Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Ninety Eight

Chapter Ninety Eight

It had never gone this far before. This was the first time she had nearly drained me dry, and I knew it would not be the last.

I awoke in the healing room; my vision blurred, but I could faintly make out my father’s figure standing beside

me.

“Where is she?”

“She is in her room.” he answered.

I felt a slight fear–not for myself, but for her. Something was about to go terribly wrong.

And I was right.

She didn’t visit, not even after I was discharged from the healers. The scar on my arms was another addition to the others, but I really didn’t care about the scars; if anyone asked, I usually came up with some crap story about how I had been bitten by a wild animal.

even a glimpse of my mother’s face, I went to visit her. I knocked on the door to her apartment, but there was no response. The bad feeling that had been growing

her room first, then the shower next – nothing, she wasn’t in there, I came to a stop when I spotted her. She stood by the balcony, lost, her eyes pinned at something up in the

from the sheer relief that washed over me. She didn’t look at me; she didn’t even move; she stood still like some statue. I walked to her and placed my hands on her shoulders, and she flinched; she seemed to only be noticing my presence now. It was impossible that the sound of her door being broken down and me calling her name hadn’t snapped

sorry I did that to you, I’m sorry I didn’t visit when you were at the healing room, I’m sorry I

alright.” I assured, but that didn’t stop her

you to fight me; you didn’t

thing I would ever do. I meant it.”

to be called your mother; I deserve to die after what I’ve

say that? I haven’t stopped loving you and the only way you’ll ever

death.”

“I shouldn’t have

alright.” I said once

person. It was strange to see my father and mother abandon their work, duties, and even caution to spend time with me- together. For those few days, we were just a normal

do?”

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