from the bottle. "From poison to using snipers. And now, sending rogues and potent poison claws. Again, he took another sip.

It is I who should apologize for dragging you into this, for dragging you into my world," he added.

"It

lips. However, just before she could say another word, the door burst open,

his voice taut with urgency. The rogues have been dealt

instantly commanding, the softness from moments ago replaced with the authority

the remaining rogues, but not without cost. Most of our men are wounded, and I discovered that the rogues were using poison on their claws-similar to what was used on you. We

Regor's words. The severity of the situation settled

her tears, forcing herself to focus. She opened her mouth, wanting to tell Regor that he could heal the others. But Thjah held her hand, turned to her, and

"We cannot stay

a

blinked but quickly nodded. It seemed that Elijah wanted her to keep her

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leave as soon as we

are ready,"

quickly put on a new piece of clothing and held Fiona's

and Fiona settled in the back. The vehicle moved swiftly along the dark, winding road, the

from the next pack's territory," Regor reported. "Once we reach them, we should be safer. They're

if they were drugged, not fully aware of what they were doing. This wasn't a random

was overwhelming. She had thought escaping her pack was the hardest part, but now she was thrust into a world far more dangerous than she had imagined. The politics, the betrayals, the constant threat of death-it was

T'm sorry," he said quietly, his voice tinged with regret. "I