Novel & Cerita Contracted To The Alpha Daddy

"Guess what? Anyway, I heard you secured the contract with the Alpha King some days ago. You know, I had talked to my father to say a good word about you to the Alpha king, hence, you got the contract." "Really, Adriana?" "You know I will do anything for Tyler. That's why I came so we could celebrate your win." "Hm, if I heard right before, you said your father sent you." "Shut up. You shouldn't remember insignificant things." She sneered at him. "Tyler, it's all thanks to me, I deserve a gift…" "No, you did nothing. I secured it with my abilities, okay?" I hope my words sank into her head. What a charlatan. I'm sure the contract I got wasn't thanks to said-mighty-father, Alpha Rick.

“This file contains the contract that you will sign, and the contract is letting you know that you will never conceive a child for the Alpha King….” My nose wrinkled. How was that possible? How can I be a breeder and not conceive a child? I rubbed my nose and adjusted. This isn't some simple contract, so I have to get things clear. “My lady, how is that possible? Alpha expects a child from me. How can I not conceive for him a child and still get my money?”

She was a signature on a contract five years overdue, a merger between two of the largest pack fortunes on the East Coast that should have been finalized before I'd finished my twenties, and every day it sat unclaimed was a day some other Alpha got to look at what belonged to my family and wonder if the terms might still be negotiable. That was the calculation. Underneath it, uninvited, sat something less clean, the plain fact that another man had put his hands on what I'd already decided was mine, and something ugly and possessive flared straight through my chest at the thought, sharp enough that I nearly crushed the glass in my hand. "She's still theirs to give," I said. "The contract does

dad announced. "What's this about, daddy?" Valentina asked, perking up already. It didn't take long for her to cheer up, no matter how bad the situation was. She must've inherited that trait from my mother, always looking at the bright side of things. It annoyed me to no end. "The Bloodmoon pack has a new alpha and he is a piece of work," dad said. "I thought you said the old alpha was a piece of work already?" Matthew chuckled. "But I had a pact with them. The deal was to never cross each other's territory and cause unnecessary problems but ever since his son came into power, he had been pushing my buttons."

A male voice called from behind me. I turned to face a stranger—an Alpha I didn’t recognize. He was young, likely one of the newer members. Some packs saw frequent shifts in leadership due to power struggles, and it seemed he had recently risen to power. “Hello.” I greeted him with a polite smile. It was only basic courtesy, after all. “I’m Alpha Derrick,” he introduced himself. “Alpha of the Black Thorn Pack.” “Ah, I’ve heard of you.” My interest piqued. He smiled slightly, signaling to the bartender. “A glass of champagne for the lady.”

Then I shut my door, falling on the bed and sighing so loud. “Such crazy, hot bastards!” I puff. I know that Alphas are often cold, commanding and possessive but I didn't expect them to be this extreme. Must I cry and beg before they help me with this job? They certainly know I'm saying the truth about my tumor but they still let Dustin say trash.

Kent complains and I roll my eyes. “Maybe it’s because he didn’t take me from my Mama. He didn’t arrange to have me kidnapped. He didn’t kill my friends. He hasn’t made me wear dirty, bloody and pee coated clothing. He didn’t tie me up and he hasn’t once insulted me or hit me. You could learn a few things from him. AND you are not my dad. Being a dad is more than sharing DNA, jerkface.” I see Alpha Cain and his men trying to hide smug smiles as I finish comparing Kent to Cain. They don’t say anything though and Cain finishes typing up his contract. Both Alphas sign, as do the Betas as witnesses. Without a word, Kent and Paul get up and leave after Cain gives them a copy of the contract.

Sign the contract, son." My father’s voice drifted through the nanite mist like a funeral dirge. He didn’t look seventy. He didn’t even look forty. He sat in that leather chair with the same sharp jaw and predatory eyes from the 1998 portraits, his skin tight and glowing with a faint, unnatural health. The 'Immortal Alpha' strain. He’d been drinking the future while we were bleeding for it. "He's not a contract." I stepped over the threshold, my boots crunching on discarded silicon chips. "He’s my mate."

" I shrugged. Even my subordinates could see that, but Aaron didn't. He was truly a coward who couldn't bring himself to face reality. "Alpha Leo, it's a pleasure to work with you," I said. The Alpha of the Grayclaw pack was a well-known tyrant, but his pack was extremely obedient and loyal to him. Forming an alliance with a pack like that would be worry-free. "Your Alpha isn't here. Is it because you're looking down on us?" Leo Fitzroy narrowed his eyes, glaring at me with obvious displeasure. "It's precisely because of our trust in your pack that my father sent me to sign the contract right away. There's no need for him to come and inspect in person because of that trust, you see."

And the alpha pour us a drink and fixed me another shot up, we drank the liquor and he handed my the needle he said to hold on to that for a second he ran to door opened it there was another guys standing there the alpha ask him something he walked into the bathroom he wasn’t in there but a few mins he walked out drying off and throwing the towel on the floor the alpha then says NOW, MY DIRTY LITTLE SLUT, LOOK AT ME. That’s what I do he finally gives me their names and tell me that the three of them will be my Daddy’s that I will not be allowed to have anyone else touch me again only the three of them and that I will be moved to their pack and placed in the Omega quarter and serve as BIG DAD