Contracted To The Alpha Daddy Novels & Stories

my father growls at me. “I am not Alpha, yet,” I say, clarifying to him and everyone here that I intend to take over this pack. “But I will be, effective today. You betrayed me and this pack, Alpha Arden. You embezzled money from one of your companies and when you couldn’t cover it up, you used me as leverage to pay off your debts by trying to sell me off in an alliance agreement with Alpha Christer and Alpha Stellan.” “You don’t know what you’re taking about,” he growls.

my father growls at me. “I am not Alpha, yet,” I say, clarifying to him and everyone here that I intend to take over this pack. “But I will be, effective today. You betrayed me and this pack, Alpha Arden. You embezzled money from one of your companies and when you couldn’t cover it up, you used me as leverage to pay off your debts by trying to sell me off in an alliance agreement with Alpha Christer and Alpha Stellan.” “You don’t know what you’re taking about,” he growls.

’ he had said, ‘we will have a stronger relation if we are joined. Dad worried if he was bluffing. After all, who could see the future? But the thought of his son becoming alpha while Adam’s daughter stayed beside me like a trophy wife was too big of a temptation to ignore. After all, it would give me all control of the entire territory as the alpha. Dad thought Alpha Adam is stupid. They made the settlements while I and Leila basically cried in our diapers.

He sneered and walked away. Jessica broke the awkward silence with a smile and said, “He’s a very busy Alpha. Too busy to explain the intricacies of your situation.” Beta Anthony looked at me and asked, “Do you understand the circumstances of the contract?” "I know that we’re married; my father sold me to the Alpha. I'm here to work off a debt. Just tell me what it is I need to do." “Beta Anthony, you didn’t explain what was going on here to Miss Clark?” Arthur asked, his voice flat and final without emotion.

My father’s fist thumps the table hard sending a vibration throughout the room. I hold my breath when Gabriel, the much larger Alpha stands. I couldn’t bear it if a fight broke out because I was sure my father would lose against the younger and bigger wolf. Not to mention there were four of them; who looked like they could destroy a small army. No wonder my father wanted to employ them. “We were offered a much larger sum of money by Alpha Crane of the Crimson Moon pack. His beta came to see us the day we were leaving to head here. Knew all about your business.”

“But why would you do all this? It makes no sense to betray your son.” Looking at my father, “Alpha, why go to all this trouble?”. “For the money,” my father says. “But it looks like from this agreement, it’s only yours if Anya mates with Jared,” Alpha Ryan says. “That makes no sense.”. Struggling my father finally blurts out, “There is a second agreement!”.

“Dad, if I get you correctly you need good investors right?” He placed all his attention on me, “Yes, do you have anyone in mind?” “What about the Alpha king? Wasn't that the reason you signed the contract agreement with him?” His body became stiff, I could read his body language. Something was really off, “Alpha Alexander is worse than the devil himself.” He uttered with a frown.

He had been making his own plans but then this opportunity to hurt her, to make her suffer had fallen into our laps and he'd been more than willing to go along with what I wanted. “The contract is null and void now,” my father’s voice is calm, disguising the rage coursing through his body, “we made a deal with Alpha Drake. We paid far more than you were willing to and when he realized that laws would dictate due to your marriage or marking of each other, he would gain your pack in the process, well, he was more than willing to sign a new contract. All you have to do is sign and allow him to mark you.” He sounds blasé about it. As though this is nothing more than business and maybe that was h

My father's jaw clenched silently with every passing second. "I understand," he said once. A pause. "I understand," he said again. Quieter this time. The line went dead. He lowered the phone slowly. My mother rose from the sofa. "Gerald. What was that?" He didn't answer immediately. He set the phone down on the mantelpiece. Then he stood there with his back to us for just a moment too long. "The Alpha," he said finally, "is withdrawing all his contracts from the company." My mother's hand flew to her chest.

“It's the largest pack around, way bigger than Redridge. According to the stories my brother told me, Alpha Damon actually built it years ago alongside his best friend, who died a long time ago. Now it’s basically a massive fortress. They send the best warriors there to train, but they also send people there to be broken and punished. It's brutal. If Jason is there, he’s definitely not having a good time.” We were still busy talking when the door was suddenly pushed open with a violent shove. Alpha Damon stood in the doorway. He was still wearing his dark tactical jacket, completely soaking wet from the pouring rain outside. He didn't look at the room or the luggage. His dark green eyes lock