Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred am Tight

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Eight

Alexander led me back to our room, and of course I missed the warm, elegant space.

“Are you sure you are alright?” Alexander questioned for the second time, as he studied me.

“Of course, I had told you before. I am completely fine.”

“You look very pale, and your skin is cold- “He took off his coat and helped me into it, his scent enveloping me.” And you’re a bit… jumpy,” he added. How had he managed to notice all that in just a few minutes?

“I’m fine, just… curious.”

“Curious about what?”

time to think… and I was wondering–do you know anyone

he

them, it’s difficult and wears off after some time. The only ones who could fully compel were the Elders–and they’re all dead now.” He paused, of course remembering that his father had been the one who ended them all; people still told stories about that incident. “But they could only compel demons.” He added, and my face fell a little. I had hoped I was getting somewhere with this, but

goddess and used it to destroy them. Others believed he had tricked them into turning

are you suddenly so interested in Elders and

being curious as

could talk.” Alexander said, and for the first time I noticed the hesitation in his eyes; I could also tell that he was itching for a bottle of liquor ‘spiked‘ with wolf’s bane

to you… it was awful, and I never stopped thinking about it. You didn’t deserve any of it. I also should have told you about my condition sooner. I was selfish for making a

immunity to wolf’s bane, we would all have died in the Gray Moon Pack. Of course, to Alpha Grayson, that would have been something worth boasting about–a lowly, barbaric Alpha killing the Alpha King and his mate. But

don’t mind you taking the doses; I just

asked; this time he didn’t look

and I don’t think that would be

wanted to remind him that I was three years