Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

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Fiona stepped into the room, immediately struck by its elegant yet inviting warmth. The walls were painted in soft beige. tones, and the furnishings complemented the color scheme with rich, earthy accents.

A large princess bed dominated the space, draped with light, sheer canopies that added a touch of romance. The bed itself looked incredibly comfortable, with plush pillows and a thick, luxurious comforter that practically invited her to sink into it

The room was well-lit, not by harsh lights, but by a soft, golden glow that emanated from ornate sconces on the walls. It felt like a perfect blend of royalty and house, making her feel safe and welcomed. "This is where you will be staying" Elijah said, his voice breaking through her thoughts.

"P" Fiona asked, turning to him. She noted the word 'you' "Alone" she asked.

An amused smile played on his lips. "It's adjoining mine." he said, gesturing to the door on the other side of the room. "You can come to me if you need anything."

Fiona glanced at the adjoining door, a mix of relief and anxiety seuling in. Before she could say anything. Elijah added, his tone slightly teasing. "Unless, of course, you'd prefer we stay in the same room."

Fiona's eyes widened slightly, and she quickly shook her head, feeling a blush creep up her neck. She recalled their earlier conversation about the ceremonies that needed to be completed before the official marking. Elijah had explained that these were not just formalities but acts of respect for his father, the King. As he spoke, he gently touched her face, his fingers brushing her cheek, reassuring her that the marking would happen before the next full moon

The memory of his touch made her heart flutter. The warmth of his hand on her face left a lingering heat. Elijah stepped closer, his gaze intense and filled with a desire that matched the pounding of her heart. Fiona felt her breath catch as he leaned in, his lips brushing hers in a kiss. She could still taste the lingering taste of the wine that they had earlier just from that very small interaction

hair as their bodies pressed together, the heat

sudden knock on the door interrupted them. Fiona pulled back, breathless, her pulse racing as they

Regor announced. His expression remained neutral, but there was a slight tension in his tone

that had been building between

and reassuring. He leaned in, pressing a quick, final kiss to her lips before turning back to Regor. "Tell them

wwww

and left

there something I can do?" Fiona

expected this," Elijah said. "Rio must

"I thought Rio is"

is the son of an elder, his loyalty will always be to the crown

her lips. "I didn't mean to bring

father."

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lifted an eyebrow before he

been very exhausted. All that wine and kissing cally made her crave rest. She could feel her eyes closing anytime now. "Of course," he answered before he leaned forward and captured her lips again. "I will be seeing you tomorrow." He started! walking but stopped. "Ah," he turned to her. "The room has been enchanted. This room and mine are the safest parts of this place She smiled at

lay down on the plush bed, sinking into the comfort of the thick comforter and soft pillows. The bed was as inviting as it looked, and she felt her body finally start to relax. A sense of satisfaction washed over her; she was still alive, still here, despite everything But as she stared up at the canopy, her thoughts drifted back to her father and her family. Could Elijah really be right?

to include being hunted by her own family. The thought weighed heavily on her. adding to the exhaustion that was already pressing