Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Fifty Three

Grayson finally walked out of the room after what felt like hours; the girl’s sobs still stung my ears. I sat and I did … nothing.

An elderly woman rushed into the room, perhaps to nurse the girl–that’s what I thought until I saw her walk out with the white sheet that was now stained with blood. A lot of blood. She threw the sheet into the air, and many reached for it, cheering for their Alpha.

“A screamer she is… but I do like screamers.” He said with smile.

Grayson walked up to us. “Join us; the feast is about to begin.”

Alexander rose, stretching his hand for mine; I rose without his help. Grayson led the way to the hall where we were meant to eat, drink, and party like a girl hadn’t been violently taken just a while ago. Our soldiers walked a good distance behind us.

“Please, take your seats! Enjoy!” Grayson says, and we took the two chairs at the head of the table; he sat on the single one opposite us. The others joined in, taking their seats. Our soldiers took the first five chairs closest to us.

They all dug in, so did Alexander–without even a single hesitation.

it now more than ever. I took the cup and drank till it

out, and omegas rushed out with wine bottles to fill up my

will

for the Alpha and Luna to be away too long.” Alexander answered, managing

“True…”

soldiers‘ coughs. The coughing didn’t stop; he coughed up blood onto the tablecloth. “Wolfsbane,” the soldier gasped. One by one, our soldiers collapsed to the

Alexander questioned Grayson.

the others

had all been a setup; we had

a matter of time—I don’t even have to lift a finger, and you’ll all die. The thing is that you don’t have to work hard; you only have to work smart. Alexander, I can’t face you in war–call me a coward, but I know this…

in the heart as I’d aimed, but in the arm.. He pulled

for you. Trust me, I could have planned more fun ways to kill you, but I

home,” Alexander promised. He was furious more furious than I had ever seen him. Then… his eyes glowed, the color of burning flames, the flame within them growing brighter and brighter. Grayson backed away, as did the others. They were right to be afraid; I too