Lahat ng Kabanata ng Contractually Yours, Alpha: Kabanata 561 - Kabanata 570

ALIYA’S POVI spent most of my time on the laptop Daemon had gifted me. Sometimes, I watched movies; other times, I looked up information about magical creatures. Turns out humans did suspect that non-human beings roamed the earth, but out of fear for the unknown they dismissed these theories as ‘fairy tales’ or ‘myths.’_Daemon had been distant lately, and it troubled me. Speaking about the devil. I spotted a note on the table. I picked it up, a small smile curving on my face.‘Meet me at the yard.’ the note read.For some reason, I had imagined that Daemon’s handwriting would be perfect—just like everything else about him—but the words looked as if they were written by a seven-year-old. I found it both funny and cute.I headed to the yard and spotted him standing with his back to me. I stopped halfway. The man waiting was a bit shorter and thinner than Daemon, with dirty blonde hair.As if sensing my presence, he turned to me. That was definitely not Daemon. I should have taken adva

I returned to the house. Tasha was sitting on the couch with a sly smile on her lips. I ignored her, I wasn’t in the mood for her drama.“So, who was the cute guy?”“What?” I questioned. Once again, she had caught me by surprise.“The guy you were just speaking to?”“I wasn’t speaking to anyone.” I lied.“Do you take me for a fool?” she asked, her smile widening. “You’re such a skank. Did you really think you could play along with two men—especially when one is a powerful Demon?”"Tasha, there is nothing going on between that man and me. He’s only a friend.""A friend you’re being very sneaky with? Yeah, right. Well, if he’s ‘only’ a friend, I suppose you wouldn’t mind me letting Daemon know what you’ve been up to."I hated how my eyes gave me away. She was going to tell him, and I had a feeling this would end very badly.“You can’t tell him, please, Tasha.”I could tell from the glint in her eyes that she was enjoying this. Of course, this was what she had always wanted—to have somet

KADIA’S POVI couldn’t sit in my room sulking over Alexander. There was a lot to be done, so I did the next best thing—I immersed myself in a busy life, hoping it would take my mind off him. I should move on, maybe even allow myself a few healthy affairs.I noticed the way some men in the pack watched me, their interest unmistakable. There would be no strings attached, just casual flings—those too could help me stop thinking about him. But for some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to do it, despite knowing he had done the same. Alexander was the only man I had ever given my body to, and I didn’t think there could be any other person."Alpha," Austin called, his voice pulling me from my thoughts. “Alpha Derek of the Onyx Pack had just arrived.” Austin reported."Let him in," I said. Austin nodded and went to pass the message to the patrollers.The Onyx pack was also a well-known pack. They were big on the production of quality ammunition; this had given their pack a strong financial sta

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.I would have told him to check with those we have alliances with; maybe I could convince some to help, and in return I could reward them, but there was, of course, some truth in what Alpha Derek had said: if I did ask for help, they would believe that Alexander was really gone and the pack was defenseless.This wasn’t a matter of pride. I was well aw

I’d seen Aric fight before, seen him furious and full of rage, but I had never seen him completely lose himself. He moved with astonishing speed, lunging at her and landing a brutal punch to her face, the sickening crack of her nose breaking echoing through the room."You told me she was alive!""You fucking sicko!" Punch."You used me!" Punch.Tears streamed down Aric’s face, his pain sharp and consuming. Despite everything, I understood—losing a loved one was a pain that never truly faded. Everything he had done, every choice he made, was for his sister, driven by the desperate hope of saving her. It was what any big brother would have done—he had fought for her, believing he could bring her back home.Aric had stopped punching her; now he stared at his trembling hands, as if struggling to believe what he had just done. I stepped to his side, ready. Cynthia wasn’t the type to take a beating without striking back—I stood ready, expecting her to unleash whatever ‘magic’ she had on him