Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

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Chapter Fifty Eight

Chapter Fifty Eight

It was a dream. That much I could tell.

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I watched a younger version of myself lying on the bed, sickly thin. Her skin was pale as snow, and her breaths came in labored gasps. Beside her was my father, Alpha Trent, in his prime. He was handsome as I always knew he was, but he had a pained look on his face as he watched me I was dying, and I could see that.

“Nothing can be done for her–we’ve done all we could, but the sickness… we don’t understand it; we’ve never seen a thing like it.” a female healer said to him.

“She can’t die.” My father says, “She’s all I have, and she cannot die. There has to be a way.”

The healer walked closer to him. “There might be another option–the healer’s lilies. But I would never recommend it; if it doesn’t work… she would die.‘

“Do it,” my father says without even a single hesitation.

you sure?”

She would die

flowers are up the Everveil mountains–my grandmother told me about them. I know how to pluck them and

along with

slip down his eyes. I had never seen him cry, and watching him do so now broke me. “Dad… I am here,” I called to him, but he couldn’t hear me;

bed, who was indeed me. “She had done this; I know it–she

in tears, and I couldn’t help

violently; my father urgently rose to his feet. He picked up the baby, rocking her and whispering words into her ear, and finally she calmed. “If you survive this, Kaida, I will protect you. I don’t care what I would have to lose; I would do anything to

walked in, a woman who had every inch of her body covered with black clothing–save

word. I saw the dagger in her hand, and before my father could react,

fell to the ground, with the

turned her gaze to me. I’ll be back for you, child,”

cried out.

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snapped open; tears streamed down my face. I was not on the bed; I was being

arms.

It was just a

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