Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Fifty One

Chapter Fifty One

“Kaida, I know you are capable of taking care of yourself, but I’ll ask that you stay close to me at all times.” Alexander said to me.

The Gray Moon Pack was smaller than both the Nightshade and the Dawn Pack, but it was built a bit differently. There were no sub–houses around the pack to accommodate other members; instead, there were three huge buildings, and I guess that’s where all the pack members stayed. The soldier led us into the one on the left, the biggest of the three buildings, I believed, where the Alpha and other top–ranked members were housed.

“Welcome, our King!” The man I assumed to be Alpha Grayson said with a bow. “It had been so long since you last visited.”

“Not so much has changed.” Alexander said with his usual smirk, but I noticed the ‘mask‘ was back on.

“You are right; I don’t plan on making any new notable changes to the pack anytime soon.”

“Thank you for having us, Alpha Grayson.”

“The pleasure is all mine.” Grayson replied. There was something about this man, something… off. ignored the feeling. “Well, lead our guests to the party, you fool!” Grayson said to the soldier, who nodded, leading us to where I assumed was the ‘party.‘

There were already two seats waiting for us on the platform

The members of the Gray Moon Pack bowed as we walked past them; we took our seats.

slow music began, and women–all naked, save for the tiny skirts they wore–moved to the floor

enjoying the view, an emotion I had never felt before surfaced. Jealousy? I pushed it away; I didn’t need

did some other women; the music stopped, and the men grabbed some of the scantily dressed women. I watched as a man further away bent one of the women over the feasting table

like savages in these modern

there is joy

freedom?” I

this is what they are here for,

you would have so loved to be one of

when I have you by

across were good–looking, but Grayson had somehow missed out on the good genes; I couldn’t look away from his crooked nose.

indeed.” Alexander replied. “Where is the bride?”

his direction, and there I saw a girl–not a lady or a woman, a girl. She was beautiful,

Alexander, but his face

seems a bit too…

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fading away. “Werewolves are not humans; age

+25 BONUS

side; from the woman’s uncanny resemblance to the girl, I knew