Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Fifty Three

I did need my mother’s visit more than I thought I did and after that, I was finally calm. enough to fall into a restful sleep.

I didn’t know how long I slept, but something awoke me; I felt like I wasn’t alone in the room. I snapped my eyes open to see Thane watching me, like practically sitting on a stool close to the bed and watching me like a complete creep. Thane was the last person I expected to see.

My heart slammed fast against my rib cage, threatening to escape the walls.

“You scared the living day light out of me, Thane,” I said. He didn’t say anything, still staring at me with those dark amber eyes. Could I still be dreaming?. I pinched myself to make sure. I did feel that. This was no dream.

“I like watching you sleep,” he said, as if just realizing it. “I like so many things about you. I like when you are shy and embarrassed, but what I love most is watching you in tears. You cried for me, and it was a fucking turn–on.”

“That’s very creepy Thane, even for you.” He was turned on by my tears; that’s very disturbing and twisted.

“But you

don’t know me,” he says.

“You need to go to the healers.”

“Why do y

you worry so much?”

“I didn’t expect the punishment to be so brutal, you should have warned me so I would be more prepared,” I said, though I didn’t think anything he would say would prepare me fr that. I watched him, prying to see any form of discomfort or pain in his features, and found none. He must be very good at hiding it.

watch Riley; I knew it would

worse staying here, left with my very unkind imaginations.”

he said, and he was right, but

really need to go to the healers, Thane,” I said

that; do you want to know what I

“What?”

that’s all

saliva. Why does he always have to be

Thane?, you’re injured, and this is all you can think

Chapter Filty Three

+25 BONUS

I should feel insulted, yet I did believe he was hurting. The fact that he had put on

I asked, knowing he would

I

want to see how bad

I gasped. The burns and the wicked–looking marks were still there, and just by staring at them, I knew they hurt deeply, but it wasn’t as bad as it had been the last I saw them, and I knew

fast,” I say. “I’m so

this for you,” he said, and I inhaled sharply.

even i

Slade off; he would have done worse to me. Thank you, you act

a dick to