Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Four

ALEXANDER'S POV

**EARLIER**

All I could think about was Kaida. I couldn't shake the memory of the jagged scar from a gunshot on her midsection. She could have died, and I had acted like it didnt bother me.

you care even a little bit for me, you would come with me,' she had said. What she didn't realize was that I cared for her far more than a 'little bit.'

Transforming into my wolf form was as painful as it was the first time I'd shifted. I tried reining in my wolf, at least until I got out of my building and far from anyone's sight. But he wanted to be free-I could feel his desperation.

I pushed past the guards, heading for the exit.

"Sir..." one of the human guards called to me, but I didn't look back. If I did, he'd notice my not-so-naturally glowing eyes. I didn't want to scare the poor guy.

Taking the stairs or the elevator would have been the normal choice, but my wolf was getting restless. So, without a second thought, I leaped over the railing-and somehow, I landed on my feet.

Unluckily for me, several guards noticed that inhumane move. I didn't stay to see their reactions, but I didn't miss the string of startled curses they let out.

the main exit, but it was too late-my clothes were already in shreds as my wolf took

had employed fled; I couldn't blame them. It's not every day you see a man turn into a massive black-grey

few days, I spent my time in the woods like some kind of wild animal- which, in all fairness, I

before. Every part of me wanted to stay in the woods,

long I'd stayed in the woods, chasing after smaller animals and living

Kaida.

I was supposed to

but he was too damn stubborn. Kaida could be in danger- that thought alone gave me the strength I needed. Somehow, I managed to shift back

how long it would take to reach her, but I had to hurry. For some reason, I felt like I was

**KADIA POV**

Thanks to my wolf genes, I should be

One Hundred and

that no one be let into the

no one.

alone. I wanted

gone and

sacrifice. All these years, I never once stopped to think about what he wanted; it was always about me, and I'd believed he enjoyed what I did, but what

outside, then the door to my room swung open, and Alexander