The Billionaire's Alpha's Contract Lover Mga Nobela at Kwento

He looked awful, with dark circles under his eyes, stubble on his jaw, his shirt wrinkled as he'd slept in it. "Elena," he said. "Cassian," I sat across from him, the table between us felt miles wide, two lawyers in expensive suits flanked us like referees at a boxing match. "Shall we begin?" the older lawyer asked, sliding a thick contract toward me. I picked it up, started reading it, even though my hands wanted to shake. One year pretending to be his mate, public appearances at pack functions, living in his mansion, playing the devoted partner. Six million dollars at the end.

Luna saw the anger in his eyes—but she didn’t care. Valerian Rutherson was the alpha who had forced her into a bond eight years ago, when his rut had overwhelmed him at the hotel she once worked at, and the one who made her the bait to calm an alpha who's in rut. She’d been powerless to resist; he was a wealthy, influential Dominant Alpha, and her hatred for him had since found its outlet in her work as his secretary. Yet she knew she was good at her job—so good that Valerian’s workload had lightened significantly. No matter how much she talked back, he couldn’t bring himself to fire her.

It was a message from Zora. The text read, "Nick, thank you for the apartment. I wouldn't even know where to go tonight if not for you. I'm treating you to dinner tomorrow, and you're not allowed to say no!" Even though I had prepared myself, my heart still throbbed with pain. Three years ago, Zora had suddenly left the Lycus pack to chase her dreams. Nick, who had been her lover back then, was disappointed and heartbroken. Thus, he accepted the alliance marriage between the Lycus and Lunaria packs.

I glanced at Betty and she immediately stepped in to refill the Alpha’s teacup, “I promise you that Black Crest would pay handsomely. Just name the price.” Gazing down at his teacup, the Alpha caressed the cup rim, pondering about the root of his reluctance… . Or so I thought. Suddenly, his face lifted, and a lascivious grin stared back. “Sleep with me.” The second those words were out, his three men standing by sprang alive, and before either of us could utter a cry, they jumped on Betty. In the blink of an eye, my Beta was pinned to the ground. “You dirty bastard!” I stood, my hands in tight fists, ready to pull some punches. “What do you think you’re doing?! Let her go!”

"I'll pay you three times as much. You really need a lot of money after a failed investment, right? I'll give it to you and after that you'll be completely erased from my wife's life!" Sarena spontaneously squeezed Morgan's thigh under the table, intending to forbid her boss from doing that. She is already bound by a marriage contract with the Alpha who is her husband because of money issues, what else can she give her boss in return for the money he will spend? Leroy grinned slyly, seeing an opportunity to earn money the easy way. "What about Alpha who wants Sarena? You definitely won't be able to live peacefully with Sarena if Alpha still wants your wife?" Leroy asked with a sly grin.

To rip his head off. Her eyes darkened. "You see, darling Ryker, I only agreed to be your Luna because I believed you would become a strong Alpha, conquering other packs. But it seems I was mistaken." She sighed dramatically. "In fact, I should have rejected you from the start, had I known you'd turn out to be such a pitiful excuse for an Alpha." Then she grinned. "But fear not, I've found someone who truly understands the meaning of strength and knows how to cherish a woman! A warrior and a true leader." Elly finished, turning to the rogue.

he added, his eyes raking over my body. A ripple of laughter followed from the surrounding Alphas. I swallowed hard, biting back the retort I wanted to throw in his face. But now wasn’t the time. “I never thought I’d see the Great Hera Volkov serving tables,” Another Alpha spoke. “Quite a fall from grace, isn’t it?” That was Vance, Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. He had tried to expand his territory into mine once, thinking he could intimidate me into a surrender. But instead, I’d turned his own pack against him, manipulating his mind and making him beg like a dog in front of his strongest warriors. I made him think he was a dog for two weeks straight before I finally put him back in his right

It scared me how fast he'd learned the movements that made me purr like a kitten. There was nothing left to do but enjoy the ecstasy of the moment. I slid my hands along my cold sheets and pressed my face to the comfort they offered, but kept my ass in the air. The alpha male that had taken over my creative billionaire was worthy of my worship and would probably shock the world if they ever got the chance to see him, but they wouldn't. He would never allow that. That I had was saying a lot. Too much maybe. "God, you're beautiful, woman. Did you know that?" He moved up on the bed behind me.

“No! Never! I swear it, Alpha—I…I never touched anyone!” I narrowed my eyes, watching for any hint of a lie. “Then why?” I demanded. “Why betray me? What was it that made you turn against me?” His eyes flickered, his hands clenched. And then, his voice dropped to a whisper. “I had a lover,” he admitted. “She was from BloodMoon.” A chill spread through my body. Her image was already forming in my mind before he even said it. “Her name was Lena. She was the Alpha’s maid.”

Her blonde hair circles into tight ringlets that bounced around her face. “Alpha Dane.” Her shrill voice made me wince and I knew my hand had automatically tightened around Alpha Danes. “We were not expecting you yet. I believe the contract stated that you would return after thirty days.” So they had read it. “It also states that I will return within fourteen if I’m not satisfied.” Alpha dane mutters as he give my hand a little squeeze back. “You got what you want!” Luna Cassandra glares at me. “And we have not done anything wrong.”