Novel & Cerita Contract With The Alpha King Fiona

"You're playing with fire, Alpha. Making her ex-husband, a neighboring kingdom’s Prince, believe that he is being invited to her wedding with someone else is too cruel." Kieran shrugs nonchalantly. "Sometimes, you have to be a bit ruthless to protect what matters. Now, make it happen." Mark sighs, having no choice but to agree to his Alpha’s command. "Alright. I'll get everything in order.” ____________________ Fiona’s POV The next few days at the office are pure torture. Micah refuses to even look at me or take part in any kind of conversation. Even in meetings he insists to be a part of, he barely acknowledges me.

Fiona disagreed. "It has always been Austin, you don't care about me. I'm glad I released Dracula" Brooklyn flared and Fiona stood up. "Yo.you.. you're..released..Dr..Dracula? He's never going to make you alpha, he's going to use you" Fiona cried out with tears. "Join us mom, this whole thing would stop when Austin drops his pride and forfeit his position" "No, never! No alpha has ever done that, we would fight till the last of our breath" Fiona replied with determination.

“I haven’t imprisoned any omega. If an omega commits a crime, they’re executed immediately. No trials. No pardon. You know that, Alpha.” “She said you ordered it,” I say slowly. “I don’t waste time on omegas,” he snaps. “They’re insignificant to me.” Darius shifts uneasily. “The only one imprisoned with magical cuffs… is the princess.” Silence slams into the room like a door shutting. I look at them. They look at each other. Nothing lines up. The Alpha King turns back to me, his gaze sharp and assessing. “What is your mate’s name, Alpha Kei?”

"I'll stand by your side and you'll complete the whole form. You can take however long you want but once you start,no one else will be able to talk to you until you finish. You're not to miss out any details you think are necessary." "Why?" Is the only question I can come up with. Blake expressions form into that of a realization. "Oh I forgot you don't know. These files will inform the council if you're capable or not. "Of what?" She states casually. "Of being the Alpha King's mate, ofcourse."

Ishmaela's eyes widened and she quickly lowered her head in respect to Aranya. "I am glad to meet you, my Queen. Ishmaela pays respect." The lady said and Aranya glanced up at Alfredo. "Queen?" She asked in confusion. "I am the Alpha King, Aranya. You will be crowned the Queen when we get back to the pack. You'll be my Queen and my Luna." Alfredo explained before facing Ishmaela. "Is breakfast ready?" "Yes, Alpha King." Alfredo handed over the phone to Ishmaela and took Aranya's hand.

The urge to storm back and make her react, make her hiss, kick, bite, whatever is strong, but the irritation about the urge pushes me to grab the first letter from the stack and break the seal. The letter is full of polite formalities at first. The kingdom is several days of travel away. The Alpha King is making his way to Caldara in hopes of meeting with Fiona personally. The man doesn't mince words and includes a hefty figure that would fill Caldara's coffers enough to make it through several winters without problem. The contract he sent ahead includes a breeding clause. If Fiona bears him a son, he'd pay more. The fact that the man makes it clear that it's a more advantageous offer than t

"About the contract, about us." The Alpha King's lips curled into a sly smile. "Ah, the contract. Always the source of so much trouble." Samantha's brow furrowed. "What do you mean?" He took a step closer, his eyes locking onto hers. "You see, Samantha, the contract was never just about securing our packs' survival. It was about something much more... personal." Samantha's heart skipped a beat. "What are you saying?" "I'm saying," the Alpha King murmured, his voice low and intimate, "that our union was destined from the start. The contract was merely a formality to ensure our paths crossed."

Then he turns to me. “Something going on, I need to know about?” he asks. “No,” I say simply. I fix my eyes in an unblinking, concentrated stare and meet his gaze.“ Are there any contractually necessary activities coming up, Alpha Santiago?” His eyes scan my face, and his eyebrows furrow. “No, not that comes to mind.” I sigh. “Good, keep me apprised, please. I want to fulfill my obligations. I do believe that your feral issue is no longer as much of a threat. Perhaps we can look into amending the living situation clause?”

“Of course, I am right.” “But I have another option.” “Which is?” “Take pleasure in Helena as often as I can, but not fully mate her.” “You’re walking on a thin thread, Alpha. Are you sure you want to do that?” I nodded with no doubt. “Yes! I have promised Freya, Helena’s mother, that I’ll take care of and protect Helena. I won’t break my words. Not now, not ever. I couldn’t be an Alpha anymore if my promise couldn’t be trusted.”