Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Nine

Thane was severely injured but still alive. That was all that mattered.

“He would be fine,” Axel assured me once again, but I couldn’t stop pacing up and down the hallways; why couldn’t they let us see him yet?

I wasn’t the only one worried. Beatrix sat on one of the waiting benches; her only visible sign. of nervousness was the constant tapping on her thigh.

Finally, the door was pulled open, and I rushed to Bailey. I had learned that she was also a healer, though she didn’t really specialize in that but she was the only one who could help. him at this moment, so I had to swallow down the jealousy. All that mattered was that he was fine and alive.

“Is he alright?” Lasked the older.

“He is healing well.” Bailey responded

“I have to see him, Elder.”

“He had asked only for a certain Beatrix.” Bailey says, and Beatrix herself looked surprised at

that.

“And I am his Luna,” I said, furious at her, at myself, and at everything.

“Then I apologize,” Bailey says, letting Beatrix alone in. “You cannot see him now.” She completed her sentence before slamming the door right in my face.

I walked back to Axel, finally taking a seat beside him.

Why should Beatrix be the first person Thane wanted to see?

nodded, but it wasn’t okay; I could not

know that because I had been counting each and every second she

I…see him now?” I inquired

and it wouldn’t be wise for you to see him now.”

say I disliked the black–haired elder named

tears that threatened to escape my eyes.

don’t want to see me; did I do something

will talk to him,” Axel promises.

One Week Later.

but she was always there. I could force myself in, but Thane was in there; he knew each and every time I visited, and he said nothing. She might have some other selfish reasons for keeping me away from him, but he clearly didn’t do anything about

felt like Thane grew further away; each day, I felt more invisible. A Luna without an Alpha is no.Luna.

clear that he didn’t need me anymore; I refuse to be that sticky gum that just wouldn’t let go. I didn’t think

sell them for some good amount; I was no longer interested in what Thane had

had my mother’s support on this; she was

swoosh of the door announced to me that

walked out of the

“Axel, I don’t…”

cut short. It wasn’t Axel at the door; it

say he looked

in mine–those firm hands–it felt surreal that he was here. It had only been a week, but

of injuries, but he seemed fine. Bailey must be

“I am fine.

slapped him, as hard as I could, but of course, he

Thane said, his smirk widening into a smile, and as much as I loved his smile, I hated it. How dare