Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Five

Lycans.

That should have been another myth, and yet I knew she was not lying.

Thane was a Lycan; loving him was a risk and yet I returned back to the room I shared with him; I needed to be reminded of his scent. Maybe I was indeed obsessed.

I should stay away; all the warning signs were there; the bruise on my back proved how harmful he could be when he loses control, and yet… yet I was still craving him; yet I still craved his scent; my sole purpose of visiting our room was because I needed a reminder that the six months I spent here hadn’t all been a dream.

I walked into our room, and that’s when I noticed something.

The floor was littered with flowers–red roses–and the lights had been turned off, the room only illuminated by candles. This place felt so surreal, reminding me of the date Thane took me on that day he had helped me switch into my wolf form for the first time.

On the table was a bottle of wine and two glass cups.

His scent… I could feel it, stronger now.

There was movement from the side of the room; the candle provided deem lights, but I could make him out easily. It was Thane; he was back, looking more beautiful than ever.

“Thane, you are back!,” I cried out, running into his hands. I inhaled his scent deeply; I could get drunk on it.

Obsessed.

That was what I had become. He said nothing; he simply let me cry in his arms. “I love you so much, Thane; please don’t ever leave me like that again.”

Thane titled my head so I could stare at him. I noticed the sparkle in his eyes; those lights hadn’t been there again. I had thought he looked even more beautiful; maybe it had been his eyes. Now he looked more surreal, more like a myth, like a fantasy, one I didn’t want to wake up from, afraid it would only slip away the moment I did.

“I don’t deserve you, Riley; I never have, never will. Yet I do not want to let you go; the thought alone… is so hard.”

“Then don’t think about it, because I wouldn’t either; it will always be the both of us, you and me.”

afraid of

but I am

shouldn’t trust me.”

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wish I

dangerous,” he whispers, almost a plea, “I am

know, but I want you, Thane, I need you in a way I

other person

Riley, and I won’t blame you if you

know the truth

“You don’t”

know you are powerful, but you never stopped being Thane, the

a monster doesn’t change

not a

a monster would hurt a person

it.” I tried reasoning with

what he was about to say next and I just couldn’t hear those

me, Thane; you can’t. You would never be a monster to

Desperate.

if afraid I would slip away

forgive

I do not deserve

Let me

had said to me

needed to say something, I