Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter 72

Fiona carefully picked Adrianna up, cradling her in her arms. She spotted a small closet nearby and hurried inside, laying her friend down gently. "Stay here," she whispered, making sure Adrianna was hidden from view. She barricaded the door with a heavy crate, her heart pounding in her chest as the chaos outside intensified.

She listened intently as the growls and shouts of the werewolves echoing in the halls. Just as she thought she might have a moment of reprieve, the ground shook violently beneath her, and a wall nearby collapsed with a thunderous crash. Dust and debris filled the air as Fiona stumbled back, instinctively closing the closet door to shield Adrianna from the chaos.

"Get ready," she muttered to herself, adrenaline surging as she prepared to confront whatever threat might emerge. She turned, bracing herself against the wall as she faced the opening wheir the wall had fallen.

From the dust and rubble, a tall, shirtless man enserged. His body was covered in tattoos, and his eyes glowed an eerie red, scanning the room as if searching for something. Instead of attacking, he simply stopped and stared at Fiona, his gaze piercing through the dust.

Fiona tightened her grip on her dagger, refusing to lower her guard. The man didn't seem to be a werewolf, but something about him sent a chill down her spine. "Who are you?" she demanded, her voice steady despite the fear coursing through her

The man's lips curled into an unsettling smile. "I finally found you," he said, taking a step closer.

Fiona's heart raced. "What are you talking about?" she asked, keeping her distance, her instincts screaming at her to be ready for a fight. "Don't you dare move!" She held the knife towards him.

The man laughed softly, taunting her. "You really don't remember me? Not at all! Hmmm why does that sound a little insulting?" he shook his head. "Ah. It doesn't matter. The important thing is that I've finally found you." He stepped closer, his demeanor relaxed, as if he had all the time in the world

Fiona frowned, confusion swirling in her mind. She didn't have time to figure out who he was. As he continued to advance, she took it as her cue. She gritted her teeth as she hinged at him, a dagger aimed for his chest.

pain radiating through her body, but she quickly regained her footing. She was not going to give up. "You're going

retaliated, aiming kick at his midsection, but he caught her foot and twisted, sending her sprawling to the ground. She scrambled to gel back up, bun he was already upon her, landing a quick jabs at her ribs that made her cry

your skills," he said, shaking his head as if

but she pushed it aside. She couldn't afford to lose focus. Gritting her teeth, she charged at him again, determined to fight back. "What the

man simply laughed, stepping and effortlessly, "Don't bother. You're done fighting," he

with me

way. Fint and thei

man hissed, irritation flashing across his features as he took a step back, eyes darting between Fiona and the newcomers. "You're not supposed to be here" he growled, advancing slightly toward her. This time the man finally showed signs that he was going to take things seriously. But Elijah Wat faster. He charged forward, kicking the man hard in the chest, sending him stumbling back "Get

moving to position himself between

here?" he demanded, eyes narrowed as

eyes narrowing anger. "You shoulda't have come, but now it'll be even more fun to

to lane off

on his face. "Are you alright?"

nodded, though exhaustions weighed heavily on her. "Tin

arms, lifting her effortlessly as if she were a princess.

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Chapter 72