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

in his hair as their bodies

knock on the door interrupted them. Fiona pulled back, breathless, her pulse racing as they turned to see Regor standing in the doorway, looking as composed as ever despite

your mother, Queen Luna, is here to see you, Regor announced. His expression remained neutral, but there was

had been building between

take care of this," he said softly, his voice low and reassuring. He leaned in, pressing a quick, final kiss to her lips before turning back to Regor. "Tell them I'll

wwww

nodded and left

something I can do?" Fiona

Elijah said. "Rio must have immediately

"I thought Rio is"

elder, his loyalty will always be to the crown he

didn't mean to bring you

father."

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eyebrow before he smiled.

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

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? Would her father truly go to such lengths to kill her just because she left the pack? The idea seemed absurd, yet a part of her knew it was possible. After all, she knew no Rosenthals outside the

The thought weighed heavily on her. adding