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

Kaida. Has

once or

looked around. “This place is a

But it

comfortable silence for a few minutes

know they

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.

might have been valuable. I should have let them in, welcomed them as guests, heard what they had to say before sending them 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

expected to always make the right choices; our emotions get in the way at times. That human part in us—without it we are nothing but

believed I didn’t deserve to be King; sometimes I wonder

your mistakes; you didn’t try to justify them–something not many

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Chapter Eighty Seven

I’m not just saying that because

believe in me,