Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Twenty Three

Chapter Twenty Three

The moment we were alone in our room, I placed my dagger at his throat.

“I warned you. I told you if you tried playing games with what I told you, I was going to kill you.”

I pushed the dagger against his throat, nicking him, and a thin line of blood rolled down his neck and disappeared beneath his clothing.

“Then kill me, Kaida.”

“Don’t tempt me.” I warned.

“You cannot kill me, not even if you want to. You have me in this position because I choose to let it be.”

In a flash, he had somehow managed to flip me around so I had my back against his chest, his hand wrapped around mine, and now the dagger was at my own throat. He was stronger than me; I hated times when I got reminded of that.

He held me closer; I could feel him against my ass, strong and hard.

you in this position–in other, more… interesting positions, I wouldn’t have a problem making it happen. You don’t threaten me; you might be my mate, but I am still your

“I hate you.”

to fetch a bottle of his favorite wine. “And just so you know, I don’t get drunk

to me? I know you for many things: a manwhore, a drunk, a jerk, but a

you’ve only been with me for a few days, so

you when

and fire in your eyes

just as long as the rogue died by my

him

“I know that.”

“By my hands.”

that Alpha Grayson wasn’t the murderer. If Grayson has a lot to gain from the rogues, more than he has to gain from an alliance with this pack then he might start a war – just to prove his loyalty to the rogues, and it will

you once I would give anything–just anything in exchange if you can grant

want it so desperately, don’t you? Tell me, how desperately do you want to see this man dead,

attracted to me–or at least I thought

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