Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter 120

"I don't like them." Elise said as the maid closed the door of the room she would stay in at the palace. This was the first time she had heard some people praise and curse someone at the same time, all while wearing beautiful smiles on their faces. "I don't like everyone here."

She looked at her father, who had a grave expression on his face. "Why aren't we leaving?" she asked. "Fiona is fine. Why must we stay in this place and endure those those things!" She couldn't even call them people anymore. She waited for her father to respond. "Father aren't you going to

"We are staying here. You are staying here. Thomas said. He looked at her as he emphasized the word "you" "You will be staying in this place. You will entertain the council members and the Royals. Talk to them. I don't care. Just get them off my back." "Me!" Elise's expression tumed ugly. "What are you talking about? What about you?" He was the current head of the clan. He should be the one doing all the talking. Why was he dragging her into this matter?

"I will be sering Fiona"

Then I will come with you" After all, she was Fiona's sister. It was only understandable that she would worry about her sister.

really

not understand anything, do you?" he asked.

Elise pursed her lips. "I know that you healed Fiona instead of

"I did not heal your sister."

"What?" Elise's jaw tightened as she glared at her father.

Your sister wanted me to heal her. I am simply doing what she wanted me to do."

"You're

're up to something, aren't you?" she accused. Her arms crossed as she leaned against the dresser. "You expect me to believe you're doing this out of the goodness of your heart! Fiona is the mate of a Prince now, Father. One wrong move, and you'll have the entire Royal Family on your back.

straightened his coat with deliberate precision. "Let them. I am merely playing my role-a caring father who healed his poisoned daughter.

wanted to end Fiona's life, but why was he taking such a risk! "If Fiona dies while you are beside her that prince. She thought of Elijah's handsome yet irritating face. "He would

the longest time, the five great families had been independent. They did not specifically follow

gaze reed steady, unfazed by Elise's words. He adjusted his cuffs and moved toward the door with the same calculated calm that infuriated her. "Do what you must, Elise," he said. "I don't have time to

tightened, her nails digging into her palms. "Father, you're being reckless!" she said sharply.

will go wrong. And

a hand, silencing her. "Focus on your role. Smile, talk, distract them-whatever you need to do to keep them from prying. Leave

door and stepped out, letting it close softly behind him.

hubbled over. She grabbed the nearest objecta decorative vase-and hurled it across the POUILL It shattered against

the stillness.

matter how much she tried to deny it, her father's plans always left her feeling like a pawn on his chessboard "Isn't it shameless for you to linger here," Elijah began as he set his teacsip down. "Considering you're not related to my mate?" He leaned back slightly, his gaze steady as it met Zach's across the small table. "You

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Mate these. Isn't that tiring? "I didn't ask to speak with you so you could throw insults he phed, keeping his voice calm "I wanted to discuss what's best for Fiona, She'd recover faster if she were

scraping against the floor. The sudden movement silenced Zach mid-sentence. Elijah didn't say a word as he moved toward the window, his calm exterior betraying none of the irritation simmering

to his feet. He reached out as if to stop him, but Elijah sidestepped the gesture effortlessly and turned to face him, one brow raised

a breath, refusing to let

he insisted.

if the conversation bored

waiting for a reply. Elijah turned and headed for the staircase. However, midway up, he stopped abruptly, as if struck by an epiphany. He pivoted on his heel and fixed Zach with a

know," Elijah began. "You should stop addressing her by her name. You

blinked, genuinely confused. What was he

sounded like he was a teacher explaining something painfully obvious to an underachieving student. Then he frowned, tilting his head as if reconsidering. "No, scratch that. Address her as Her Highness. She