บททั้งหมดของ Contractually Yours, Alpha: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

‘The contractor consents to satisfying the contractee’s sexual need whenever and wherever it is requested...’I should have given more thought to this; how foolish I was to ignore it. Yet deep down, I knew it wouldn’t change a thing; there was just too much on the line. He might have forgiven me for my little slip, but this was another test, and if I failed... I couldn’t afford to fail.I pulled down the handle of my dress, taking it off very slowly.My stomach churned, but it wasn’t butterflies. No, it was panic. It was happening, and it was all too soon. I didn’t dare look in their eyes. I had remembered Thane’s words in the car: ‘I would fuck you, Riley, anywhere I see fit, and I do not give a damn if the whole pack is watching.’ – He had meant it then.Some wolves were very possessive, and some... a few twisted ones were very free—in the sense that they liked to share—this was what ‘turned them on’. I wouldn’t last two weeks if Thane was one of them.I finally let my dress fall to

I couldn't believe what I had just done. No. What I allowed him to do. I couldn't believe the fact that I wanted more, but I wouldn't let him know that."Could you untie me now?""No""What?""No""I heard that. Why ‘no’?""I think I like you naked and tied to the bed. It's a turn-on," he said, and my eyes attempted to travel down there again, but I caught myself.Alpha Thane was so many things, but the control he could have over a person was one of his most intimidating skill.He kissed my collarbone, and his fangs grazed my neck. Was he planning to mark me?. I panicked, struggling against the hold. "You are a very strange being, Riley Kaidon. A moment ago, I could swear you enjoyed it all, but now you seem afraid and desperate to be free. Why?""You won't mark me." I said, it wasn’t a question.This was another part of the deal I hadn't talked about, another part that wasn't included in the contract, and I doubt that had been due to the fact that he 'forgot'."You were afraid I was

I swallowed. No underwear had been picked out by him, and a part of me knew it was no mistake; he wanted me bare beneath this dress. I let the robe fall to the floor; his intense gaze remained on me, but he made no move. I quickly put on the gown. It was pretty—pretty wasn't the word; sexy was the right word, and it was the most revealing thing I had ever worn my whole life. I might as well walk around naked. The silk dress was strapless, revealing a whole lot of cleavages, and it had a deep slit by the side, exposing my thighs. "I can't wear this." "It is beautiful." "Isn't it too revealing? What kind of impression would I make on your parents, wearing this?" "One they would never forget. You are a true beauty, I would love to show you off to the world." "I am not a trophy, and I am also 'not' wearing this Thane." His eyes settled on me, but before he could speak, there was a distraction. "Where is my daughter? Take me to her this instant!" A voice I recognized called out; h

"This was once called the Alpha's chamber, but Thane never did like the place," Axel informed me, but I couldn't make up a response, not when the nerves were eating me up. I was meeting his 'parents', the Alpha King and Queen. I walked in, but Axel didn't follow. The first person I noticed was Thane; he leaned against the wall looking very imposing. They seemed to have been in the middle of a conversation, which quickly ended the moment I arrived. Thane's eyes assessed me, and I could see the disapproval in his eyes—those eyes that seemed to darken the moment he realized I wasn't in the blue dress he picked out. I hadn't imagined it; his eyes did change colour according to his mood. I gave a low bow, my eyes down. I had seen Ryker's mother do this before. "Rise," the deep, cold voice called out, and I finally dared to stare into the eyes of Alpha Slade Blackwood of the New Blood Pack. Now I knew where Thane got those eyes from, though his father's were a different shade. Alpha Sla

I followed after him, a sense of dread settling in the pit of my stomach. He led me back into our room and shut the door. I inhaled. “Things went rough with your mother, right?” He asked, this question I did not expect. “She doesn’t like you very much.” “That’s understandable,” he says. “You know, you did well today—with my father, I mean.” “I did?” “Yes. Though I didn’t miss the fact that you had again disobeyed me, You took off the clothes—was it because of your mother?” “Yes... No. I couldn’t walk around looking like a whore.” He walked closer, and it took everything in me to stand still. His fingers traced the fabric of the brown gown I had chosen—without asking for permission, of course. “You liked being well covered?” He asked “Yes” “Just like my mother, Freya?” I think my heart skipped a bit right there. I remembered the scars all over her body, they had been the reason she left no skin uncovered. "How could you allow that to happen to her?"