Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Tweiny Six

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Six

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Kaida had been given medication to help her recover faster watched her sleep, my mind drifted back to the moment she told me she was pregnant. Very few things took me by surprise, but the news did. The first emotion I felt was… hope. For a split second, I wondered if the healers had been wrong–if the wolfsbane hadn’t rendered me infertile after all. But then came the internal conflict–there was a big possibility that the child could belong to her former beta, Aric.

I should have told Kaida about my inability. I couldn’t believe I had never stopped to consider how she would feel about not having children. I mean, there was a chance, but only if I stopped consuming wolfsbane and allowed my body to heal from years of damage.

For years, I had taken daily doses of wolfsbane–a habit born from the day it nearly killed me. I had sworn then that I would never let that happen again.

I was fully aware of the fact that I was risking my life every day by taking the doses, but I couldn’t stop. Not now. It had become more than just a means of protection; wolfsbane had become an addiction. I couldn’t go a day without it.

***NINE YEARS AGO***

I was almost fourteen, yet I looked much older than most kids my age. More than that, I felt older. Maybe it was because I had already been named Alpha of the Nightshade Pack at such a young age, or perhaps it was simply that werewolves grew faster. By then, I already looked like a seventeen–year–old.

There was one more thing I had to come to terms with–I was being watched. Everyone had their eyes on me, and I knew it. They watched to see my next move, waiting for the moment I would make a childish mistake that would lead to my downfall. It was suffocating, almost intoxicating, to stay in my own home–a place that no longer felt like home. Ever since my parents left, I had felt like a stranger in my own pack.

I was well aware of the tight–lipped smiles the commanders gave as they bowed to me–they didn’t believe I was old enough to command their respect. Everywhere I went, I had to keep up a facade, hiding my true self from a world of devourers waiting just beyond my door.

They were all hypocrites–even the one who pretended to love me the most. Yet somehow, I endured each day, and little by little, I was proving myself to be a true leader. But everything changed on the fateful day

I stepped into my room and saw the woman on my bed.

I thought she had the looks of an angel. She had beautiful long gold hair that went down to her waist; she seemed to be around the age of nineteen or twenty. I didn’t know how she got into my room, but somehow, she did, and now she lay on the bed, completely naked.

I had been with three women before her, but none of them were as appealing as the woman lying naked on my bed, she was a seductress in every sense of the word.

eyes off her body. Her

door, how else?” She responded with a flirtatious smile; she had an

you want?” I

naked. We both know why I am here and what exactly I want.” She said to

lusted after her, and she could see it clearly in my eyes. I should have been wiser, I should have seen the trap ahead, but I was

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she said–all the beautiful lies she

But on the fifth day, to my surprise, she stayed. The maid brought food, and

so angelic, no one could turn that down. I nodded, and she joined me;

to her, and she paused eating, the smile remained on her face, but it didn’t look very angelic

effort, more blood gushed down her nose, “You are nothing but

off her breath. She died right

my room burst open. Danger flooded my senses I tried to rise, but dizziness forced me back down. Clutching my

werewolf senses felt all

other three were high–ranking members of the pack, people who had served under my parents. Now they approached me with silver daggers

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weak–helpless. All I could do was watch as they drove their silver daggers into me, one after the other. Five stabs, yet none aimed at my heart. They wanted me to

the floor in a puddle

her life to ensure my death. And yet, I couldn’t help but wonder–what price had they offered her to make such a sacrifice worth it? Or had she done this willingly? Perhaps she truly believed she was saving the pack by killing

alone; I could literally feel the life slip out of me. “Mom.” I called out, choking on my own blood, but there was no response. This was it; they both left me to face the monsters alone, and now those very same monsters had just murdered me. I believed I was going to die, but somehow a soldier had smelt out the blood and miraculously came

half–conscious as they carried me to the healing room. My pack members‘ stares followed me—some filled with curiosity, others with excitement. Some looked at me as if I were a

But if I could hear him even

yet, many stared at me with disappointment as if I

let myself be so vulnerable ever