All Chapters of The Contract between two Alphas : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Serena's POV I did not sleep that night. My mind kept replaying the moment the name Cruz came up at work, and the way my chest had clenched. I had walked out of the office numb, pretending everything was fine. But nothing was fine. Cruz was not just another client. He was danger. He was a shadow that should have stayed locked away.When I returned and told the pack, the reaction had been exactly what I expected. Shock. Fear. Anger. Rina, of course, had wasted no time reminding everyone that she had warned them. That my involvement would only drag us deeper into trouble. She smirked like she had been waiting for this moment, and I hated that she almost sounded right.Now we were gathered again in the house. “I’ll do something about it,” I said finally, breaking the silence. My voice sounded steadier than I felt. “Maybe I can find a stand-in lawyer. Someone who can take the case instead of me. I’ll step back quietly and control them from the back.”Ada snorted. “That won’t work. It’s

Serena’s POV Mara stood rigid in front of the director’s desk, fists clenched at her sides, jaw tight, her sharp eyes flicking between the director and Peter. I stayed near the doorway, observing. I didn’t need to step in yet. This was Mara’s problem and soon, it would be her downfall. I couldn't believe how daft she was . She was clearly celebrating this position yesterday, which made her change her mind. “I am not doing this,” Mara said, her voice tight, controlled, but brimming with barely restrained anger. “I cannot take this prosecution alone. It’s too big. Too risky. I will fail. And if I fail, my career is over. My clients will leave. My reputation…”“You will do it,” the director interrupted, voice calm but unyielding. “Alone. Peter is a client. He expects results. Your personal grievances are irrelevant. Take responsibility. Or leave the firm.”Mara’s eyes narrowed, her breathing sharp and deliberate. “Leave? You know I can’t just walk away from this. And you know this will

Serena’s POVThe pack was quiet, but I wasn’t. I couldn’t be. Cruz was free. My plan had been carefully layered, precise, and impossible to fail or so I thought. Yet here I was, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep, the weight of failure pressing down on me. Every possibility ran through my mind. Every small slip, every minor miscalculation, and then the unthinkable: someone had betrayed us.Ashley, Ada, and Lynn hovered near me as I sank into the sofa. Their presence was comforting, but my mind refused to rest. “It’s not your fault, Serena,” Ashley said again, her voice calm and steady, as if repetition could make it true. “You did everything you could. You were careful and You were precise. Cruz being free doesn’t erase that.”I nodded quietly, letting her words wash over me. I wanted to believe them, I really did, but deep down I knew they were only half right. I had been careful. I had been precise. But precision means nothing when someone leaks information or acts against the

Mara’s POVI told myself I was only following her out of professional duty. That was the lie I clung to as the hours ticked past midnight and my body ached from sitting too long in the car, watching the dim light in Serena’s apartment window. The truth was uglier, harder to admit: I was obsessed.Something about her didn’t fit. She wasn’t just clever, she wasn’t just lucky. There was a strangeness to her victories, an edge I could never explain. And after Cruz’s release, the whispers in the courthouse, Peter’s smirk at the back of the room I couldn’t let it go.So I followed her. Again.Tonight, I got lucky. Serena returned late, slipping into her building like she didn’t want to be seen. She wasn’t alone. A tall man with sharp movements and eyes that glinted too brightly in the streetlight followed her inside. My heart thudded. Something in my gut screamed wrong.I parked across the street and waited. Minutes stretched into an hour before curiosity burned hotter than caution. I stepp

Serena’s POVThe invitation came wrapped in silk, and the ink was pressed so deep into the paper that I could feel the grooves beneath my fingers. A celebration in your honor, Peter had written, as though I were a guest of honor instead of a piece on his board.Winning Cruz’s case should have been a victory, but it tasted like ash on my tongue. I had defended a man guilty of things worse than the unthinkable. And yet, that case was the reason Peter summoned me to his dominion.Ashley told me not to go. Her wolf was gone now, her body lighter, but her soul heavy. She was pale when she warned me, her voice frayed at the edges. “He doesn’t call without a reason. He’s testing you, Serena.”She wasn’t wrong. But I needed answers.Peter’s dominion wasn’t just a house. It was a fortress carved out of arrogance and old money. The gates creaked open as though they recognized me, and guards dressed in black lined the driveway. I swallowed hard, reminding myself of my cover: I was Serena Vale,