Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety

Hunger pangs gnawed at my stomach, I could almost see myself giving up.

Grudgingly, I picked up the glass of water. I could let myself have this; I emptied the cup immediately, and still it wasn’t enough to cure my thirst.

I had only managed to place the cup down before the door was once again unlocked. I looked

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It was Axel and Thane; that’s what I thought till I saw the third figure.

Nick.

I staggered to my feet, running into his arms. “You are here,” I managed to say. I was indeed surprised.

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“What the hell did you do to her?” Nick asked, his eyes blazing with fury.

“Nick, I’m fine,” I say. Thane hadn’t harmed me yet; I had been the one who refused his food and shelter.

“You don’t look fine to me,” he says. Finally, he turned to Thane. “I am willing to offer you anything you want, so long as you let her go,” Nick said. He was furious and only managed to keep it in.

“What can you offer me, Alpha? There’s nothing I’ll need from a pack so tiny.” Thane said I threw him a glare; he only shrugged.

“I want to speak to Nick… alone.”

“That cannot happen.”

the fact I was about to do this, yet it was the only way HE would agree. “You told me once you were willing to do anything, as long

for an answer,” he warned, and I

we were alone, I gazed

in here, I wasn’t going to take chances. “He would know that the attack had something to do with the

had never been afraid of a fight.”

the

I don’t care.”

and it would be

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would I leave you here? I did tell you not to

wouldn’t have hurt me,” something occurred to me, I hadn’t asked him if the soldiers made it out. “Those men… they did make it

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says and I let out a breath of relief. My sacrifice hadn’t been for nothing. You seem so sure that Thane wouldn’t hurt you,” he says,

handled this either way… but I am glad you are

haven’t lost it.” I assured him with a smile. I leaned against the wall, taking in slow

to feed

I

understanding. “There is another way,” he says. He seemed unsure, but after a few moments, he shrugged

are you doing?” I questioned watching

he says, lifting his

supposed to do with that?”

“Drink?”

“What?”

him correctly. What did he

“Drink, Riley.”

drink your blood,” I argued. I had thought this was some kind of a joke, but Nick didn’t seem to be

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