Contract With The Alpha King Fiona Novels & Stories

As she was talking my mind was doing calculations on who the person she was talking about would be. “Our man told us the exact time your Alpha found his mate. When he did we knew that was our cue to set our plan in motion” she said clapping her hands. “Look…. I'm sure he lied” I said, trying to convince her. She laughed maniacally, “he wouldn't dare lie to my brother now. I mean, it's not every day you get to work for the most powerful man in the land” Fiona clearly had some screws loose in the head, that was evident. But I saw Alpha Christian the day of the ceremony and he hadn't met his mate yet.

His expression was unreadable, but there was something there—something that made me want to shrink back and yet stand my ground at the same time. His eyes roamed over my face like he was searching for something, and for a moment, I thought he might say something, ask something—anything that would give me away. But then, his eyes softened, his face unreadable again. There was no recognition there—no sign of the bond that had once tethered us so strongly. "She is the guest of the Alpha of the North, Alpha Kieran," Fiona said, her voice steady. "She’s not feeling well, and I was just taking her to Alpha Magnus’s quarters."

Jada cursed with gritted teeth and said to the alpha king, “The banshee is here again. Your Majesty, I will advise you to sign this contract if you want to save the queen's life. She might lose her life any moment from now. She might decide to terminate the contract after the queen has talked to her after regaining her life.” Upon hearing that, Alpha Ryder's fear increased, causing Gabriella to be happy. As soon as she put the contract paper into the brown envelope, she said to the Alpha king, who was standing dumbfounded in front of her.“ I'm leaving.” Just as she was about to leave, Alpha Ryder grabbed her hand and pulled her back. “Give me the envelope.” he stretched out his hand and reac

Fiona exhaled deeply, as she stood up, carrying the glass that held the water she let me drink. “Thank you,” I said, both sad and thankful. She paused by the door as she turned to face me. “I said that I respected your choice, but that didn’t mean I agree with your methods,” Fiona replied. “For what it’s worth, make sure to move fast and lure that stupid Alpha or yours right into your hands the way you have, unknowingly, lured my brother. Because I hate to be the one to break it to you, but Raja still doesn’t agree with your choice and she told me to tell you that you only have one year left to do what you have to do.”

I don’t know what I expected, but seeing Kyle fucking Fiona was not an image I wanted in my head. I wonder if she is the mate he spoke about on the phone? Before Isla, I know Alpha was pretty, um, intimate with Fiona. I take a few screenshots and send them to Alpha Zac. It seems Fiona could be working with him and I don't know what all Fiona knows about Alpha. *** I couldn’t get a good visual but I was able to hear a conversation with Kyle and another guy at Luna's Ceremony.

It read, "Alpha Johnson, your fiancée needs your help. Lycan King Kyle Norman wishes to forcefully wed your future wife. The Princess and I, King Benson Gemm would be delighted to have you take your stand and claim your beautiful wife-to-be, Princess Xylia." "Nonsense. Whether she lives or dies is none of my business. Why should I rescue someone that I haven't seen once? I don't even know if she provoked the Lycan king. They want to use me as a scapegoat, do they think I lack brains?" without batting an eyelid, the miffed Alpha king tore the letter to bits and threw them in the air.

Sienna countered, her delusion remaining unbroken even as the iron chains were brought out. The supervisor's laughter grew louder and more vicious. “If your presence was truly fond to his beast, why would his personal transport vehicle drop you at my gates at midnight?” Stopping for a brief second, the woman’s smile twisted into a horrific expression of pure mafia malice. “The Alpha King personally confided the instructions to my vanguard, calling you an inept, compromised asset. You are bound by blood contract to the Afolayan Dominion now. You will listen to the whip from this hour forward.”

I turn back to my father, who is crawling pathetically toward freedom, and sneer in disgust. “If she dies, your life is forfeit. Get out of my sight.” “Where are you, Fiona?” I murmur, feeling for our bond. It’s still silent and heavy, blocked by whatever is keeping me from feeling her. I knew the Alphas of the North weren’t happy, but I didn’t think they would stoop so low to kidnap a woman. Also, the fact that this captor wants to be King has me realizing this is something he’d planned for a long time. If I hadn’t taken over as King, more than likely he would have done something to the former King.

Therefore, I maintained my composure until the beta opened the documents, handed me a pen, and instructed me in a more authoritative tone, "Sign this." I narrowed my eyes, feeling confused, and asked in a worried tone, "What is this?" And I removed it from his possession so that I could read it. But as he explained to me, "this is sort of a contract that says that if you didn't give the alpha king an heir within a year, then you'll be sent to the slaves' house. However, if you were to provide the alpha king with an heir within the year, you will not only receive one hundred million dollars, but you will also be crowned queen for all time."

The young lady responded with a bow after Ethan left. While patiently waiting for the guest, Ethan took a sip of his cold milk. The door was knocked upon and he was allowed in. "Hello." Ethan stared at the man walking closer to him, his eyes scrutinizing each of his movements. "Hello." The man greeted me again with a smile. "Have your seat." Ethan directed him to one of the swivel chairs. "Thank you." "Your name?" "Alpha King from Blackwood Pack." He introduced himself. "How may I help you?" Ethan asked subconsciously. King pushed a brown envelope to him on the table.