Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Forty Yine

Chapter One Hundred and Forty One

"There must be another way to cure him." I insisted.

"There is no other way. It's either this or he dies. We don't have much time. If you refuse my offer, I won't be generous enough to grant it a second time. You will have to watch him die-knowing you had the power to save him, but you refused."

I held back the sob, threatening to escape my lips. They would not see me cry, especially not the woman who killed my parents.

"You want a puppet; someone you can control."

"I only have one request from you, the very same one I had already mentioned. Other than that, I won't make your decisions for you. You will rule.”

"When you take away his wolf. What would he become?"

"He won't change; he will be the very same man," she said, a small smile curving on her lips. "And since I'm so generous, I'll leave your Beta Aric, and Sarah with you to do as you wish. Punish them as you see fit."

Empress. "I did as you asked of me. I did everything you said -everything you wanted. I killed for you... You

and at that moment, I wondered just how stable she was- she seemed on the brink of lunacy. "If you could betray your Alpha, your family, and your very own pack, how am I sure you won't betray me in

"You can't let her have me; she will kill

rage. I hadn't even realized I was shaking. Sarah was supposed

well, Sarah; you served your purpose, child." Cynthia said, and then her eyes turned to Amanda. "But you are a true servant. I

smiled, exposing

heading to

are you going?"

shade of gray... Standing before me was my exact doppelgänger. She looked exactly like me-from the hair to the

suspicion," she said before turning to Amanda. She took her hand, and together, they left.

avoid raising suspicion'—but only when I tried to

cold, his limp body placed at the side of the hall, while Sarah remained on her knees, tears streaming down her face. I didn't have time for either of them-my only thought was Alexander. She could kill him, and he wouldn't know it wasn't me; it would be my face he remembered as

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Hundred and Forty

I believed she needed this pack's strength to face the 'army of the dead.' She wouldn't kill him,