Lahat ng Kabanata ng The alpha's contract : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Logan POV I have never pretended to fully comprehend the mystical design of the sacred pairing. Yet the moment Briar stepped into my sphere, every instinctive law I had accepted as fact crumbled. How could every fiber of my being recognize her as mine when she still bore Tristan’s fading mark on her throat and held a legal tie to his pack? For years, my elders insisted I take a chosen mate to solidify my line, but I refused. Call it stubborn pride or instinct, but I held out for a soul connection. Then came Briar. From the instant her subtle scent—a delicate fusion of winter jasmine and cracked cedar—first hit my senses, it was burned into my mind. When I recognized her as my mate earlier today, I expected an undeniable, reciprocal spark. Instead, she treated me with the polished, unreadable composure of a stranger. It infuriated me. The residual bond between her and Tristan was clearly deteriorating, decaying from his repeated betrayals, but the faint mark remained. Watching h

Briar POV"I'll give you space tonight. Please read through the contract and sign it, and I'll collect it in the morning," Alpha Logan said. His dark eyes held a warm flame as he reached out, gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear.His gentle, intimate actions left me completely confused. Why was he pursuing me when he could have any unbonded woman in the region? I was currently a Luna in name only, actively seeking legal separation from my Alpha, with no pack territory to call my own. What was his true motive behind this proposal? I couldn't understand why he wanted me to stand beside him as his Luna for a year. Had he simply given in to the mounting pressure from his pack elders?Once he stepped out and the door clicked shut, I went into the adjoining bathroom to take a hot bath. Looking around at the polished marble and luxury fixtures, I couldn't help but marvel at the vast wealth Logan commanded. It made me wonder even more why a man with such resources was so invested

Logan POVWatching the tense back-and-forth between Alpha Tristan and Briar made one thing crystal clear: their marriage was crumbling beyond repair. He treated her like an afterthought, reducing her value every single day while pretending to care."That's strange," I murmured, turning my focus directly onto Tristan. "Though now seems as good a time as any to address the contract, wouldn't you say, Alpha Tristan?"I walked over to the desk and pulled a dark purple folder from the bottom drawer—the one I had set aside late last night. I caught the brief look of confusion on Briar's face; she clearly hadn't seen this file before.Opening it, I retrieved a stapled set of documents. "This is the official agreement we executed. I have multiple copies on file. Under these terms, Luna Briar is required to remain at the Nord Pack for the full execution phase of the Golden Gate project. Your Beta, Cassian, specifically demanded an advance deposit, which I paid in full. Pulling her out now cons

Briar POV A soft knock at the door broke through my thoughts. I spun around just as the door swung open to reveal Alpha Logan framed in the entryway, his sharp gaze locked onto me. He carried a sleek leather portfolio tucked against his side. Heat rushed to my cheeks under his intense scrutiny. "Alpha Logan," I murmured, smoothing my hands down my dress. "I'm ready." "You look breathtaking," he said softly, his dark eyes sweeping over me with unexpressed heat. My breath hitched in my throat. I couldn't understand why a simple compliment from him made my heart race so wildly. "Thank you." He stepped into the room and extended the folder toward me. "I've reviewed and signed the contract copy. This one is for your records." My fingers trembled slightly as I took the papers from him. The mere weight of the document felt like a tangible step toward my freedom. "Thank you again." I walked over to the antique writing desk, slid the top drawer open, and tucked the contract safely inside

Briar's POVGenevieve's audacity knew no bounds, and my patience was wearing dangerously thin. Piece by piece, she was dismantling the alliances and goodwill I had spent years establishing.I was well aware that the council wives held her in total disdain, regarding her as the embodiment of deceit. Yet, they kept their disapproval strictly behind closed doors, offering her neither public condemnation nor support.Deprived of backing from the elite, Genevieve pivoted, actively courting the favor of the omegas. This strategic move wouldn't have troubled me so much if she hadn't managed to win over the lower-ranking members of my own pack—a development that left me deeply unsettled. Whatever manipulative game she was playing, she was accelerating her timeline rapidly. If I didn't step up my strategy immediately, I would be the one dragged off to the dungeons.I broke the seal on the letter held in my fingers. Expecting a message from the omegas, I was met instead with words penned by Gen