Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Two Hundred and That Eight

Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Eight

Bailey’s eyes widened in shock as she stared at the dagger now prodding out of her chest. I didn’t stop at that. I pulled the dagger out, only to strike over and over again, till I was sure she was dead.

She fell to the floor in a puddle of her own blood, and finally I paused to stare at her.

It was over; I couldn’t believe it. I would be free.

I didn’t know I was crying till I felt the tears against my cheeks; this wasn’t tears of pain or sadness but of relief. It worked. I couldn’t believe it worked; I had been one step ahead of her.

I took Bailey’s body deeper into the woods, a shovel in my hand, and when I was completely out of sight, I began digging as quickly as I could. I dumped her body into the hole I had dug. I had been about to cover her up when I heard the footsteps. I turned, but I had been a second too late. Something hard came into contact with my head, and I fell to the ground.

The last thing I saw before I blacked out was Nick’s figure standing over me.

I awoke with a start. My head hurt, and I noticed I was bound to a chair.

My blurred vision got clearer, and I noticed two figures, Nick and… Bailey.

the now empty bucket away. I,

had killed her. I had driven the silver dagger into her heart over and

The answer to that is very simple. You mistook me for a regular werewolf. You have to do better than silver daggers to end me,” she said with a sick smile

gaze found Nick.

called

am the reason you were not successful with your little burial and,

and then it clicked–he was being compelled too. “So you’ve got him compelled

has me compelled; I am here because I want

are working with her?”

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Two Hundred and Thirt?

like he found his words funny. “Another reason I turned you was to help the

it was

else did

think?”

didn’t

you came to our pack, Bailey showed up too; she had the plan