Todos os capítulos de The Alpha's Contract Mistress: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

Two years and Five months ago.Eloise POVNo one really prepares you for the pain that comes with childbirth—in fact it was one of those things people rarely spoke about. Would this have been easier if I came in here prepared? I had no answer to that question because right now, pain was all I felt.“Push!” the midwife, Marcene, ordered for what felt like one millionth time. ‘You’re welcome to take my place if you think it’s that easy,’ I thought.Beside me was my mate and Alpha, Jefferson, he held unto me like he was afraid I'd disappear if he didn't hold on tight enough. “You’re close, Luna. All you need to do is give me one last push,”‘I’d rather just lay here’, I thought to myself, but I knew that wasn’t an option. “It’s going to be alright, you can do this,” Jefferson muttered, and I believed him. It didn’t matter that he’d repeated those same words for at least a hundred times now, because once again, I found strength in them and with a loud cry, I gave one more push.A ba

I blinked against the bright white lights, temporarily blinded by it. Finally my eyes adjusted to the brightness. I was in a different ward, this one was smaller, emptier.I tried seating up, only to notice the tubes connected to my body. I pulled them out, before staggering to my feet. The room spinned before my eyes, and a wave of sickness washed over me, forcing me to reach for the closest thing—which just happened to be a bin-bucket. I threw up, retching until there was nothing left. Rage burnt in my chest, one that could only be satisfied by blood, but right now I was in no condition to seek after that. With my wolf gone, I was at my weakest, going up against an Alpha as powerful as Jefferson would be suicide. I didn’t escape death to fall back right into it. I needed to leave. I needed to leave this pack, but the question was to where? There was nothing waiting for me out there, no one and yet, I knew I had no other choice.With the urgency burning in my mind, I made my way

As a child, I used to love dancing. So much so that I pleaded with my parents to take dancing lessons back in the Winter-Hill Pack. When I danced, I became one with the music. In a way, it was freedom. Not anymore.Now it was no more than a performance. It was me trying to be something I was not. My heels clicked against the tiled floor as I made my way to the sound system. The song I’d selected was slow, gentle—but it had an edge to it, the perfect song.I started on the pole, going through various routines. And I had his full attention, but his eyes remained unreadable, leaving me unable to tell if he was actually enjoying this. I’d never wanted to be in a man’s head so bad as I wanted to be in his. And so, throwing caution out the window, I made my way to where he was seated, then lowered myself down on his laps. There it was, the glint in his eyes as he cocked an amused brow.“Scared?” I questioned, not minding the fact that I was the one with the heart in her throat. I’d never

Swallowing my humiliation, I took off my dress, leaving myself in nothing but the lingerie set I had on. It was different when I was on duty, nudity was expected, but now, it was so much different.Celia did her work thoroughly, before stepping away when she couldn’t find anything.“It seems she isn’t the thief,” The Bishopp finally concluded, but I didn’t miss the slight edge to his voice. “Is there anything else you’ll need from me?” I questioned, but my question was meant for the jerk with a look of total indifference on his face, not that I’d expected him apologetic.“No, Ruby. You may leave.” The Bishopp answered.I picked up my clothes to do just that, but then… something fell.It hit the ground with a clink.I froze.On the floor sat an emerald ring… a ring which had supposedly fallen from the dress I now held. My dress.A series of emotions crossed the Bishop’s face. Disappointment, sadness and then anger.“I—I don’t know how it got into there, I swear—”The Bishopp slammed