Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Seven

(Riley’s POV)

I didn’t know what my mother had against Alpha Thane and his father, but she had agreed to come with me after I had persuaded her. I had to tell her what Ryker had wanted me to be—a little pet for him—and that was all she needed to finally change her mind. Though she didn’t like this idea and I knew it, we both knew we had no other choices, and I would rather die than leave my mother here.

She helped me pack up. I had only a few things; I picked out only the important things, and a single bag was enough to contain my stuff.

.

Alpha Ryker walked into my room, not bothering to knock.

“You know it is very unappropriate to walk into a lady’s room without knocking, right?” I questioned, and my mother gave me a questioning look, but this time I didn’t listen.

“Now the true Riley shows herself; I knew you had all that pent-up anger in you for a long time; I actually expected you to slip in the mating ball last night, and I am totally surprised you didn’t.”

cooed, walking past him to pick up a single framed picture of me and

really think it changes anything? The fact that you are mated to Alpha Thane,”

am the Luna to an Alpha; I

believed he was going to hit me. For a moment, I believed he wouldn’t be able to control his anger and would forfeit getting beaten

I had itched to give him when he watched me walk away with Thane in the ballroom. He was powerless when it

go, know that I will make your

I pushed past him. “Sometimes I wondered why you care so much; I am no longer your mate; you rejected me; you told me straight to my face that

and I was going to have

you thought? that you were going to

would have; perks of

you must have been if you think I would let you use me one more time after all the filthy lies

when I lied to you, when I had said all those

do you know what you

must have hurt you when I took your virginity, promising you falsities, and you were the pathetic one

now. “Hold it there, young boy; you will not speak to

but a

in my room. “Get out of my room, or

on his lips, one I would so love to wipe

would be your little savior, but I promise you, you won’t last two weeks with him. You would come back and beg for forgiveness, ready to be whatever I want you to be just to remain in this pack, and do you know what I would do then?” He asked without waiting for an answer, which I wasn’t really going to give him, and he continued. “I would let you back in, just for my ego’s sake, and if you think the life you are living now is bad, I would make it worse for you and the old