Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Six

We were both in tears, but there was something about the way he looked-so

couldn't bear to watch; I looked away.

Vulnerable, so helpless, so pained. I

"I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I'm so fucking sorry told her-I told her that no matter what, I would never hurt you, even if it meant choosing between my sister and you.

My sister could be dead for all I knew. But every time I felt like I had already done too much wrong, I told myself- what was one more bad deed to add to the cart? Your father had been like a father to me-that's how he so easily picked up on the fact that something was wrong. He tried to talk to me about it, and I felt so guilty. But you have to understand-one way or another, Cynthia would have killed him. She was never going to let him live."

"That doesn't make you any less of a murderer. That doesn't make you any less of a criminal.

You know, I had thought of all the things I could do to you all the ways I could kill you slowly and painfully. But now that I'm here, I can't bring myself to do it. I can't look at you and hurt you, because despite everything..." I closed my eyes, remembering the man who had been by my side all my life. Then, I pulled out my gun and pointed it at his head.

There was no fear in his eyes, only pain and sorrow.

pull the trigger, to end your life right here. And that would be merciful-too

deserve it," he whispered. "Kill me, Kaida. I deserve this

deserve so much worse."

from him was a shaky exhale,

the last moment, I had shifted my aim and shot him in the thigh. I hit the right spot-no major artery or bone was damaged. He would suffer intense blood loss, but

out of his

"Please forgive me, Kaida."

"You will die, Aric."

his pleas followed me until his voice finally

and Phil were both seated in

me. This was the part I knew I'd hate the most, and a small part of me wondered if my father had been right to deny me the Alpha title. Ruling wasn't just about charging into battle or settling disputes-it required handling finances, careful strategic planning, and the kind of patience I didn't have. Fortunately, I had Phil. He was good at this,

we need

I'm behind on the

that too. But that's not why we're here." He hesitated before continuing. “We've

ran a hand through my hair-something Alexander always did when he

accompany you at all

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