Contract Alpha Novels & Stories

Alpha Cane requested. “No, you may not; your input means nothing to me. Starting from this moment, all those who depend on this pack in one way or another will have to pay for it. Ten percent of your pack earnings would be sent directly to this pack; only then will you have access to anything belonging to this pack. You are dismissed.” “But Alpha…” “No buts.” Daemon said, silencing Alpha Zack. “I’ve passed the information; now leave, all of you.” One thing about Alphas is that they don't like being publicly disrespected, they had their egos to protect.

Or if he is the killer. If that’s true, then then I will just have to kill him. “Then, let's start this contract.” Alpha Charles pulled out his fangs, sinking his teeth into my neck. “I, Alpha Charles, reject you from my Mate,” he pledged, with blood on his lips. “From this day, I’m are your Alpha Master.” “I, Rosie Mauvelous, accept your rejection,” I said. “And from this day forward, I am your Contract Luna.” Alpha Charles never had this satisfied smile on his face. After biting my neck, the contract had been made. Today, my body officially belonged to him.

I nodded, wanting to suggest that the contract also state he wouldn’t try to seduce me, but I knew enough about werewolf culture to know I could never suggest that for an alpha. I looked down at the contract and read it through carefully once more. “I need a pen, please,” I said, looking at the beta, whose name I needed to learn. He pulled a plain but obviously high-quality fountain pen from his breast pocket and handed it to me. I used Chloe’s little nightstand as a desk and signed the paper, and then handed the pen back to the beta and the contract to the alpha. They both took the items with a little nod.

Her blonde hair circles into tight ringlets that bounced around her face. “Alpha Dane.” Her shrill voice made me wince and I knew my hand had automatically tightened around Alpha Danes. “We were not expecting you yet. I believe the contract stated that you would return after thirty days.” So they had read it. “It also states that I will return within fourteen if I’m not satisfied.” Alpha dane mutters as he give my hand a little squeeze back. “You got what you want!” Luna Cassandra glares at me. “And we have not done anything wrong.”

“Well, when you owe me money and go against a contract, this is what happens. “Contract? What the–” Alpha Samuel looked at the contract that Constantine gave him. Frantically he sifted through the ledger showing all the purchases that had been made on his behalf. But he didn’t need to know that. Instead, I would allow Alpha Samuel to think he was losing his mind, just as his father had. “Impossible,” he murmured while scrolling the pages. Samuel looked at me and then to Constantine. I needed Lyla to get here already. She was the key piece to my plan. “There has to be a mistake, Alpha Constantine. I never authorized these transactions.”

“Sit.” “I’m not here for tea and pleasantries, Alpha,” I said, folding my arms across my chest. “Say what you need to say.” A muscle in his jaw twitched, but he didn’t push back. Instead, he reached for a thick envelope sitting on the desk and slid it toward me. “What’s this?” I asked, not touching it. “A contract,” he said plainly. “Our terms. The mating bond. Your role and my expectations.” I let out a sharp, humourless laugh. “Of course you have a contract. Gods forbid anything in your life be based on trust or respect.”

Those eyes that were shining from excitement had turned into a hidden gloom. “I wish the Alpha could have made it. My daughter has always been excited to see him.” Beta Jake took another deep breath, facing towards me. “I am very sorry, Lady Mandy. I wish I could do something.” Gently, I shook my head and smiled just enough to acknowledge his apology. “It’s okay, Beta Jake. No need to apologize. The Alpha is just doing his job for the sake of his pack.” All of a sudden, Beta Jake’s downed spirit had been lifted.

She asked me. “Yes, but that's just between us. When we are in public, we act like any married couple in love.” I tell her. “Ok, well then, we're going to need to come up with a story if we are to sell this.” She tells me. “Does this mean that you accept?” I asked her. “Yes, I accept your proposition, Alpha Damon, but I want it in writing.” She tells me. “Of course, I'll have the contract written up immediately,” I tell her.

Any betrayal will be met with severe consequences. Satisfied with what we’ve created, I exhale deeply, rubbing my temples before opening my email. *** The email I type to the Alphas: To: Alpha Lillian Grant, Alpha Elias Thorn, Alpha Dorian Vex, Alpha Victor Hale CC: Marcel (Witness) From: Alpha Jensen Collins Subject: Finalization of the Alliance Agreement Alphas, I once again want to extend my gratitude towards all of you for attending the alliance meeting and standing in unity with us against Crimsonclaw. With your support, we are taking the first major step towards ensuring the survival of both of our kinds.

"Then we fall back on the Council's method. And none of us do that." Rhea took a breath, the scent of the Alphas, lighter now, still thickly present in the air. This was a gamble. A terrifying, lethal gamble. But it was a choice. A choice she hadn't been given before. "Alright," Rhea said, the word weighing on her tongue. "I will sign your bargain, Alpha Wolfe." Her gaze locked on each of theirs, unyielding with resolve. "But understand this: my compliance is not absolute. You cross over this agreement, you push beyond my limits, and it's all off. I will fight all of you, and I will figure out how to break this bond, even at the cost of destroying myself."