Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Eighty Seven

Chapter Eighty Seven

I didn’t say another word. I just watched him take gulps straight from the bottle of wine. When it was finally empty and nothing was left to drink, he lit a cigarette.

“Alexander…” I began, and he exhaled a slow stream of smoke in my direction. He did it again, and I snatched the cigarette from his mouth, tossing it aside. “What is your problem? You’re the Alpha and King, and here you are getting drunk and wasting away.”

“I’ll choose this over being the Alpha King any day,” he said, pulling out another cigarette. I wrapped my hand around his, stopping him, and for the first time, he really looked at me. I noticed his red, bloodshot eyes; he was in pain; finally, I could tell. “I don’t like hurting women, but touch me again and I might reconsider.” He said, his voice cold, Alex had never spoken to me in that manner before. I should give up; at least I tried my best. I should leave before things got really messy, but the advisors had called for me because I was the only one who could help him at least that’s what they believed. He needed me now more than ever; but I couldn’t help him if he wouldn’t speak to me.

“Then hurt me, Alexander Blackwood. What scares me the most is not what you can do to me; it’s failing you. I want to be here for you; tell me how to help you.”

“You really want to help me?” he asked, and I nodded.

“That’s exactly why I’m here–to help.”

“Then do me a favor and leave. I need to be alone.”

don’t want me here, but you need me here, and I

so fucking stubborn, Kaida. Has anyone

I think I’ve heard that once or twice,” I said with a small smile.

place

it

sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes before he broke

know they were still

told myself I had moved on from my past, but maybe I had only been fooling myself. I knew I had grandparents, and after my parents disappeared, I hoped–believed–they would hear the news and come back to stand by their grandson. They were my last hope. But years passed, and they never came, they never even bothered to visit. They didn’t care.

away. But I couldn’t do that. I felt so much anger and so much hate, and I let it come in the way of common reasoning. I sent them away because I was furious; I sent

the right choices; our emotions get in the way at times. That human part in us—without it we are nothing but animals. We can’t always pretend to be fine, and you

many people believed I didn’t deserve to be King; sometimes I wonder if they are

didn’t try to justify them–something

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Chapter Eighty Seven

not just saying that

believe in me,