Contract With Alpha Logan Chapter 81 Novels & Stories

"Elena, if we don't survive tomorrow..." "We will," I said, my voice as hard as the quartz above us. "Because the Alpha’s Regret isn't finished yet. You still have eighty chapters of redemption to go." He let out a short, surprised laugh, the tension breaking for just a moment. "Only eighty?" "If you're lucky," I teased, a ghost of a smile touching my lips. We stood there in the quiet of the armory, the "Hidden Luna" and the "Regretful Alpha," finally standing on the same side of the line.

Nothing was burning or wolfs screaming yet. The Alpha was at the border. He ran to me. “Alpha Chris, you came faster than I expected.” And he should be grateful. My eyes scanned the place again. “There’s nothing happening here.” He looked down. “Yes, there isn’t.” What? But his letter… “Logan didn’t attack the pack. He had come in as a potato supplier then kidnapped my Beta, mate and five others in the barn.” That was still bad. “But why didn’t you say that? Your letter said he was destroying the pack.”

Logan tightened his grip on my hand, pulling me behind him like a shield. “Run?” I asked. He shook his head. “No. We stand.” I swallowed my fear, feeling the strange, fierce strength that surged through him. The Alpha wasn’t just a curse. He was a protector, my protector. One of the hunters stepped forward, a tall man with cruel eyes. “Logan Blackridge,” he sneered. “Your time ends tonight.” Logan’s gaze was icy steel. “You’re welcome to try.” The standoff was a heartbeat, fragile, charged, ready to snap.

His hands shook as he spoke: “T-Thane… they say Logan is dead. Is it—“ “It’s true, Alpha,” Gamma Thane confirmed, the words half-suppressed in his throat. “His mate called us. We’re just coming from his home—“ “I want answers!!” Alpha Williams grabbed the Gamma's chest, his eyes bloodshot, face creased in raw denial. “Who did it?? Where did you keep them? Bring them to me right now, Thane—“

Andrew POV Logan’s eyes changed color. They were pitch black. But I couldn’t give a fuck. I wasn’t lying to my sister again. I wasn’t going to risk losing her. Not again. “How dare you?!” Logan screamed. “I’m your Alpha!” “Right now, you are a man who wants to lie to my sister.” I gritted my teeth. “Right now, you are a man who wants my sister. And I don’t give a flying fuck about you being an Alpha!”

She had another plan in her head. “Okay, what is the procedure for the covenant?” she asked. “Anything you ask for will be granted to you.” He said and Beatrice stared in shock. “Really! Okay! It is a deal. What do you want me to do?” she asked as she pondered on many things she would ask for and her eyes lit up. She knew that a blood covenant of an Alpha will never be bleached. She was going to make it unbearable for them and reinstated Logan back as the Alpha he was supposed to be.

Even though my boots are the newest addition to the wood floor, the day's heavy practice brings our movements into a perfect rhythm of unspoken understanding. It has been a real long time since my wolf felt this kind of pure happiness. Being surrounded by like-minded male wolves who share the same dream always brings joy to my spirit. I stretch my arms out wide, taking a deep breath of the wood-scented air inside the hall. But as my fingers touch my belly, a cold shiver suddenly runs down my spine, making me look toward the dark windows. BOOK 2 IS OUT- THE ALPHA’S FIRST FALL 2

If I managed to return alive, I would never hand her over to anyone else. "Regrettably, I arrived late, allowing her to suffer so many grievances under your care." Logan pulled a gold-embossed mating contract from his coat. He unrolled it seamlessly right in front of the entire crowd. Stamped clearly upon the parchment was the official crest of the Northern Alpha, placed right alongside my signature. "Can you see it clearly now? Seven days ago, Chloe already agreed to become the future Luna of the North. Today, she came here to attend my mating ceremony. Not yours."

Lucian continued, “you do so under guard. You do not leave the estate without my explicit permission. You do not attend any future rituals. You do not so much as breathe near my Luna without a warrior between you.” Victor’s face purpled. “You can’t—” he began. Lucian’s eyes flashed. “I can,” he snapped. “I am Alpha of this pack. Not you. Your human laws and contracts don’t override that.” He turned to Harlan. “We’ll review the contract officially,” he said. “Clause by clause. I want a full legal accounting of every advantage it gives the Hales. And every way we can change that.” Harlan’s lips curled into a small, satisfied smile.

The council gathering happens three days after they burn Garrett's camp. Amelia stands at the edge of the clearing where the entire pack has assembled, Liora sleeping peacefully in her sling, and watches the father take his position at the center. He's in full formal authority now, not the gentle grandfather who rocks his granddaughter to sleep. This is the former alpha who built a territory through blood and strategy. The crowd is massive. Every wolf in the pack, from the youngest scouts to the eldest advisors. They've all heard rumors by now. Whispers of attacks, of threats, of Amelia killing a traitor with her own blade while her daughter was strapped to her chest.