The Alpha's Contract Taylor West の小説・ストーリー

We know Alpha Taylor will not accept the terms and eradicate slavery from his pack. “We will ensure the warriors we brought are on high alert. We each ensure to bring enough in case theses slave packs got out of hand. No one will touch her,” says Alpha Bryce. As we finish our conversation Alpha Taylor from White Claw and Alpha Isaiah from River Bend arrive. We tense but stay friendly as much as we can. Mason arrives by my side, wanting to get a feel for Alpha Taylor himself. “Alpha Taylor, Alpha Isaiah, welcome to Crescent Moon.” “We appreciate the invite Alpha Avery,” says Alpha Isaiah. He seems more friendly and open to hearing me out, Alpha Taylor not so much.

“Sorry Alpha, we didn’t want to take any chances with the Luna’s condition.” “Get the boy some food and water. What is your name?” “Taylor.” “How old are you Taylor?” “Sixteen.” ‘Despite being a rogue and just a kid, he doesn’t quite appear to be afraid of you Alpha.’ ‘I know,’ I reply to Hunter through the link. I pull up a chair as food and water is brought back for Taylor. He immediately digs in as if he hasn’t eaten in days. “How did you become a rogue Taylor,” I ask cautiously watching his body language.

"The one who just saved her life." Taylor stepped closer, unafraid. "That doesn't give you the right to dictate where she goes." "Stay out of this," Damon warned. Taylor laughed, bitter and sharp. "You think you can just walk in and bark orders at everyone? She's not your property, Alpha." The word "Alpha" dripped with sarcasm. Damon's jaw flexed. "Say that again." "Gladly," Taylor said, stepping even closer. "She's. Not. Yours."

Each one just as disgusted with what Benjamin had done as I was while looks of shock sat on the faces of the two visiting Luna’s. “Alpha Mykel I understand she’s fated to you but if she’s been promised to him, I’m afraid there’s nothing you can do” Alpha Dante placed his hand on my shoulder. Normally he would be right only there was something that could be done. “May I suggest everyone taking their seats so we can conclude today’s meeting. I for one would like to get the treaty signings done and out of the way” Dante had remained a good friend even after taking over as Alpha to his pack. We were raised in the same way our fathers having trained us both together. Our minds worked in the same

He continued scheming. "Why do you even want this?" "I miss the old Touya. That's all." He said. "You know, alphas are supposed to be elite... superior but I heard rumors about some alphas wanting to take it up the ass, are you by any chance-" "That's enough." He yelled. "Are you?" I pressed.

"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?"

Something in his voice tried to reach me. But I did not let it. I looked away from him. “You should focus on more important things,” I said. “What does that mean?” he asked. I let out a slow breath. “You’re Alpha now,” I said. “There must be a lot on your mind.” “There is,” he said, “but that doesn’t mean—” “Maybe planning,” I added quietly. He stopped talking. “Planning what?” he asked. I finally looked at him again. This time… my eyes were not soft.

I slid my phone out of my pocket and dialled my lawyer’s office. “Good morning, Alpha.” Mr. Cain’s voice came through at the third ring. “Good morning. I would like you to draft a contract for me.” I said. “It’s for my five-year contract marriage.” “Your contract marriage?” He replied; his usual monotone voice had a surprised edge, and I grinned. Was I impulsive and acting overconfident? No. There were situations where my alpha instinct could easily detect how things were going to end. It was one of them. I was going to get the girl.

“You signed a binding contract with an Alpha. You are whatever the contract says you are.” Her jaw tightened. “Rule two,” he continued. “You do not provoke other Alphas. They will test you. They will try to take you. Some will try to kill you.” A chill slid down her spine. “Because of you.” “Because you survived,” Darius corrected. “That makes you dangerous.” She scoffed softly. “I’m human.” His eyes flashed. “That,” he said, voice dropping, “is what we’re going to discuss.” He stopped an arm’s length away. Close enough that she could feel the heat of him, the barely restrained power humming beneath his skin.

Ruan: With each passing second, the rhythmic tapping of my fingers on the wine glass grew as I perused through the document. "Alpha, elder Silas is here to see you now" my tapping stopped and I lowered the wine glass, staring at my house help that just walked in. " Let him in" I said simply. I wasn't expecting visitors from the pack today but elder Silas was not a mere visitor. I still had memories of him watching me train in wolverine control, eyes glinting with the pride my father's eyes never held.