Contract Alpha Novels & Stories

"As you can see there, the contract mentioned that in exchange for me providing them with financial aid, I get 100 percent shares from every resources they have. And that means everything." I sighed, looking through the contract. Alpha Chris knew exactly what he was doing when he made them sign this contact. He must have known that they had a lot of oil residing in that pack, and he struck when they were vulnerable. What a sneaky man. I pushed the paper aside, looking at him dead in the eye. "Although it says here that you own a 100 percent of their resources, that does not mean you can take everything thing from them." Alpha Chris frown, his eyes squinting. "What do you mean? I can do whate

"It’s too big for just me. Cassie already offered for me to move into her dorm room, and I was planning to do that soon. I can’t accept this house. And the money you sent for this contract? I haven’t even spent half of it." "The Alpha has already agreed to let you move in here—" "Wait, Alpha? You told him I’m moving in?" I interrupted, incredulous. "Yeah. He was furious when he found out I entered this house last night after he banned me from using it because of the constant night parties I hosted here. But I told him I brought you here because you said you loved the house and wanted us to live here together after our mating ceremony," he explained, utterly unbothered by the his lie.

I said. “Their names don't mean much. Not anymore,” Jeremy snickered. “What we need is the Alpha signature. Stephen and Felicity are ex alpha and ex Luna.” “And what will happen if we sign these contracts?” Hazel asked. “The terms are all laid. But basically, you will sell us a set number of wolves per year,” Carlos said. My stomach turned. Everyone fell silent. Carlos reached for another sandwich and for a long moment, the only sound was his obnoxious chewing. Johnson placed his hand on my knee. He gave it a reassuring pat.

she smiled annoyingly. I reached out my hand and took out a sheet of Elsie's photo that I had prepared and another photo that was of Seth. "If you can find them for me, then I promise to give you the help you need someday. I give you an alpha's promise. I will keep it." An alpha's promise is a binding one, more than mere talk, because it is forced on the one who says it, like a debt that must be paid and restrained. He smiled happily. His hand took the photo, looked at it, and then put it away. "Alright then, but in the meantime, you better stay here and wait. Maybe the results will come out sooner."

The Reign Pack had always been spoken of in whispers, their name laced with rumors, secrets, and blood. "W–what? You're a werewolf,?" she asked. "Yes and an Alpha too. And you're not a werewolf I guess but an Alpha. Impressive. I came to offer you something." Serena's brow lifted. "What could you possibly offer me?" He reached into his coat and pulled out a dark leather folder, handing it to her without hesitation. "I'll go straight to the point. An alliance. A contract."

I needed to see it for myself before I jumped to conclusions, not that it mattered much now. It didn’t take me long to find the contract. It was sealed in a large yellow envelope. I unwrapped the string and slid the papers out, scattering them across the desk. My breath hitched painfully when I saw it. There it was. Written clearly on the fourth page of the contract, slipped in amongst the other clauses. “Upon being marked by Alpha Dominic, I understand that my symptoms will improve only for each day we stand together. Any breach of contract will result in immediate regression of symptoms. I understand that only Alpha Dominic may decide when the contract will officially terminate.”

“Before you realised how much value I am worth, right? He winced in pain like I was misunderstanding. “Lucy, I…” I brought the contract and held it up for him to see. “Well, you don't need to worry about yourself explaining anymore. I've got great news for you, dear Alpha. This contract which you drafted in your favor? Well, it’s VOID now!” His sprang up in shock. “What are you talking about?”

"And I’m not paying a debt I didn't sign for!" "You signed for it the moment you accepted the Tether," the Broker countered, gesturing to the violet-gold cord that still pulsed between my wrist and Dante’s. "That link isn't just a connection; it’s a ledger. Every ounce of energy the Alpha gave you, every drop of blood he spilled to keep you stable... it’s all recorded. And the interest is compounding." Suddenly, the wave of Scrappers moved.

I pass a copy of the contractual agreement to my warrior who tosses it on Alpha Cory’s desk. His hands shake in rage, his Beta is equally angry, but I continue. Both men are acting like children who got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. We reviewed the agreement in its entirety, and I confirmed with Alpha Cory that it was his signature on the document. “Great so now that we have that figured out, let’s take a look around the property, shall we?”. Alpha Cory stands and walks around his desk, “If you want to look around, go ahead. The Beta will show you the place. For now, I have some calls I need to make,” he says as he pushes us out of his office.

"No." Miss Blythe was taken aback by Alpha's response, but he turned to Beta Algie. "Maybe next time. My cousin is here, and I think we have something important to talk about." Miss Blythe opened her mouth to speak about her realization regarding Beta, but Alpha continued, "Sophia?" Even though he didn't look directly at me, it was clear that he was calling my attention. "S-Sir?" I responded with a bow. "Give me the contract."