บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Contract Bride : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

♡Arielle’s POV♡So at the end, Raphael was still going to find out. Why did she agree to keep my secret safe if she knew it was going to end like that? She would have simply told me from the beginning so I could mentally prepare myself for Raphael finding out.“There is something that can help you with your predicament…” Joan mused, pulling her bag closer to her. I stared at her, trying not to be hopeful yet until I heard what she wanted to say. She pulled out a small black box and held it to me.“I suspected you wouldn’t want the alpha to know, so I prepared something ahead.”I took the box from her and opened it. A simple amulet sat in it, and I pulled it out.“You can use that. It’s an artefact that blocks pheromones, but unlike the one you currently have, it doesn’t need any drugs to work. As long as you’re not taking in anything, your body won’t fight against it.” She said, pushing her glasses up with her index finger.“How much is it?” I asked, raising it up to the light and adm

♡Arielle’s POV♡“You aren’t going out there to meet that?” I gasped, panicking that he was going to send himself. Though his wolf was much larger than the Cursed, the thing looked mad and ready for body, even at the cost of its own life.Raphael didn’t reply to me; instead, he popped and slowly pushed the door open a little bit. The beast stopped snarling, stopped moving, and just stared at us.Before I could blink, it launched itself at us at a speed I didn’t know it had. I screamed again, waiting for its impact on the car or the painful sting of large, sharp jaws or claws shredding me into ribbons. But nothing like that came.Instead, another large growl filled the air, and at that instant, a warm, calm feeling rushed through me. The fear I felt melted and gave way to a certainty of safety that I didn’t realise I could have in that type of situation. There was only one explanation for what I had felt. Raphael.I opened my eyes, and as I predicted, he and the cursed were engaged in a

♡Arielle’s POV♡ “You can have a break, Sasha.” I said to the lady by my side as I pulled out a book from the book shelf, and I read the name. The history of unknown creatures; a good place to start my research. She had taken me to the mansion’s library after I had eaten breakfast— though I would have skipped, but she had forced me to—and my, my, my, it was quite impressive. It was large—larger than I expected—and filled with books that would take me years to finish, even if I read one a day. I was almost confused on where to begin my search because of how massive it was, but then I decided that starting with myths and legends wasn’t a bad idea. The Cursed certainly seemed like it would belong in that section because it looked like something that did crawl out of a myth or a legend that was forgotten. “But the Alpha said I should always be by your side.” She insisted, and I shook my head. “No, the Alpha said you should attend to all my needs, not babysit me. Right now, I don’t have

♡Arielle’s POV♡ Four weeks rolled by after Raphael’s and I’s honeymoon and not a lot of interesting things happened. The full moon had come and gone; it wasn’t as exciting as what had happened in the beach house. He hadn’t come to the room and cuddled me like he had done before, not that I actually cared about whether that happened again. I sat on my bed, reading a chapter on Evercrest people and culture, before I went to bed. I had done a lot of reading for the past few weeks. I read a lot of books and did a whole lot of research about Evercrest, and it was safe to say I wasn’t going to be caught off guard by any question. I had also spent time learning about alphas and omegas, and it was more than I expected. There were a lot of things I was so ignorant about. Like heat cycles. All omegas go into heat cycles once they reach the age of twenty-five. It was like a period that came once every month, and it came with a desire to mate with any alpha around. It was worse for unmated ome

♦Raphael’s POV♦ “Stop there,” Arielle said, pointing at a building ahead. The car came to a soft halt, and my eyes narrowed at the supposed location of the witch. When Arielle told me she knew her, I couldn’t believe it. The solution to my problem was sleeping beside me all these times. I had spent a lot of time and resources trying to find the woman, and I was on the verge of giving up, but she knew not just her name but where she stayed too. Though she had told me her mom was close friends with the witch, I knew it was a lie, despite how good she was at hiding it. And I was very sure of the real reason. The pheromone blockers. Witches were tricky, greedy, and experts in magic. These three key personalities were needed to be big game players in the black market. They dealt with crafting illegal weapons and potions and selling them to anyone who was able to pay the price. It only made sense that Arielle was able to get the pheromone blockers through her. I didn’t know if that made