Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

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Chapter One Hundred and Five

Chapter One Hundred and Five

ALEXANDER’S POV

I knew what was happening the moment I felt the pain–Kaida was having sex.

The day I took her virginity, I vowed to change–for her. Now, I was reconsidering that very promise. It didn’t take a genius to figure out who she was with: her beta, Aric, I was going to fucking kill him, but then again, Kaida considered him as family. I should be angry at her, but yet here I sat wondering if this was what she was forced to bear when I was with other women.

Could this be her own way of getting back at me? I did deserve it, no doubt, but I had believed that Kadia and I had formed something together, a bond or at least an agreement. I was wrong.

A thought flashed past my mind; what if she wasn’t willing doing this? What if she was being forced?

Fuck.

Kaida couldn’t be forced to do anything- she was a force to be reckoned with and she hadn’t gone alone, she had taken him along. Still, I didn’t like the idea of sitting here and doing nothing, I wanted to go find her, for all I know she could be in trouble.

mind. Trust–she wanted me

had passed, and I promised myself if she wasn’t back in a week, I was going to find her. One week was all I was going to give her, but

if there was no danger and being alone with Aric had been enough temptation for her to

for her; this was the most reasonable assumption. Perhaps all I needed was

in this bottle made the pain worse–but I needed to feel it; Pain was the only thing keeping me

away with all I made her suffer, to think she could have forgiven me that so easily. I was so mad at her, still I hoped she had a damn good explanation. For the first time in my life, I felt used. Could she

pain I felt; I wanted her to suffer for her actions, but knowing myself, I would forgive her if she asked for it. Because

going to trace her and find her, no more waiting, I had lost

*KADIA POV*

down the stairs

was your night?” he asked, curious eyes on

answered with a small frown. It was strange; I always spend my nights overthinking, but last night I fell into

glad to hear that.” He

strange, are you alright?” I asked, he

“Strange, how?”

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