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.”

that mean It will never heal?” I

longer time for that to clear

pain she felt

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

even if I

made an attempt; that is

for this pack; I knew a

catch him unaware, but they are more

so strong in the past,

care why you did it, Bailey; I have

look at me like that,”

I questioned, slightly offended by her

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pity,

I said, looking

to ask mine. Why did you help me?” She asked, sitting

do you mean?”

1 bean. I went to bed with your mate‘” I didn’t miss her emphasis on the word ‘mate“. “You were mad at me; I knew it; I know you hate me. So what I am asking

question, but I couldn’t let her know what I had felt when I saw her injured as she