Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Fifty Eight

I had wondered why they were both absent for the past two days, if only I knew what they had been busy with.

I sobbed silently. I would never survive here. Now I doubted that Thane would keep to his words of letting me go; maybe I would end up there, just like those girls:

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I had never felt so afraid in my life.

I rolled over Beatrix’s offer in my mind; she was willing to help me escape this place, but she couldn’t help my mother. I shouldn’t leave my mother behind, but I was so afraid, I didn’t want to be here for the next minute.

I jumped to my feet when someone walked in; it was Thane. I quickly wiped off my tears.

“Why are you crying?”

“Is nothing?” I lied, my heart pounding. Now I knew what he could do; I would never be able to sleep on the same bed with this man. Everything about him frightened me, but what was more alarming was how indifferent he was, because this was his life. Even after what he had done – what he had been doing, he could still sleep without being hunted. He was twisted in more ways than I could tel.

“You lie to me again, Riley.”

“I just got emotional thinking about my past,” I say, and he gave me a long look before deciding to let it go I hoped.

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up, you will be accompanying me; it would be different from the previous; Slade and Freya are gone now.” He says, mentioning his parents by their names.

“I… I can’t.”

giving you an option”

not feeling very well; please Thane, I’d prefer

but his hands trailed down my hair, and… I couldn’t–I couldn’t take it. I flinched; he gripped me. “What was that?” he asked, and to that I gave

to push him off me, but I didn’t think he could even notice my effort. His lips slammed into mine as he kissed me fiercely. I bit his lips, hard enough to draw blood, but the sicko had read a different meaning to that. And he tore off my clothes.

cried out, and he paused.

Chapter Fifty Eight

now that you don’t like being fucked by

I hated begging him, but

I closed my eyes. I wasn’t going to watch

him, I wouldn’t willing let him touch me ever again. Fuck the contract; I didn’t think he planned

returned back, dressed for the night; he joined me on the bed, and I stiffened;

the bed with you, Thane.”

turned me over so I

busy. What the hell do you want? Is it attention? I’m willing to

I don’t want you close to me; I don’t want you touching me; damn, I don’t even want you breathing the same air

I should lay with someone who appreciates my presence,” he says. I don’t look, but

yourself.

sooths you,