Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter 99

into the shadows

Soon enough, they reached a narrow path leading toward the forest. The woman motioned for Fiona to keep moving, the blade hidden beneath her cloak. The trees loomed ahead, their dense foliage offering both cover and danger. Fiona's heart pounded as they stepped "Keep going," the woman ordered, her voice low. "No tricks

As they moved further from the village. Fiona suddenly stumbled, her hand brushing against a low-hanging branch. She stopped briefly, feigning a struggle to regain her balance.

"What are you doing?" the woman snapped, stepping closer.

"Etripped," Fiona said, her voice even, though her hand had already left a subile mark on the branch-a small ribbon from her sleeve, tied in quick knot. It was barely noticeable but enough for Elijah, if he followed, to recognize it as a sign. "Move" the woman barked, jabising Fiona lightly in the back with the blade.

Fiona complied her mind calculating every steps. She needed to bide her time until she found an opening to fight back. However, just as she thought this couldn't get any more complicated, a loual hund suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

She frowned, her senses immediately on alert

"Ignore that!" the woman hissed

"Rogues!" Fiona uttered.

"I said-ignore-"

Another loud howl interrupted the woman.

pigs!" the woman

Fiona's senses sharpened, her eyes scanning the trees. She caught a fairi whiff of sulfur mixed with the unmistakable stench of unwashed bodies and decay. Her stomach twisted-rogues. The howls multiplied. overlapping like an eerie symphony of predators closing

as they disappeared into the underbrush. Fiona tensed, her pulse quickening as she realized the village was under attack-on broad daylight Clearly, this was nothing but a distraction so they could take her

and stupid. Were they planning to have

hissed a curse, tightening her grip on Fiona's

emerged from the shadows ahead. He was tall and imposing his chest bare and covered in intricate markings that serined to glow faintly under the dappled light. His tattoos were dark, jagged symbols that snaked across his muscular tono and down his arms. Long black hair fell in wild waves around his face, framing piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow

slow, menacing smile spread across his face, revealing sharp, wolf-like fangs. He wasn't a vampire-she could sense that much-but a rogue, one

he said, his voice dripping g with mockery.

suspicions had been right. Romero wanted her,

interference.

us back?" she repeated, her eyes narrowing "I don't need your everything under

someone's throat and loping no one notices? Serum sloppy to me. His gaze traveled over Fiona, his

at him. "What are you talking

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closer, his eyes never

between Fiona and the rogue. "Stop 4 village

need to get moving before

Arlen. The mutts back there are making enough noise to keep everyone busy. The prince and his men will have their hands full dealing with the attack." Fiona narrowed hereves, her gare lived on the rogue before her. There was an immistakable aura of danger about him, a foul stench of blood and decay clinging to him like a second skin-a telltale sign of someone who had taken the lives of both humans and werewolves. The realization sent a chill down her spine,

time, Arlen snapped

here to take orders from you, Arlen Romero sent me to make sure she gets to him in

asked as she tried to push the