Contract With Alpha Logan Novels & Stories

Carl smiled insincerely and winked at Alpha Logan. "I promise you that you would give up easily this time. That slave is not for you. You can buy anyone else but not my personal slave. Stay away from her." Alpha Logan warned. He wasn't smiling at all. "There's no big deal in it. I am not going to harm her at all. She would prefer me to you," Logan folded his fist, trying to control himself. He gulped down his wine with the other hand. "Let's talk about something else. How were you able to squeeze out time to visit me? An alpha is always busy with one activity or the other in his pack," he asked as he dropped the empty cup, changing the topic of discussion.

Thane and I are building our relationship much stronger, it’s still rocky at some edges, since he doesn’t always agree with what I say, but somehow we are getting there. Though some rogues still lurk around, with the constant meeting with the Alphas, we are trying to minimize them. Logan is living life, well not like that. He has become a businessman and a CEO of his own fast leading company; I spoke to him yesterday since he’s always flying to countries, meeting with prominent people.

He spat at me, "My pack isn't suffering and my pack affairs are under control. We don't need the New Ridge Pack meddling in our business." His words were echoed by some of the others, who nodded and grunted in agreement. They seemed to forget who they were talking to, who they were dealing with. They seemed to forget that I was Alpha Logan, the ruthless fucker who helped them all when they were under heat. I stood up and snapped my fingers. One of my men walked in with a stack of papers and spread them on the table. He handed a few files to each Alpha, who took them reluctantly. When they read through the contents, their smugness drained out of them immediately.

He shook his head, coming up behind me wrapping his arms around me. “I don’t think it will be a problem. Besides, being Alpha doesn’t pay. Owning a multimillion-dollar shipping company that pays,” Logan said, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. “Come on. Let’s go face the firing squad,” he said, taking my hand and pulling me along behind him.

And it wasn’t as if Logan could sneak out of this situation, he would have to take Daniella as his mate even if he did not want to, when that happened… this debt would sooner or later get off his head. When the other alphas heard Alpha Edwin’s guarantee they heaved a sigh of relief. At least now they had a chance to recover the money, however, Alpha Remi who had seen how sneaky Alpha Edwin could be immediately said, “Then shall we draw up the contract?” “Co…Contract?” Alpha Edwin stuttered. He did not expect something like this to pop up. “Why do we need to draw a contract? Do you not trust my word as the alpha of my territory?”

Slowly, reluctantly, I lifted my head, my gaze sweeping across the room. There they were—all the Alphas, watching me with expressions that ranged from mockery to something even darker. Their eyes locked on me like predators circling their prey. I could recognize all of them, and they could recognize me. This was all a set up. “Well, well,” One of the Alphas spoke, his voice laced with mockery. I turned to look at him and recognized him immediately. Logan, Alpha of the Midnight Howlers, a tall, dark-haired man with a cruel smile. He had once tried to challenge my authority in a border dispute.

The wine from the banquet was making my head heavy and foggy. I called for Carl. "Get me a hangover potion." Usually, Eva would prepare it without needing to be asked. She'd also bring me a few sweet fruits to mask the bitter aftertaste. Carl rushed off, only to return looking troubled. "I'm sorry, Alpha Nick. We're out of hangover potions. Luna Eva always handled this. I'll go buy some right away." I waved him off, feeling even more annoyed. When the potion finally arrived, I downed it and nearly threw it all back up.

he asked me as we looked at each other. “Fine! But in one rule," I responded. "What is it? “he asked me. "Let me flirt with other guys. You have no right to control my life" I told him, sarcastically. He just laughed at what I said to him and agreed. He said he doesn't even care about my personal life. He just needs a wife to show up in front of the council. We signed a one year contract just to make sure that we don’t break any rules.

I asked them when they opened it up and they grabbed me on both of my arms. The urge to tear off their heads and drink every last blood in their body came at me like a wave but I brushed it off. “The alpha said we should release you.” They said before they escorted me out of the dungeon, leaving Logan behind.

he questioned, I shrugged. “I’ve not thought that far yet.” “You do realize after we’ve gotten Scott abducted and she’d had her revenge, she’d have no more reason for staying, right?” “Not unless I give her a reason to stay,” I said simply, but of course Gideon had read every single meaning behind those words. “What are you up to, Alpha?” “I’ll say we focus on the task ahead of us. You deliver the letter, while I make sure this doesn’t end up a total disaster.”