Contracted To The Alpha Daddy Novels & Stories

"Shit, that's... that's a lot." "I know it's a lot. I don't know what to do, Maya. I have nothing. I can't help her. I'm so fucked." "There's... there's a way. But you have to be serious about it." Something in her voice made me sit up straighter. "What way?" I asked. "There's this party. Underground. Exclusive. Rich guys. They bid on women for... companionship. One night, they paid big money. I'm talking serious money. Some girls make ten, fifteen grand in one night."

The way he’d spun the idea was like he was going to be the boss of the household, and I would be his humble servant—spitting out babies, cooking for him, and rubbing his feet. But seeing how much love and concern Bratt had for Noah made me see a new side of that idea. An alpha wasn’t someone who sat on his ass and got his way—it was a father who set aside everything, even his own comfort, to provide for the people most dear to him. I didn’t know if Bratt was a shifter, but he had big alpha energy, nonetheless. I leaned forward a bit and smiled up at Bratt. “So,” I said somewhat teasingly. “Now is the part where the parents go back home or go to work…or maybe get a replacement for the coffee

I still had memories of him watching me train in wolverine control, eyes glinting with the pride my father's eyes never held. " Alpha, good evening". I did not stare at him immediately. I took a long unhurried sip from my wine glass, the files still fully opened in front of me. " You should have called if you were going to be coming. I would have had them prepare a feast for you". He hummed. " Well unfortunately I did not come for pleasantries. You don't have as much time as you think you have, alpha" he said. Finally, I stared at the wily old man. If the white hair that sprung from not only the top of his head but also his chin was not a tell tale sign of just how old he was, then the hunch

“Hiding behind Orion’s grudge. Father knew you were unfit—power-hungry, ruthless. You’d have destroyed the pack.” Maximus’s laugh was genuine now, rich and triumphant. “Unfit? I built alliances in the shadows while your father played the noble Alpha. And now, I reclaim what’s mine. But first, let’s make you suffer, nephew. Let your mate and sister watch as we break you.”

She went to the bathroom and that's when everything went downhill, I was summoned by my alpha, not called down, summoned meaning I can't say no to him, I had to obey. I made it to my father, who's still our current alpha office, I saw Alvin there too with a big scowl on his face, he hates this as much as me. Call us nicely and we'll be there, force us out of bed and you'll have one grumpy alpha and his jerk beta on your hands. Couldn't you like call? Send a message? Sent Sammy to get me? Alvin asks, he just broke my bad mood, that guy seriously hate this. He said he'll only pledge to be my beta officially if I swear never to summon him ever.

“Alpha Kieran and his daughter will attend Alpha Jason and Luna Jessica's Wedding.” Alpha Kieran? The most powerful Alpha in the region? I had heard people talking about him. Apparently, he had the biggest and richest pack and a bloodthirsty army. They said that he had wiped out entire packs of those who crossed him. He was ruthless in his revenge. His first mate passed away and he raised his young daughter Nora alone. He was also actively finding a suitable luna to take the mother's role for his daughter. He sounded like a good Alpha. And a good father.

This is like a dream. Sarena stared at the large building in front of her still unable to believe what had happened. After receiving a strange offer from two lawyers sent from the Metronoma Group, Sarena thought of it overnight but yet, she had to sign her contractual marriage agreement with a mysterious man known only as Alpha. According to Metronoma Group lawyers, the person they call a big client is one of the bigwigs of the giant company, but they said that his name will remain confidential. Sarena mother’s illness didn't allow her to think too long, because to Serena, her mother's safety was more important than her own life at the moment.

He cursed their presence inwardly. He remembered what the formidable alpha had done for them. The Moon Claw Pack was once a district under the tyrannical Fang Pack. Dane’s father had died challenging Alpha Macho, and it was only with the help of the cursed Alpha of the Nightflame Pack, Alpha Trent, that Dane had finally brought Macho down. Trent never visited without a reason, and his reasons were never good. “Wine?” Brandon sneered, stepping forward. “Are you insane? Is that for the warriors who followed us? Or the driver? You were told—he drinks no wine. Only blood.”

He fucked me hard, his hips banging on my ass cheeks…wet and loud… while I was on all fours, my pussy receiving his cock. He slammed me from behind until he pulled out and released violently on my dress. My Alpha daddy dropped on the bed, panting subtly, cum still leaking from his cock. I fell on the bed too, trying to catch my hanging breath. “Daddy, you went extremely hard today. My pussy's screaming.” He wiped off the sweat on his lips, “My cock's ready to take you on a hundred rounds this night and two hundred throughout tomorrow.” he said and I choked immediately on my saliva.

“Eight of those in the last six weeks.” “You’re telling me now,” she said. “I’m telling you now,” I confirmed. She held my gaze for a long moment. “Twenty-five total,” she said. “That you caught.” “Yes.” “Good,” she said. Not minimizing. She said it the way she said things when she meant it specifically. The Contraction had sent twenty-five thoughts at the Alpha King and he had caught all twenty-five. That was good. Genuinely. She leaned into me. I put my arm around her.