Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Nine

I woke up, squinting against the bright lights; it took a moment for my eyes to adjust to it.

Was I dead?

I stared around the room.

This place looked familiar.

This was Nick’s room.

The past day even flashed past my mind. I stared at my wrist to see the bite mark. It hadn’t been a dream; Nick had wings, and he also had very sharp teeth.

‘Did it work?‘ That was the next question on my mind.

Just then I noticed Nick; he was making coffee.

I rose from the bed, feeling a bit light–headed from the abrupt movement. “You might need to sit for a while; you’ve lost a lot of blood,” he says.

“What happened… did it work?” I asked, my eyes wide and hopeful.

He finally turned to me, and I could see the sadness in his eyes. He shook his head. “No. It didn’t work. You almost died back there,” he says

A wave of disappointment filled me. I just wasn’t good enough.

“But you survived; that is the most important thing. Your mother had been worried about you, and with you in my room, she thinks we were ‘busy‘ last night.” He said, as if hoping I would say something, but no words came out of my mouth. “You don’t have to get married to me; this didn’t go as planned; I would understand that” he paused. “Riley, you are crying.”

angrily wiped off my

in me; I just can’t seem to get anything

to

You told me I am different… well, not

now am I.”

what he had to say, not when I felt this

angry.

anything, and maybe… maybe it is time

he called out again, this time

“What?” I snapped.

behind me.

1/2

Hundred and

my lips. Wings. White and gray colored wings sprouted

I said, my voice sounded unsteady.

my back.

make sense; she said it didn’t work, and she doesn’t

say with a shrug. The smile on my

then there was a

the door, and I tried hiding away, but my wings were impossible

poking his head

on her face, thinking I had

Oh shit.

but my wings mistakenly