Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Eight

It all felt like some kind of sick dream.

“Ma’am, please, where would you like to go?” The driver asked; he had already taken us far past the pack borders.

I had nowhere to go..

I turned to my mother.

“A few more meters to your left,” she said to the driver, who nodded, following her command.

I didn’t know much about places, but wasn’t that part inhabited by… humans?

I didn’t ask any questions; I let her decide. I felt completely numb.

After what felt like hours, the car came to a stop, and my mother helped me out. We took out the luggages,

“Goodbye, Luna,” the driver said, and I nodded, unable to form any words.

He drove off.

This was real; this was happening; I might never see Thane ever again.

“Where are we?” I asked my mother

“Just come with me,” she said.

The streets had been empty of people, but after a few minutes of walking, I spotted some humans; many of them watched us.

but still stand out; there was something about werewolves that would always be off–putting to humans. I spotted

building–a house, I believe. She pulled open the short

twice.

wide smile on her face, one I had never seen before, but the moment

of the door, shutting it behind her. I would have been a

at this moment I couldn’t

a mistake telling you about this place,” she said, her words addressed to my

your help.”

help you; now

have done you so many favors; I ask that you do this one thing for me.”

me; now leave the both of you and

let’s go,” I said, already

sent us away from his pack, my mother said before Freya could slam the door in

she asked, as if

let

wide open. I entered first, and my mother followed, slamming the

hair was tousled, and from the

there and find love, I believed she would keep very good

man. “These are some old friends.”

was clearly a human; he shouldn’t know about.

turning to us. “He already knew the truth about

need anything to

are quite in a hurry,” mom says.

want you gone as soon as possible.” She says, pouring herself a glass of wine. “I find it hard to believe that he sent you away,” she says,

same too,” I added

deserve my daughter. I want a fresh start- for the both