Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Forty Eight

I walked into the healing room with a tray of food. I set it down on the table.

“How are you feeling?” I asked Balley.

She didn’t look any better than she had been a day ago; her face was still scarred; she looked like she had been through crap and that she had been.

“They fixed up the bones that had been broken, stitched the wounds, and cleaned them up. that is the best they could do,” Bailey responded after a few moments of silence.

“I’m… I’m so sorry for what happened to you.

“Are you truly sorry? I mean, this must be what you have wanted all this time, right?”

“No, I would never wish this–not even on my enemy.”

“Bullshit,” she says, and I had been about to retort but decided against it.

“Those injuries–would they ever heal?” I questioned.

“The injuries would heal after a few days, albeit they would leave nasty scars, but nothing I can’t take; the missing fingers would regrow after a few months, but the burn,” she says referring to the burn on her face. “This was inflicted by magic.”

mean It will

a longer time for that to clear off–maybe a

the pain

the bed beside her. “I wanted to tell you, thank you, thank you for trying

me, even if I

attempt; that is better than

for me–not for this pack; I knew a time would come when Nyaos would want his revenge on me for my

unaware, but they are more powerful than

a wind so strong in the past, and Caleb… his abilities are even beyond

it, Bailey; I have to give it to you, you are really

met mine. “Don’t look at me like that,”

how?” I questioned, slightly offended by her tone. What was

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pity,

I said, looking

ask mine. Why did you help me?” She asked, sitting up slightly, while she

you mean?”

your mate‘” I didn’t miss her emphasis on the word ‘mate“. “You were mad at me; I knew it;

couldn’t let her know what I had felt when I