The Billionaire Alpha Contract Lover Novels & Stories

Xavier Blackwood had never been fond of the idea of an arranged marriage. As one of the most powerful werewolf billionaires in the world, he had always believed he could have anyone he wanted. But the tradition of his pack dictated otherwise, and Xavier was left with no choice but to comply.

“Look this over.” Solomon quickly categorized the other werewolf as she walked through the office and stopped beside Alpha Salvatore’s desk chair. She was tall and toned, had long, wavy dark brown hair, and chocolate brown eyes. She wore pants, a nice sweater, and heels. Next to him, Renato perked up. Lisa took the contract while Alpha Salvatore briefed her about the contents. Solomon waited patiently as she scanned it. Her eyes widened as she read—probably noticing the amount her Alpha owed and defaulted on. “Everything is in order and clearly laid out as per what you told me.”

He had changed into a fresh shirt but still looked tired. “Sit,” he said. She sat across from him. The food smelled good, but her stomach felt too nervous to eat much. “So what’s the story? How did we meet?” He cut his steak slowly. “You worked late. I noticed you. We kept it quiet until now. Keep the details simple. Less chance to slip up.” Lyra took a small bite. “And when people ask why a rich alpha like you would pick a maid from the Fringe?” His eyes met hers. “I will tell them I wanted someone who doesn’t care about my money. Someone real.”

Lavish gifts were his opening move and I , despite the cold rejections and the burning revenge in my heart felt the pull growing stronger with every passing hour. The game had escalated into something far more dangerous and I couldn’t deny the dark curiosity burning inside me: How far would the ruthless Alpha billionaire go to uncover the ghost in his bed?

I stepped toward the kneeling mercenary, my shadow falling over him like an executioner's blade. "You have five seconds before I feed your limbs to the northern wolves," I said, my voice dead, quiet, and venomous. "Who signed the contract on Rosemarie Wilton?" The man swallowed hard, spitting a mouthful of red onto the parquet floor, trembling violently under my Alpha aura. "We... we didn't get the order from an Alpha!" the man stammered, his voice cracking with terror. "It was an offshore broker! Five hundred thousand dollars... wired straight into our offshore shell accounts from a private trust in the southern valley!"

The words on the page did not blur, no matter how many times I blinked. _MATCH CONFIRMED: SUITABLE FOR INTEGRATION._ My heart pounded against my ribs, like a wild animal trying to escape. Three months ago. He had been tracking my debts, my location, the exact failing beat of my brother’s heart, long before he ever walked into that hospital room with a contract in his gloved hand. The desperate deal I thought I made to save Ethan was not a twisted stroke of luck.

I watched as Ariana whispered something to her personal servant and she nodded in understanding, smiling mischievously. Only one person came forward to place a bid on me and I felt proud and excited as mom praised him for his greatness and wealth. I watched him walking up to the podium to claim his me and for the first time in my whole life, I felt appreciated and I fell in love with him at first glance. His name is Alpha Williams Jefferson. Everyone has Heard so much about him and how he fights the rogues to chase them out of our border’s and keep them far from us. He is not just a great warrior, but he is a fucking billionaire and a dear friend to the king too. I couldn’t have asked for a

“And I pay you to dig up dirt on people that they themselves do not know exist. Right?” Danny breathed heavily. Danny sighed. Danny had spent decades working with Keith Wilson. Digging up dirt, blackmailing people with secrets that would compromise their social standing and family lives. Blackmails eventually paved the way for Keith’s son, Graham, to assume the position of Alpha in the Northern Clan unopposed. Uncontested. Undisputed. “Why would a talented young woman like her, married to the most powerful pack in the world, carry on a romantic fling on the sly with my son?” asked Keith. “Do you honestly believe Graham is talented enough to attract a talent like hers?”

Grainy photographs accompanied the text: one of her and Lucian at the gala, another of her slipping into the hospital late at night. By the time she reached the end, her pulse thundered in her ears. Is Amara Hale truly the ruthless billionaire’s beloved wife, or just another name on his long list of calculated moves?

She sighed before continuing, "I spoke to the Niel family and they agreed to invest in our business and make it rise but on one condition, they want you to marry their son, Cole." Katiya was dumbstruck, she was only 19 years old and she knew the Second Master, Cole Niel. He was one of the most eligible bachelors of the Oscaria but he had a tragic past that was kept a secret from the public. Noticing her discomfort Alexia quickly added, "I already rejected the offer. I couldn't marry you off to the Niels because of money for medical bills. Your father wouldn't forgive me if I did that. I'd call them to….”