All Chapters of Alpha Daddies: To Break The Contract : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

ElenaThe moment I saw Damon standing at the entrance of the house, four questions hit me almost at once.First—what the fuck was this asshole doing outside the house?Second—where was he coming from?Third—had he killed someone now?Fourth—and somehow the worst one—had he secretly turned our entire plan against us?I knew.That was an unreasonable amount of paranoia to experience simply because one person had walked through a doorway.But this was Damon fucking Richardson.And no matter how much I hated him, no matter how badly I wanted to believe I was brave enough not to give a fuck about what he was capable of, every tiny hair across my body seemed to disagree.They stood.All of them.My skin tightened.Some ancient part of my nervous system was screaming the same thing over and over again.Fear him.Watch him.And, most importantly, keep someone between him and Ashton and Jax if everything went wrong.Dad’s eyes snapped toward him.And then something happened that irritated me m

Elena“That was so fucking stupid, you guys.”Monica stood in the middle of the library with both hands planted firmly on her hips, staring at the three of us like she was genuinely trying to decide which one to strangle first.“What the fuck were you thinking?!”Her voice bounced off the high walls and climbed all the way toward the ceiling, loud enough that I half expected someone from another wing of the house to hear her.She looked at me.Then Jax.Then Ashton.Then back at me again, probably because she had already accepted that expecting common sense from her brother was hopeless.Before I continue with this disaster, though, I should probably explain exactly how we ended up here.Monica had been sitting opposite us at breakfast.Unfortunately for us, she had also been sitting on the same side of the table as Damon and Henry, which meant she had been close enough to hear the very short conversation between them.Short—but not exactly reassuring.“I don’t remember it yet.”That

HenryThis strip club was far too advanced for a pack like this.Seriously.Whoever had built the place had clearly forgotten what miserable little territory they were operating in, because nothing about it belonged here.The lighting alone probably cost more than some of the houses outside.Dark red and violet lights washed across polished black floors while enormous chandeliers hung above the private sections, their crystals catching flashes from the stage and throwing them across the room. Music vibrated through the furniture, deep enough that I could feel the bass against my ribs. Expensive perfume mixed with alcohol, cigarette smoke, and that unmistakable scent of people who had arrived here with the sole intention of making terrible decisions.And the women?Fuck.Beautiful.Everywhere.Walking between tables in heels that probably cost more than the average bastard earned in a month. Bodies wrapped in barely enough fabric to qualify as clothing. Some dancing. Some laughing besi

DamonAshton and Jax knew I was watching them.Of course they did.They weren’t even trying to hide it.From where I stood, I watched the two of them lead that little vixen—Well.Elena.—to the car as though she were something precious.Ashton opened the door for her. Jax hovered close behind, one hand briefly settling against her back as she climbed inside. Every movement between the three of them carried that irritating familiarity people developed when they had already started believing someone belonged beside them.Then Ashton walked around to the driver’s side.Jax got in.The engine came alive.And just before they pulled away, Ashton’s eyes lifted toward the rearview mirror.For the briefest second—They met mine.He knew exactly where I was standing.Exactly what I was watching.And the look in his eyes said everything his mouth didn’t need to.Fuck you.A slow smile touched my lips.How nostalgic.They had done almost the exact same thing years ago.Back then, they had fled

HenryMy memories still hadn’t come back.Not properly.Not even one clean fucking fragment beyond the same handful of sounds circling inside my skull like flies trapped beneath glass.Elena’s voice.My own shouting.A door.Then darkness.Again.And again.And again.Nothing useful.But at least the ride had been good.I stood for a moment in the middle of the private room, letting the silence settle around me now that everything had stopped.The air felt heavy.Warm.Stale with sweat, perfume, alcohol, and whatever cheap floral shit they had sprayed around the room in an attempt to make it smell expensive.Behind me, the girl lay sprawled across the couch exactly where I had left her.Completely spent.One arm hung loosely over the edge, her fingers barely brushing the carpet. Her hair had fallen across part of her face, hiding her expression, and her breathing came slowly enough that for half a second I actually wondered whether she had passed out.Maybe she had.Maybe she was just