Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Two

Thane lay beside me, seemingly satisfied by watching me.

“You know you need to sleep; you didn’t get any last night.” I advised, though I did love his gaze on me, it made me feel… special.

“I can’t waste this time I have to spend with you every second is worth treasuring,” he but I felt the sadness in his voice. I shrugged it off because I was always that paranoid.

says,

There were so many rumors about the party, literally everyone believed there was going to be some kind of big news, how disappointed they would be. Other pack members had been invited, and according to Axel, the party would be packed up with people from all over the world. It was strange that people could leave their homes just for a one–night party.

I picked out an elegant, silver shimmering dress; sparkling beads decorated the neckline, the dress was simply breathtakingly beautiful. I had been patiently waiting for the day I would wear the dress, and I felt like this was the day. Honesty speaking, I felt like this particular piece was the best I had ever worn.

Thane walked in and paused when he saw me. I smiled wide.

“I know right, it looks beautiful,” I complimented.

“Yes, it does,” he agreed, his eyes on the dress.

“This is actually one of my best,” I informed him.

“Riley, I don’t think you should wear that.”

“What? Why? You don’t like it?” I questioned; suddenly the dress didn’t feel all that nice.

anymore.

“Just pick something else,” he said, and with that, he was gone.

That was weird. I shrugged

–

theme. I picked a different dress, a fitted emerald slick dress and a fur coat over

I was

arrived and it was weird,

think about that later‘ I

13

and Sbly

wrong. Damn I hated

spoken to me since he told me not to wear the dress. I was overreacting

I asked, and he turned to me, giving me a

That was weird.

we sat here. Finally, the music slowed down. I waited for Thane to offer a dance, but he didn’t. Perhaps he thought

Fuck it.

like to dance with me?” I questioned.

“No, not really.”

What?

I voice the question in my mind.

don’t feel in the mood right now, but you are free to go

is wrong with you and why do you always have to be so freaking bipolar, today you love me and tomorrow

go dance,” he says, but there

voice.

definitely

and I had to hurry to catch up, and then he took my

“Thane…”

my footing. I stumbled. Another rough.turn. We were beginning

of me.”

a dance, didn’t you?”

he did, “What the hell is your problem?”