Contract With The Alpha King Novels & Stories

It pains me to know that I had to bring home a briefcase, to sit in bed and work on contracts and new negotiations while Emily is soundly sleeping beside me. I tear my gaze off of the new contract that my pack’s lawyer gave to me. It has truly been a mess now that I have gone public with my candidacy to become the next Alpha King, businesses and other prominent societal members slowly dropping out one by one since they have already pledged a silence allegiance to another candidate.

Every word. Rowan studied him carefully. For the first time all night, concern appeared in his eyes. Not for Selene. For Kael. "You're already attached." Kael's gaze snapped toward him. "No." "You are." "No." Rowan laughed softly. "You carried her through the palace yourself." Silence. "You put her in your chambers." More silence. "You threatened half the kingdom for her." Kael looked away. Which was answer enough. The captain shook his head. "The mighty Alpha King is in trouble."

Eli whispered under his breath. One of the strangers laughed softly, as if amused. “So fast,” he said. “As expected of the Alpha King.” Eli’s head snapped toward Kieran at that word again. Alpha King. That title didn’t make sense to him, but the way those men said it—like it meant something powerful, something feared—made his stomach tighten. Kieran didn’t respond. His posture had changed completely. Gone was the calm, unreadable expression from before. Now there was something sharper.

I murmured, stunned by the relentless reality. "Sign this paper, dear." The lady handed me a pen, placing the contract on the table, waiting for my signature. "What is this?" I asked, confused and fearful. "A contract. The King Alpha bought you for two hundred dollars. Now, you must commit to serving him faithfully. If you find your mate, you must reject him, or he will be killed. If you refuse to sign, we will kill your family, the King Alpha does not share his women with any other man," she said, with icy seriousness.

He walked away immediately. Haga didn’t like being called by his name; I had never asked why, simply because I didn’t want to pry, but he preferred being called ‘Imp,’ which had now become his name. The Imp. “It’s signed by the King.” I said, passing the message to Aric. He tore it open and read it out. “The Alpha King writes to inform you that the Dawn Pack is under his command now, and so is every member of this pack.” he summarized. “What? But I hadn’t… mated him yet.”

Millie said softly and I rolled my eyes. " Okay," I simply agreed with her to finish this conversation. " Azriel, the king is madly in love with that woman, he broke a blood oath for her- Our alpha broke a pledge to one of the most powerful packs in the city for HER and went against prominent members of parliament to be with her. I don't want to imagine what he'll do when he finds out you want her," Millie looked worried about me, and I sighed.

He greeted me with a smile hanging on his face I was so lost in thoughts that I didn't even realize when he came in. "I'm doing fine." I returned. "Today, I am going to make you my Luna and be crowned the Alpha of the pack too and we will rule together." He smiled. He pushed a contract paper over to me and I read through it. It was the pack shifting contract. I has signed a a part of it before but this was going to conclude it all and there was no going back. But I certainly did not care.

My eyes followed her until she was out of the main door, and away from the space I occupied. Slowly, my gaze flickered to the group of Alphas in the corner. One of them was looking at me now. Alpha Kingsley—her father. His lips were tugged into a smug smile, that told me I could do nothing and he would always reign over this Kingdom like a secret puppet master. For the first time in five years, I smiled back. He had no idea what was coming for him and his group. Before this night ended, all of them would be dead. They would never get the chance to think of a Lycan as their puppet again. Because wolves could never be caged. They preferred death over becoming puppets in a circus.

"Stepping inside the alpha throne chamber, the warrior finds the Supreme Alpha King leaning back in his heavy obsidian chair, slowly inhaling the smoke of a burning herb-root." "The parchment clearly bears the blood signature of the young heiress, yet while the female looked ecstatic to escape his touch, the Alpha King, who should be celebrating his freedom, looks completely... miserable." "Supreme King." "Stelios steps forward, carefully packing the signed parchment into a leather vault." "The contract is secure, the young heiress's signature is sealed. This ensures the young lady can never use her wolf to pester your physical body in the coming winter moons, is this not the exact outcome y

He promised. "She wouldn't have gone that far," He sighed. "Ask around the neighboring packs, send spies if you have to. Just make sure you give me something." "Of course," Ethan replied. With a slight bow to Liam, he was dismissed along with his guards. Outside the training room, Ethan turned and began to address his warriors. "The Alpha won't spare our head if we don't provide Rowena" he stated. The courtyard was filled with silence. They knew who the real Alpha was, but having no choice and having to risk their head, they decided to remain silent and follow orders.