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"She must not fall for a monster such as yourself. I hope she won't, no matter how many times you bang her in a day." With a sly grin, Alpha looked at his Beta. "You would best not fall in love with her or it would endanger your life. Just as I cannot fall for my adversary, neither can she.” Rolling his eyes, Beta bowed. “I have another query to make—” "I am running late!" Alpha looked up at him. “What is it again? You always have unending queries…..” "It is regarding the business agreement you signed weeks ago. Check your inbox." With that, Alpha sat down on the sofa and pulled out his phone to check his emails. He was leaving for a number of reasons, including the contract—he had not recei

If my nose is correct, then Alpha will be ready for dinner when it’s served, because pot roast is his favorite. “I think this is as good as it is going to get. Either Cold Moon Corporation will get this contract or we won’t, there is nothing further we can do to this proposal,” Alpha Kieran said rubbing his stomach. Yeah, I called it. He knows what we’re having for dinner. “Fine by me, I can’t think of anything else we can do either,” I replied though I wasn’t 100% confident we had done all we could. We still have to beat out the other ports for the contract, including Rip Claw Incorporated, Alpha Hollis’s company. But I won’t argue, I am ready to see my girl.

Grace sprang up to her feet now; all the energy she had lost had just returned to her body. “Go to hell and burn to ashes for all I care! I have nothing to explain or sit to you; believe anything your heart chooses to believe; do I look like I care a bit?” Grace sneered at Alpha Nelson clutching her heart in pain; it was really unbearable for her. “I guess you have to go check the contract again; it seems as though you have forgotten what was written in there and need to refresh your memory with the deal.” Alpha Nelson said, and Grace arched an eyebrow. Was he even supposed to be saying that to her?

Like I do every morning I scrolled through my emails there's no day a new one is not added. Since the accident I've been out of work for a while but I still tried my best the drama that occurred still stunned me to an extent. Pulling my mind from my thoughts I continued reading my email one stood out among the rest. The subject line read, Alpha you are needed here please visit the Mine as soon as you can, Phyllis, My beta.

Our past was brutal but my love for him never died. After a pause, I shook my head, reminding myself to stay focused. Nothing can happen between us because I know he will never love me. A heartless person like him can never love anyone. "You have to pleasure the Alpha as he wants. You cannot refuse him." I gritted my teeth after reading his last condition and crushed the paper in my hand before looking back at him. "What kind of absurd contract is this? What do you think of yourself?" I growled. His beta rushed towards us to protect his Alpha after seeing how furious I was.

As I hobble out of the room, I lean on the walls of the hallway to avoid falling as I shiver uncontrollably. Cold nights without a blanket have become regular for me, but the malnutrition and hard labor worsen it. I enter the living room with a bucket of water, and my eyes widen as they meet Barrett’s. Dread washes over my face, and I quickly lower my eyes. “Good morning, Alpha,” I say hurriedly, hoping he’s too distracted by his phone conversation to continue from where Celine stopped. Barrett, alpha of the Malrock pack and once my mate, but now he’s my worst nightmare. One lie was all it took for Celine to turn him against me, but his rejection was nothing compared to the relentless tormen

Third Person's POV Melinda hadn't anticipated Cliff's ruthlessness. She froze, her tears instantly drying up. Veronica ramped up her Alpha aura, freezing the room's air with her disdain. "You can't even hold onto your man? What a waste! How could you, a lowly rogue, ever fathom an Alpha's mind?" she scorned. Melinda's legs buckled, and she collapsed onto the carpet, her knuckles whitening as she clutched her dress.

I smiled. "What if I did?" He said, trying to be bold. "Even if you did... it would never work out." I blurted. He flinched at what I said and didn't talk anymore. I waited and waited but he didn't say a thing, even his friends didn't utter a word. "She's right, you know?" Misa unexpectedly said, making me look at her. "I'm sure you heard me say it before, you know... when you were eavesdropping. He's an alpha and not just any alpha, he's an elite among elite."

"Professional work, Alpha. Someone who knew what they were doing, who had proper supplies and training." Someone who knew what they were doing. Catherine Montgomery, whose finishing school education had apparently included more practical skills than I'd given her credit for. "Where is he now?" I asked, my voice rougher than intended as the implications crashed over me like cold water. "Sleeping off the trauma in the common den," Elena replied. "But Alpha, there's something else. Something strange." Strange. In a world where shapeshifting was commonplace, where magic sustained impossible architecture and roses bloomed out of season, strange was a relative concept.