All Chapters of CONTRACTED TO THE BEAST ALPHA: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

The heat from the brazier filled the cell, and the prisoner was sweating profusely to the point where he felt like he could barely breathe.Trent stood there watching him with a blank expression. The man's eyes kept darting between Trent's face and the glowing coals, his breathing getting faster with each passing second.Brandon picked up one of the iron rods from beside the brazier and held it over the coals. The metal began to glow, shifting from dull gray to orange.The prisoner's body started trembling. His chains rattled against the chair as he tried to lean back, trying to put more distance between himself and that heating rod. But there was nowhere to go."Wait," the man gasped. "Wait, please." He swallowed his saliva, gasping for breath.Trent did not move. Instead, he kept his eyes locked on the prisoner."Please!!" the man said again, his voice breaking. "I will speak. I will tell you everything. Just please do not do this."Trent tilted his head slightly. "Are you ready to

Nicklaus took it even more seriously than he should have ever done, knowing that he had already believed in a few things and covering it up was coming to be a total disaster that he was not willing to take risks for.The only difference between him and the few people who had gotten interested in this was the fact that everybody decided to bring forth their strong reasons and that should be the bone of contention rather than all the things that they currently have.Heading into the library where he believed his grandfather must have been hiding some vital information that could help him out as time went on, he decided that he was no longer going to get involved in many of the things that were going to wear him down; instead he would focus his attention on what truly mattered.Most of them included dealing with people according to the way they decided to bring this to him instead of just accepting whatever was about to be dumped.It was not going to be easy to switch things to his own s

Marcus stood in Lord Kaelion's living room, pacing around as he clenched his fist.Lord Kaelion sat in his massive chair. Even as he watched Marcus pacing back and forth, he still remained calm, like he was amused by the display of frustration before him."She failed," Marcus spat, finally stopping to face Kaelion. "Zendaya had one job: get Trent. One simple task, and she could not even do that."Kaelion raised an eyebrow. "Did you truly expect her to succeed so easily when you yourself had attempted before and failed?""That was not my fault. I thought Joanna had it in her, but she ended up being so clumsy," Marcus shot back. "Trent moved faster than we anticipated. He wiped out her entire operation before we could……""Before you could what?" Kaelion interrupted. "Before you could sit back and let someone else do the dirty work while you hid in the shadows?"Marcus bristled at the accusation but kept his mouth shut. Kaelion was right, and they both knew it."You are wasting your ener

Zora stood before the door, taking one last breath before everything changed forever. Her smile was so wide and her eyes were starting to form tears.The doors swung open. Every eye in the garden was on her, but she barely noticed. Her gaze locked on Trent standing at the altar, and the rest of the world was blurred to her.He was dressed in a royal robe, gold threading woven through deep burgundy fabric. It was the kind of outfit alphas wore maybe once or twice in their lifetime, for ceremonies that mattered more than anything else.The gold made his eyes stand out, those dark eyes that had looked at her with such gentleness even when she had been too scared to accept it.Next to him stood Elder Matthias, the pack priest, his weathered face solemn but kind.Zora held firmly to her flowers and began to walk the aisle. Flower petals rained down on her from both sides—white roses, lavender, and soft pink peonies.Slowly the tears were forming, and it didn't seem like she would be able t

After a long while, f hiTrent finally managed to excuse himself from the group of visiting Alphas.Since this was his event, he had been trying so hard to keep them entertained, but now, his eyes were scanning around and Zora was not in sight.He searched through the garden, looking for that white lace gown among the crowd of guests. She had been standing near the dessert table earlier, talking with some of the pack women, but now that spot was empty.Trent walked through the celebration, nodding at guests who tried to stop him for another congratulations or well wish. His eyes kept searching, looking for any glimpse of her.Claire appeared beside him, a glass of champagne in her hand and a bright smile on her face. "Alpha, are you looking for Luna Zora?""Yes," Trent said, relief flooding through him at the thought that Claire might know where she went. "Have you seen her?""She went to the kitchen about fifteen minutes ago," Claire explained, her expression warm and unbothered. "Sai