Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Nine

Riley's blue eyes were just like mine-that was the only thing I'd gotten from her. The rest was all my father.

Her skin was pale-paler than snow, the kind of ghostly pale I'd only imagined. Her white dress clung to her body as if it were wet. I couldn't speak. I was frozen.

"Ethan, you need to return to your pack. There's a war"

I let out a bitter laugh, the shock finally wearing off. "You can't be serious, Mother. You finally show up after all these years, and that's the first thing you say? No 'How are you?' No 'How did you manage to stay alive? You know, those kinds of basic questions?"

"I don't have time."

"I get it; you are indeed very busy. Perhaps we should start with, 'Where the hell have you been all these years?"

leave, but I was a danger to the pack-to everyone around me. I was a threat to

word, "Seems like everyone is either trying to help me or protect me-like I've lost the ability to

but you need to know the truth. The only reason Thane lived long enough to raise you, even for

was talking about.

I cannot explain it to

placing her hands over mine. But I felt nothing. She was

been the very one she had spoken about. The air was cold, and only then did I realize I was wearing nothing but a towel-except, when I looked down, the towel was gone. In its place was a pair of washed-out blue jeans. I had no memory of putting them

it all began." She whispered

in the

blade to my father's heart. Thane wasn't giving up, his hands gripping the weapon, trying to keep it from driving any deeper. Blood seeped from his palms where the blade cut into his flesh.

through them, like a ghost. They didn't even flinch. They couldn't see me. I turned to her, my

she only shook her

a long time ago. There's nothing you can