Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Five

(Riley’s POV)

Everything about Alpha Thane screamed sexuality: the way he walked, his height, his look, his lips- oh, those very beautiful lips, and the way those lips had formed out my name. Never had I thought my name could sound that sexy and enticing… Also the last thing I should be thinking about right now was how sexy he was.

.

He was right though; if he wanted me dead, he wouldn’t need to go through all that stress to get it done; he only needed to do it right there in the mating ball. After all, they were known for just that, so it wouldn’t exactly be a surprise, and not many would care about the fact that I was killed; my mother would, though.

“Then what do you want?”

“I want you to come with me, as my mate,” he answered, as if that were the simplest and most obvious thing.

“What?”

“I guess you heard me clearly, and you need a while to process it.”

“No, I do not need a while; I am not your mate; I know that; you know that; and I cannot leave my pack and come with you.”

“You didn’t seem to like your pack very much.”

“That still doesn’t mean that I would want to come with you.”

“Let me make this clearer. You would only be my mate for a period of time issued by me, and for this time you would be paid handsomely. I would give you whatever you want. All you have to do is agree with my rules, and when this is over, you are free.”

money, and I

my money?” He asked, looking surprised, “But

calling me poor?” I asked, even if that was exactly what I was: poor

is an opportunity for you. I know how Ryker treats

know he hated the fact that I had cut him off in the

money at the end of the day; isn’t that

not what

“Then what does?”

so many other things… I can never leave my

she

“You don’t understand.”

he says, his intense gaze on me, and I

here; she had ten years left to serve. If I leave…” I shook my head slowly. “Ryker would make her life a living hell, and I would never allow it,” I admitted, feeling stupid for telling him all these things. It was my issue,

to bargain

“What?”

must have had dreams of seeing your mother free, and

ten years to serve, and nothing

his lips. “I would buy her

become ‘your’ slave?” I asked, the bitterness sipping into my words. I knew

he says, and I don’t want to understand what that meant. Of course, to everyone, they believed I was the humble submissive type, but I always held my little demons inside, and now they wouldn’t stay in anymore. “Your mother would be bought by me, but I would free her; she wouldn’t be a slave; I would give her a decent job; she would be both protected

why are you

you before that I do this because I want you by my side -for a

and my

wish to; whatever the case may be, you would

be true; what do

do not make deals that are not beneficial to me; I have something to gain from

“And what is that?”

none

do I