All Chapters of Contractually Yours, Alpha: Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

The moment I set my eyes on the man named Grayson, I felt an instant dislike for him; something about him was uninviting, and now I could see why. I couldn’t help but watch as he drank and laughed in his loud, unpleasant voice, even attempting to crack jokes. His pack members laughed—not because his jokes were funny, but because they felt they had to.Grayson grabbed one of the naked girls, and she giggled as he pulled her onto his lap. Without hesitation, he cupped her breast. “I think you have pretty tits, but I have to save myself for my wife at least for tonight.” He said, and everyone laughed at that. “I remember telling my father about my intentions to marry as many beautiful women as I could. He called me a fool; he said ‘one would have to do; you don’t need so many wives’… But guess what? He is dead, and I am Alpha now.”People laughed even harder like that was funny; I, on the other hand, was doing my very best to hide my grimace.“It’s time!” The Alpha called with a loud voic

I rolled over on the bed—wait. Bed? My eyes snapped open. “Alexander?” I called, but there was no one in the room. Just then, the door creaked open, and a familiar scent filled the air. His scent. “Alexander!” I called again, and finally, he appeared before me. “I went to get you some food.” He said a smile—not a smirk, a smile on his face. I stared down at his hands; he held a tray of food. He was in a black t-shirt and jeans—I had never seen him in casual clothes before, and… damn, was he hot. “Are you… are you okay?” he asked. “Yes, I am.” I pulled off the covers and rose to my feet. A sudden dizziness overcame me, and I lost my balance. Before I could fall, Alexander caught me. The tray still remained in his other hand. “You should rest some more and eat too.” He said, leading me back to the bed. I accepted the tray of food. “I am glad you are awake; the past two days were not very exciting. I spent the last forty-eight hours worrying myself to near death." I had been asleep

Alexander wasn’t in his office; neither was he in the meeting room.I walked into Phil’s—one of the council members and the eldest among them all."Luna," he called, bowing.“Phil. I wonder if you have an idea where the Alpha is now.”“He is in the bar, Luna— I don’t advise you go to him now.“Why?” I asked.“He is a bit… occupied.”“Point me in the direction to the bar and I’ll be on my way.”.If he was having sex with a whore, I would feel it.I stopped before the 'bar.' The only thing blocking my view of the room was a curtain made of beads. I took a deep breath and walked in.The place reeked of alcohol as expected. I spotted Alexander; he had a bottle in his hand, and sitting beside him was Austin, another council member.Three naked women danced on poles; the one in the middle had her eyes trained on Alexander. The strange feeling I had felt earlier in the Gray Moon Pack resurfaced. Jealousy. I didn’t like the fact that Alexander watched them, though he made no move towards her

It was a dream. That much I could tell.I watched a younger version of myself lying on the bed, sickly thin. Her skin was pale as snow, and her breaths came in labored gasps. Beside her was my father, Alpha Trent, in his prime. He was handsome as I always knew he was, but he had a pained look on his face as he watched me; I was dying, and I could see that.“Nothing can be done for her—we’ve done all we could, but the sickness… we don’t understand it; we’ve never seen a thing like it.” a female healer said to him.“She can’t die.” My father says, “She’s all I have, and she cannot die. There has to be a way.”The healer walked closer to him. “There might be another option—the healer's lilies. But I would never recommend it; if it doesn’t work… she would die.”“Do it,” my father says without even a single hesitation.“Alpha, are you sure?”“Yes. She would die anyway; do it.”“The flowers are up the Everveil mountains—my grandmother told me about them. I know how to pluck them and keep th

About five minutes passed, and there was still no sign of her.“Empress!” I called out. “Empress…”Just then, she broke through the surface. Her face looked different—youthful. She had entered the pool looking to be in her forties, but when she emerged, she appeared to be in her late twenties.“Empress, you look…”“Beautiful, magnificent… I know.”“How?”“The water, many believe the god of light once bathed in these waters; it’s called the Lake of Youth—It was once bigger than this, but, well, this is all that remains of it.”She put on her clothes..“It was like time had reversed, and she was given her youth again.” I said to Trian when we were back in my room.“It seems to me that you would like to take a dip in the Lake of Youth one day.”“Of course, not… the Empress would never let me.”“You fear the Empress like she is a god.”“She is a powerful woman.”“I agree, not many men alive could build a community as big as this one. But have you ever thought about how exciting it would