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.

naked, save for the tiny skirts they wore–moved to

emotion I had never felt before surfaced.

and so 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

behave like savages in these modern times.” I whispered

there is joy in

call this freedom?” I

are whores; this is what they are here for,

loved to be one of those men fucking

women don’t interest me, not when I have you

asked. He reeked of alcohol. Strangely, most Alphas I had come across were good–looking,

Alexander replied. “Where is the bride?” He asked.

there I saw a girl–not a lady or a woman, a girl. She was beautiful, no

but his face remained indifferent.

seems a bit too… young.

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fading away. “Werewolves are not humans; age is nothing but numbers,

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smile on her lips was forced. A man and a woman stood by her side; from the woman’s uncanny resemblance to the girl, I knew