Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Thirty Eight

Chapter Thirty Eight

Where was he? Where was Thane.

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The whole hall grew silent, and I noticed why, he just walked in. He was shirtless, only in a pair of torn–up jeans; he hadn’t bothered about washing off the blood of the men he had beaten up and killed; his body was covered in blood, and a cold shiver walked it way down my spine. His eyes wer

cold and empty; he didn’t look up to me once.

“Let it be known to everyone that disobeys me; let it be known to the few rebellious amongst you, that if anyone goes against my Luna, then be ready to face death,” he says, his voice harsh and low, but it could be heard clearly even from where I sat.

One of the soldiers walked forward, handing him a sword. It seemed heavy, I could tell, but the blade was so sharp it reflected.

“That’s silver steel,” Axel said to me, and I gasped.

Thane held it, and the crowd watched in anticipation; some even had smiles on their faces. How could they find joy in a thing like this? My question goes unanswered, maybe because I already knew the answer. These people, all of them, lusted after blood and cruelty.

None of the men standing there had a chance against Thane; he could have killed them earlier, but he didn’t. Thane lifted the sword with a single hand. I didn’t think he would do it…

My breath seized as the swortl came down at two men at a time, their heads rolling down the floor. The crowd cheered, but Thane didn’t stop there; he slammed the wicked–looking blade into the chest of the next one, twisting it and ripping flesh- there was a disturbing sound when the weapon pulled free of his body, leaving a whole there. The man fell to the ground, blood streamed down his mouth.

“Please, it had been a mistake, Alpha.” One of the remaining three still standing begged, but I knew better than anyone that begging only made things worse. “Please, have mercy on us, Alpha; throw us in the dungeons…” His words never ended because Thane had stabbed the sword into his skull.

I almost threw up. I inched back, away from the scene, away from Thane and Axel too, who watched like it was nothing but a movie. I didn’t go far; Axel caught me

“Let me go; I can’t… I can’t see any of these; I don’t want to see them anymore. Make him stop,” I pleaded.

“They would have done the same, maybe much worse to you. They don’t deserve mercy,” Axel said.

“I can’t watch this,” I say to him.

on the floor with his arms missing. This was the same one who held the dagger, threatening to slit my throat. Now here he lay, in pieces. I almost couldn’t

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Chapter Thirty Eight

Thane wasn’t satisfied.

a living thing, and no matter how many he

abandoned the sword, which was now covered in blood. He walked to the man. who was practically crawling away. His claws extended, just

tears dropping down his eyes and mixing with the blood on his face. My heart slammed faster. I couldn’t be sure; I hadn’t seen his face, but I believe this had been the less involved guy; he had stood

been a part of them. “Thane please no” I begged, he shouldn’t hear me from, he was a good distance away and I had said the word silently but at that moment his eyes snapped to mine and I knew I just knew that he heard me. “Please,” I whispered, the tears streaming down my eyes, but then, with his eyes still on me, his claws ripped into the man’s chest. The man screamed out in pain,

nowhere in sight. But this was what she had been warning me about; this was what she meant when she said a life in bondage at the Windborne Pack was better than

same time. I

more. “Riley, don’t make me do this,” he warns, but I don’t care; I would do anything to escape, and I elbowed

of material against my noise, and I inhaled. That’s all it took; the fight slowly left me. I had always known they were dangerous, even from the start, but for the first time,

any part of my own body, and the darkness took

over.

Chapter Thirty Eight

Chapter Thirty Eight

he? Where

of torn–up jeans; he hadn’t bothered about washing off the blood of the men he had beaten up and killed; his body was covered in blood, and a cold shiver walked it way down my spine. His eyes were cold and

be known to the few rebellious amongst you, that if anyone goes against my Luna, then be ready to face death,” he says, his voice harsh

the soldiers walked forward, handing him a sword. It seemed heavy, I could tell, but the blade was so sharp it reflected.

steel,” Axel said to me, and

watched in anticipation; some even had smiles on their faces. How could they find joy in a thing like this? My question goes unanswered, maybe because I

but he didn’t. Thane lifted the sword with a single hand. I didn’t think he

cheered, but Thane didn’t stop there; he slammed the wicked–looking blade into the chest of the next one, twisting it and ripping flesh – there was a disturbing sound when the weapon pulled free of his body, leaving a whole there. The man fell to the ground, blood streamed down his mouth.

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but I knew better than anyone that begging only made things

Thane and Axel too, who watched like it was nothing but a

I can’t… I can’t see any of these; I don’t want to see them anymore. Make him

maybe much worse to you.