Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter 468

A massive, lush tree sprouted instantly, vibrant and brimming with life. You couldn’t even see the top when you looked up- it already had a hint of a Divine Tree’s grandeur.

Nobody present could see it. Some of the higher–level elders vaguely sensed a ripple of power but couldn’t pinpoint it clearly, so they brushed off the fleeting oddity,

Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Eight

Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Eight

ALEXANDER'S POV

The bottle was empty.

I sighed, setting it aside as I pushed myself off the couch. Another bottle. Another drink. I poured a generous amount into the glass, I lifted it to my lips and drank, not bothering to pace myself. The burn was familiar, settling deep in my chest.

Why couldn't I stop thinking about her?

I lit another cigarette. At this point, my liver was probably fried, and my lungs were most likely black. As a werewolf, I could heal easily, but now, this stuff was dangerous-and yet, I didn't really care. I took a slow drag, letting the smoke curl around me. One puff, then another. Too soon, the stick burned down to nothing

I reached out for another cigarette; the packet was empty.

"Fuck!" I cursed-and then I saw the figure. Kaida. "Why are you still here?" I asked, but my question didn't carry enough venom; in fact, I felt a bit... relieved to see her, and then she got closer, and I realized it wasn't her, it was just another whore with the same hair color. She walked toward me, deliberate in her movements.

"I can see you are... troubled. I can help." She said seductively, and that brought

a smirk to my lips. She walked closer and sat on my lap. "I can make you forget her."

She was referring to Kaida, and the smirk on my lips disappeared. Why did she have to bring up the very person I was trying to forget?

I pushed myself off the couch, and she stumbled. I caught her easily, then loosened my belt. She moved into position without hesitation, spreading her legs for me. But that wasn't exactly how I wanted her. I flipped her over, positioning her the way I preferred, and then I thrust into her from behind. She let out a string of moans and pleas that always annoyed the hell out of me. 'Please, fuck me harder.' 'Oh my goodness.' 'Oh, Alexander.' 'Yes, that's it, right there...'

"Shut the fuck up!" That immediately silenced her. I finished in her before pulling out. "You'll get double pay." I assured her, and of course, the mention of money quickly got her smiling. I dismissed her.

I headed to the bathroom to wash up. That's when it hit me the guilt. Something I hadn't felt since I started living like this.

I had been doing my best not to think about her, but now nothing could shove her words away from my mind. The scalding water burned my skin, but I needed it-I needed the pain to focus, to clear the haze of alcohol.

What she didn't realize was that this routine was anything but 'fun'. In fact, it was quite the opposite. I was born an Alpha-being away from my pack was the hardest thing could ever do, and no amount of activities could make me forget or dull the feeling that I was supposed to be with them. But I couldn't go back.

I remembered the surprise in her eyes when I hadn't reacted to the news of her near-death. I had meant what I said-what I felt wasn't the same. But still, the thought of her dead made me realize just how much I wanted her alive.

I was nothing like my parents.

But no matter how many times I repeated that mantra to myself, I knew she was right.

My thoughts were cut off abruptly. I sensed a presence.

me it wasn't

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I'd pretend I didn't

I stepped toward

the

there it was. The intruder, standing behind

I turned.

now standing

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The tree branches dipped gently, softly curling around the grass’s leaves. The moment they touched,

or was naturally more sentient, the Violet Soul Grass didn’t just send simple emotions–it spoke

around, puzzled. It didn’t feel that warm to her. Plus, Violet Soul Grass had lived in this environment

confusion passed through her Soul Form to the grass. Two little leaves twisted shyly, its voice tiny. “Because I’m about to bloom.”

stages meant spiritual plants might need different conditions–a test from the Heavenly Law for these naturally nurtured beings. Without the right chance, they might not

was coming. That’s why it had been so

understood its needs, Nyx didn’t hesitate. She pulled out a few spirit stones and set up an

array came together smoothly in her hands. The temperature in the center dropped noticeably, like summer turning

into it, several hands shot out from all directions to stop

think

elders glared at Nyx like she was the enemy, scolding sharply, “This is nonsense! You trying to freeze the Violet Soul Grass to death?”

in to shield her, blocking the guy. His arm took a solid hit

it was no big deal, but the veins on his arm bulged

it’d been Nyx, it would be far worse. He didn’t regret taking the blow for her one bit–just felt lingering

kid?” The elders finally noticed

him bristled with

of spiritual energy in him–just a mortal–and he

recognition. He slapped out a palm in irritation. “It’s you who’s shameless!

a fighter, but his fire spiritual root gave him an edge.

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root guys were no match for

his level–far below, really–and got pushed back hard, no chance to fight back,

on her? I just wanted to teach her a lesson!” the

lessons,” Cyan said coolly,

right in front of him was like slapping him in the face. Whether Nyx was right or wrong, nobody got to touch his disciple without going through him.

explain, “I’m not messing around. The Violet Soul Grass is about to bloom–it feels the current environment’s too

serious, but her words didn’t make

couldn’t help but wonder. The others looked at her

the grass. It might not be perfect, but it had kept it alive this long–it sure seemed more reliable