Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Two Hundred and Forty Six

CAUTION: THERE WOULD BE VIOLENT SCENES IN THE FOLLOWING CHAPTERS; PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION.

THANE.

I could do it; I knew I could break through the chains. Rage is one powerful thing. I pulled hard, and the chains broke off. I ripped out the pipes that had been used to pass the fluids into my bloodstream, and 1 staggered to my feet.

I heard footsteps approaching, and I positioned myself beside the door. Nyaos walked in; he noticed the empty chair, I could smell his fear; he should be afraid. I shut the door behind him, and only then did he notice me; he turned, his eyes widening in terror as I plunged my hand into his chest, past the crunch of his ribcage, and deep into his heart. His mouth opened, frozen in a silent scream.

“The cursed weapon isn’t the only way to kill an elder.” I whispered before I pulled his

heart out. The sight of blood was so intoxicating it ignited a lust for blood in me, I wanted to spill more blood.

An elder had been brought to nothing in a matter of minutes, that’s… something.

Just then there was a gunshot; it penetrated through the door and to my side. I could feel the silver bullet burning into my skin. Two more shots followed, but I had managed to dodge those. There was a lot of blood; I was going to die if I didn’t get that bullet out. I dug my fingers into my side; the silver burned to touch, but I had to take it out, and I did. I let the blood–covered bullet fall to the ground with a clunk. I inhaled sharply.

Caleb kicked open the door and he walked in. He stared at Nyaos‘ corpse, his heart now outside his body, and his eyes flashed with fury, his lips twisted into a snarl. It was satisfying to watch.

had been shot. I groaned, managing to pull myself to my feet but he beat me to it, stabbing a

and for your sake, I hope it doesn’t kill you.”

heard before the darkness took over once

of. I was chained, but this time,

him a response. “Who helped you out!” he said louder, as if that would make me give him a response. I was getting

and another man walked in; he

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Two Hundred

My mother.

my eyes on her.

Who helped you

knew he wouldn’t let her go, and

muffled by the

free of those chains. You always underestimated me and