Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Seven

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Seven

I recounted everything Alpha Derek had told me to Austin and Phil.

"From one perspective, he's right," Phil said. "Marrying an Alpha-especially one as powerful as Derek-would be the best option. But," he added, thankfully before I could unleash my fury on him for even suggesting it, "you were right to reject the proposal. He has no right to force a marriage on you. He threatened you, giving you a choice... which sounds much like a form of surrender."

"Yes. Surrender. That's what his proposal was. And if there's one thing the Nightshade Pack is known for, it's that we don't surrender. That won't change now."

"What do we do?" Austin asked me.

was, of course, some truth in what Alpha Derek had said: if I did ask for help, they would believe that Alexander

as 'honorable' as Derek; if they believed we were

tell when. It could be two days from

knows the more he tarries, the more the chances that others might try their luck and, as

Phil was right.,

many fighters as we can gather, and we need all our commanders' hands on deck," I said. Then, a thought crossed my mind. I knew someone who was an expert in

Empress, even though werewolves had no ties to the people of Aureonna City. In fact, Cynthia's arrival was a gamble-but one I

to the dungeons where Arid had been kept. He looked worse each time I came. His beard had grown wild and unkempt, his hair just as disheveled. His eyes were dull, his lips cracked and drier than a desert,

cap, he drank like it was the water of life, some of it spilling over his face.

mercy I'm granting to you, but I swear, if you make me regret this, then I promise you, Aric, I will kill you in the