Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

apter One Hundred and Forty Two

"The drink isn't helping, is it?" Phil questioned.

"I needed it-I guess, but I need to head back now."

I dropped the glass back on the table, noticing how shaky and unsteady my hands were. Phil didn't miss that either.

"There is another way, you know," he said, and I wasn't entirely sure what he meant. "A way to overcome the addiction-one that would be less... troubling."

"There's no other way." I said, not wanting to get my hopes high.

"There is," he insisted. "If you are this affected, it means you've been on the doses for years... You can't just quit; you'd have to take it slow."

"What are you trying to say?"

I was snappy, restless, and on edge for no reason.

"What I'm trying to say is that you'll need doses of wolfsbane to survive this. You'd have to start over-but this time, with each dose, you'd gradually reduce your intake, letting your body adjust to smaller portions. Then, you'd slowly begin skipping days between doses. Eventually, you wouldn't depend on it as much, and stopping would be easier than just quitting abruptly."

"You don't understand. The more I take, the more I crave," I said, running a shaky hand through my hair.

"You'd have to learn how to control your cravings."

"You speak like you've got experience. Tell me, Phil, have you tried this technique on anyone before?"

I was well aware I sounded like a jerk, but I couldn't help it. The music blasting from the speaker was normally easy to ignore, blending into the background noise, but this time, it was too loud. The colored bulbs were too bright, and my head pounded.

I haven't tried this technique on anyone, but I

together,

was just too much

up," I whispered, but the sounds wouldn't fade. "I said,

000

my eyes, Phil wasn't even talking. At some

"You need help, Alpha."

Like hell I did.

wolfsbane injuries and poisoning-but they

Phil finally fell silent.

door, but his next words made me

wouldn't return to the Luna

now did I realize how intelligent the man was. I needed help

that-but not many knew exactly how to give

I turned to him.

One Hundred

"technique'... How long do you think it would take... for the addiction

could be months. It could

walked away from the bar, leaving

was, I didn't have

Phil's advice and

had a feeling it would be harder to do so today, and I was right. The moment she saw me, her smile disappeared. I wonder what gave me away so

you alright?" She asked, walking towards