All Chapters of THE ALPHA’s DEAD CONTRACT WIFE: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Cyhilenia’s POV Being there with him in the room, with those beautiful paintings on the wall, I could see a part of him that I didn’t know existed, and even though I still tried to hold onto my resentment for him, I could see myself having a soft spot for him. A few minutes after we had gotten into the room, he received a call from his Beta, and he demanded that we leave the room. “We need to leave.” He said, looking at me with a smile on his face. “Why? We just got here. Or are you suddenly unable to handle the truth about your life?” I asked him with a hoarse tone, but I could see that he had already made up his mind not to react to any of my tantrums, even though he always looked like he was about to. “That’s not it, Cyhilenia. We have to be somewhere, now.” We argued for a while, but he was persistent in his attempt to convince me to follow him out of the room to another location. “I hope you are right, I hope this is worth it.” “Trust me, you will love it,” He said reassu

Cyhilenia’s POV “Cyhilenia here is my Luna, she is my Mate. I believe that you all know what it means when someone says he has a mate. This is not a debate for her acceptance. You all asked me to get a new Luna for the Pack, and now I have brought one. What is the fuss all about?” There was a silence in the hall, as no one knew what they were going to say in response to his words. He looked at the men in the room one after the other, and I could see the anger in his eyes. “We are truly sorry, Alpha Logan…” Elder Borris spoke up a few seconds later, getting rid of the silence in the hall, but it was obvious that he still had a lot of things to say, as he only paused to be sure that he had the Alpha’s attention. “There was once a case of a second Chance Mate in this Pack, which was between your Uncle Hector and his current Mate…” “I didn’t know about that.” The Alpha said almost immediately with his eyes widened in disbelief. I wondered why he didn’t know about his uncle’s Second M

Cyhilena ’s POV His tone tine was a little above a whisper, yet it was loud enough to want to damage my eardrums just as it was annoying enough to make my face scowl. “It’s so nice having you here.” He said, probably in an attempt to cheer me up, but I had already decided that I was going to keep my face the way it was no matter what he said. Realizing that he was going to embarrass himself if he went further with speaking to me along the hallway, he cleared his throat twice and then turned to look at the servant standing a few steps away from me. “Take her to that Chamber over there, and make sure she gets everything that she needs.” “What?” The servant wasn’t able to stop herself from expressing the shock she felt upon hearing those words from the Alpha. She suddenly realized what she had done, and bent her face in fear, making sure to take two steps away in an attempt to stay safe. “Did I stutter? Or are you just trying to be stupid?” “I am sorry, Alpha Logan.” “Shut the f

Cyhilenia’s POV I kept the bouquet on the table, and sighed heavily, looking at the food on the table for the second time, as the sweet aroma from the several dishes patted my nose with so much delight. “You can go ahead; you look like you need to eat something really quick.” I didn’t even realize that I had given myself away so easily. I only hoped that I had not acted like a glutton when I quickly grabbed the jug and poured some coffee into the teacup placed on a saucer in front of me, and then I grabbed some sandwiches, and took a bite from one of them. I so much loved the taste of the sandwiches, they reminded me of the times I spent with my mother in the kitchen when I was much younger, preparing most of the meals we ate as a family, that was when I knew so much joy and peace before my mother disappeared after my father's shocking revelation. “Are you okay?” His words suddenly brought me back to reality, as I held onto a slice of the sandwich close to my mouth, after I had

Logan’s POV I paused for a while, and when I looked at her, I realized that her interest was still vibrant, and she wanted to hear the rest of the story, even though I really didn’t think I had any other thing to say to her “What happened afterward? Did he accept his defeat in good fate?” She asked, getting rid of the silence that had lingered for almost a minute, but I was really tired of telling the story, as I was getting close to the part that tormented me. I inhaled some air which I let out slowly, before I continued to talk, not even sure of the particular words I was going to say. I devised that I was going to speak on impulse, just to keep her entertained. “My father told me that Hector tried to get some of the Elders of the Pack to demand that my Grandfather’s decision be revoked, but it was already too late, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.” “My father was crowned the heir to the throne a few months later, and he took over after a few years when his fathe