Contract With Alpha Logan の小説・ストーリー

I wondered how long he had been planning this out; it must have been a while. If I thought I had seen it all, the statement in the last paragraph changed that. “The contractor shall not break this contract for any reason else; /she/ stands to be punished by the contractee in any way he seems fit.” I placed the file on the table. I knew he was twisted; it should be no surprise, but this was beyond even my expectations. Alpha Thane had a habit of surprising people, and I did not mean that in a positive way. “You will punish me?” I questioned

Right at the top of the stairs, my beta, Axel, waited for me with a few maids that I instantly instructed to take care of her. “How did it go?” Axel asked almost immediately through our mind link so that no one could hear us. I didn’t respond. I knew just what he was talking about, he was aware of the only reason why I needed a pretend Luna for the next six months. The council gave me an ultimatum to provide a Luna within the space of a week, that was the only thing I needed to qualify me to become the Alpha of Alphas. A powerful position that held power and prestige that every Alpha including Marcus coveted.

Isabella squeaked as she stared at her system and I was there, standing like a robot waiting for the next command. "Yes, but we haven't heard from the Alpha yet. We need to be sure we're still affiliated with the Green Howling Pack after the death of Alpha Ryker! The rumors I'm hearing are bad and I don't want the Alpha to get pissed." Jake, the accountant said, massaging the bridge of his nose as he spoke to Isabella. "That won't be an issue, you know Lex never goes back on his word." "Well, I can't say. He promised never to get married but he did and his wife is someone you don't even know! He can bend his rules!"

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."

Afterward, I became depressed a bit and my father, after the fact that I got settled down, wanted me to choose a mate since we were privileged to. He said that for me to become an Alpha fully, I needed to get a mate and bring her to him. I then met Clara, my mate. She was rejected by the overgrown cock that caused chaos the last time. She was the one who rejected him to be precise and so I offered her a contract to be my mate forever. She signed the contract because she needed her father to get treated quickly. I just happened to have been on the way out.

I said firmly as I lay on the bed, my eyes weren’t fully closed because it didn't look safe, Zarek didn’t sleep, he kept his eyes straight on his cellphone. The sound of his ringtone echoed through the room, I wasn’t asleep yet. Zarek cursed under his breath, his thumb sliding across the screen. Before he could speak, I leaned closer, my voice was low and firm. “Who could be calling you at this hour? As the Alpha don’t you get to have your own personal life?” He didn’t glance at me. His words came cold, clipped, meant to annoy me. “We are together by contract Selene,” he said quietly. “My business isn’t yours.”

“I will talk to Lewis about sending some of our wolves. Lewis will know who to send.” Logan nodded and pulled out a bunch of papers from his desk drawer. “That’s my cue to leave.” I said, making Logan roll his eyes. “Being Alpha isn’t that glamorous.” Logan mumbled. “It’s mostly just paperwork.” “That’s why I enjoy being Beta.” I smirked. “I get to go talk to Lewis while you drown in paperwork.” Logan rolled his eyes at me again, and I chuckled. “I will see you later, man.” I said as I stood up and walked to the door.

He races up the stairs to the helm, where Sawyer turns, casting a wild look at the two of us. Logan pants as he rasps, “I pledge my loyalty to the pack Tempest Valley and its Alpha and Beta.” I rear back, my heart skipping several beats as he says the unthinkable, “I denounce my affiliation to the pack Silverhide, of the Deadlands, and it’s Alpha.” “Oh, my Goddess,” I whisper. Logan’s hand unravels from mine, my arm falling slack at my side. Sawyer clasps his arm, nodding grimly.

"My name is not of your concern. My pack is the one you stand on right now and as for the deal you are here to offer?" I say straightening my back and staring at him. "I am afraid I don't agree to it." His jaw clenches further if possible. His aura turning deadlier. He doesn't say anything,not even argues with me. His silence making an uneasiness to settle in me. Was he not offended? Alpha's don't take disrespect lightly,then why was he so silent. "There is the door. You may leave Alpha Logan. I have some important work to do." With this ,I pull out some papers and start reading them.

He said. “I’m busy.” I said. “It’s not a request.” He said, standing in front of me. I stared at him for a moment before I finally got up and I walked towards the packhouse. Beta Levi opened the door for me and I walked inside to see Alpha Logan in the bar area sitting at a table with some files in front of him. “You can leave.” Alpha Logan said to Beta Levi. So Beta Levi turned around and walked away pretty quickly. “Didn’t we say everything we needed to say last night?” I asked.