Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter 230

Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty

I ran my hands through my hair over and again, frustrated. They needed to know, but due to Bailey’s command, I couldn’t tell them. What if I could… improvise?

I took out a pen and paper, with shaky hands I wrote;

Oldiers who wore

‘Thane. I want you to know something: I killed them. Those dead, I did that; I had been the one who freed Bailey too; she has this control over me, she controls my mind, and I can’t even explain it. I didn’t want to kill those men, they’ve done nothing wrong to

Thane; warrant me doing that, but I did anyway because she asked me to. You can’t trust me, she would use me against you.‘

I paused writing, staring at the paper where I was almost sure that I had been writing on. There were no words on the papers, just lines; that’s all I had been writing; the words had been in my mind, and I thotight I was penning them down, but I was only writing down gibberish.

I gasped. Taking steps backwards till I came in contact with the wall.

I couldn’t write it down because I was still under her control.

I dropped to the ground letting out a scream. I didn’t hold it back. I cried till’I could cry no more. The rooms were soundproof; no one would hear me.

I had never felt so… alone in my life, so afraid. I rose, picking up the paper. I tore it into pieces, tossing it to the floor..

It was all his fault.

thing I could

was all his fault; he knew

balcony open, and I let out

him and I would

pack took hours of flight. But whenever I closed my eyes, I saw Nick, the

was late at night when I arrived at the Raven Clan pack

go through the front door. I knew where exactly his room was. I broke through his window, but to my utmost disappointment, he wasn’t there. He could be anywhere in the pack or he

was at the

I thought he would be in his

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behind him.

before looking. “It is nice to see you again,” he says, turning to me with a smile

him, my claws dug into his skin–they were sharper than any

“Riley-”

dug my fangs into his neck, ripping out flesh; only then did he notice that I had returned for retribution. Be pushed

feet.

am older than you, Riley; I am stronger.”

am very

to his face. He reached up, getting a grip on my shoulders; he swung me over, and I landed against the hard ground. I rose quickly, sending a kick to his leg,

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