The Alpha Contract Novels & Stories

"I heard she's the one who's been healing him through ritual; that is why Timika returns to the pack." "Healing him?" Another maid giggled. "By the look on Brandon's face, I'd say she's been doing more than healing. We all have seen Timika today, and Alpha, who usually is around around 6 am, is nowhere to be found at almost 3 pm, I think...." She blushed. "You mean the Alpha finally...?" "Maybe!" "No way. Our cold, ruthless Alpha? With a woman?” "The same Alpha who's never let anyone close? Who's never even looked at a woman twice? But Luna is on contract. How could she sleep with Alpha?"

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.

I said. “Their names don't mean much. Not anymore,” Jeremy snickered. “What we need is the Alpha signature. Stephen and Felicity are ex alpha and ex Luna.” “And what will happen if we sign these contracts?” Hazel asked. “The terms are all laid. But basically, you will sell us a set number of wolves per year,” Carlos said. My stomach turned. Everyone fell silent. Carlos reached for another sandwich and for a long moment, the only sound was his obnoxious chewing. Johnson placed his hand on my knee. He gave it a reassuring pat.

he said, his voice deep, quiet and steady. “Good evening Alpha” I answered bowing my head. He gestures for me to sit. We ate in silence. The food was delicious, but I barely tasted any of it. I was very nervous. His scent was very overpowering. Forcing my Wolf into submission. He didn't speak will the meal was cleared. “There are rules” he said simply. “Im sure your Alpha has discussed the contract with you.” “Um– Yes Alpha” I replied “Good. So you are aware of the conditions in the contract, is that correct?”

I ask. "Your old pack appears to be looking for you,” She says. "Well, I'm not surprised,” I comment, taking the notice and looking down at it. “Elseway they can’t claim me dead and appoint a new Alpha … This is funny,” Fire Moon looks confused. “What?” "This…,” I point to the drawing of me, which is situated underneath a headline reading: MISSING Alpha, “Our Beta drew this.” “Your beta?” She asks. Cana growls angrily.

she whispered. "You will have no physical contact with anyone outside of approved staff," I said, letting the silence magnify the weight of the words. "No direct communication with your family, not even your father, for the duration of this contract. Your connection to him is my leverage. It must be severed to maintain absolute control." "You... you tricked me!" She snatched the contract from the table, her eyes frantically scanning the pages. "Ownership is not partial, Angel," I cut her off. "In my world, it is absolute. You signed your life away without knowing where the walls were. I did not know you were so unintelligent."

I was signing away thirteen months of my life away to this child hearted man. Ruan stared at me, lips pressed in a tight frown. I gulped. " I agree" The man nodded, continuing. " That's good. The next class states that there will be no termination of the contract. If you sign it, you will be in it for 13 months no matter what. Also, you will publicly be acknowledged as husband and wife, you have no right to not treat him as your husband when in public.

“Bring the contract.” He returned with a leather scroll, freshly inked and ready. I unrolled it across the table and handed Silva a blade. “It’s simple,” I told her as I read it aloud. “Clause one: No strings attached. This is a business contract, not a love story. Clause two: Nominal relationship. We’ll act like a couple when needed, nothing more. Clause three: Public appearances as necessary. Clause four: We act together against the Alpha family of Red Drop Pack. And clause five: Once the mission is complete, we part ways.”

An Alpha. Finally free.

He looked at us expectantly, waiting for us to make our deadly commitment. I extended my hand, my palm open, and took the quill. The sharp tip pricked my skin, and a single drop of blood welled up. I pressed it onto the parchment, my blood mixing with the ink in a solemn, binding contract, Alpha Jack did the same, his face a mask of determination and fury. His blood joined mine on the parchment, the dark liquid intertwining in a grotesque dance. The lawyer held the contract aloft, and it seemed to pulse with an eerie energy, as if sealing our fates. There was no turning back now. In seven days, the sun would rise on a battlefield where only one alpha would walk away alive.