Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

Hours had passed since that conversation, but Kariana's warning still echoed in Fiona's mind. This place was even more dangerous than she had initially thought.

Unfortunately, her options were limited: stay here or risk being outside, where her family could easily end her life. Besides, she wanted to find out more about her family and the reason why they wanted to kill everyone who left the pack and the

clan

Fiona sighed as she settled into her room, having just finished dinner and seeking a moment of rest.

Fiona sat quietly in her small quarters, the room barely furnished but functional. The bed was simple, with a thin mattress and a rough blanket, and the walls were so thin she could hear faint movements from the adjacent room. A plain wooden drawer stood beside the bed, the only space where she could store her belongings. Above it, a small hook was mounted on the wall, useful for hanging her bag or a coat.

A thin divider separated from the next the room, providing little privacy, but it was better than nothing. The air inside felt cold, and the lack of windows made it feel even more enclosed. Fiona looked around, noting how bare and utilitarian the space was. It wasn't much, but for now, it was enough.

She tried to focus on organizing her few belongings, placing her medical supplies neatly in the drawer. The sound of soft footsteps approached from outside the room, likely one of the other healers coming to start their shift. Fiona sighed, pushing aside her growing apprehension.

Her life had changed so drastically in such a short time, and she wasn't sure what to expect next.

A soft knock on the door interrupted her. Fiona opened it to find a tall man standing in front of her. He had a striking appearance, with dark hair that was neatly trimmed and eyes the color of amber that gleamed in the dim light of the hallway. His strong jawline and broad shoulders gave him an air of confidence, and something about his calm, collected demeanor immediately caught her attention. If she was right, this man would be her partner moving forward.

He was dressed in the simple attire of a healer-a sky-blue shirt paired with matching pants-that reminded her of the scrubs worn by doctors in the outside world. She knew from earlier that her clothing was different because she was new. Fiona quickly concluded that those wearing the sky-blue outfits had a higher ranking than her.

in to assist. This system was carefully designed to guarantee that the primary healer always had a backup in critical situations. After completing a 24-hour cycle, the

still taking in his appearance. "Yes, I'm Fiona,"

anything else, Kariana appeared behind the man, her usual smirk in place. "Ah, I see you've met Cillian," she said, stepping forward to formally introduce them. "Fiona, this is Cillian Delucas. He's one of the senior healers here, and he'll be your

"Nice to meet you. I've heard a bit about you." He held out his hand and

shrugged. "Word travels

to disappoint," he said with a touch of humor in his tone as he waited for her

"I look forward to working with you,"

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hallway, cutting the conversation short. Fiona's eyes darted

everyone reacted immediately. Cillian and Kariana quickly bowed, and Fiona followed suit, her heart pounding in her chest. Elijah's presence was commanding, his expression unreadable as he glanced

nods before turning to leave. Fiona was

you," he said, his gaze fixed on

such a dangerous place. His enemies couldn't know about her, not yet. So why was he here, making

before turning to face him. "Do you want to talk in private?" she asked, her voice soft but