The Pact Novels & Stories

He gently wiped his eyes as he cleared his throat. "If I don't only have chosen to find someone for the contract, I would have already freed you, but in these circumstances, you are already linked to me, the moment I let you have my blood to save you that night, is like signing the contract." My eyebrows arched as I tried to scrutinize his words. Contract what? His blood to save me? What is he talking about? "Take this as my advance apology. " He handed me a book. As I focused my eyes on it, I can't help but widened it. I snatched it from his hands then hugged it tightly.

Cassian spoke. “You’re interested in joining the Pact.” Tan smiled. “Yes.” But his next sentence changed the tone of the room. “However, I do not intend to join as a passive partner.” Cassian’s eyes narrowed slightly. “What are you proposing?” Tan folded his hands calmly. “A strategic alliance.” Avelyn asked the obvious question. “Define strategic.” Tan leaned forward slightly. “Expansion.” He tapped a document on his desk. “The Prague Pact controls critical infrastructure coordination in Europe.” “That is correct.”

I snapped instantly. My voice echoed louder across the office than I intended, but honestly I didn’t care anymore because everything was becoming too much too fast. The files. The marriage contract. The crossed out names. The bond. The bloodlines. Every single thing kept crashing into me harder and harder until I genuinely felt like I couldn’t breathe properly anymore. “The council has been waiting for this for a very long time,” Dante continued quietly. “That’s not helping!” I shot back immediately. “Why are people waiting for me when I didn’t even know any of this existed?!”

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Antonio was certain I could never leave him, but he had no idea that to protect my rights, Papa had quietly instructed his lawyers to include a clause—if one party committed a serious breach of the marriage, the alliance would only remain active for five years. This marriage was a five-year bet between Papa and me. He had wagered five years against Antonio's sincerity. If I won, our Famiglie could continue a long-term partnership, and he would spare no expense in helping the Ragusas expand. If I lost, I would get a divorce, return home, and submit to his arrangements. I had been so certain I would win, but now, I realized I had completely lost. As the thought crossed my mind, I texted Papa.

"I'm no longer an Alpha and lack the funds to afford a motel. I'm here to help you get Xavier while I deal with Leia. If we make a wolf pact, you'll know it's a strong bond no wolf can break." Contemplating his offer, I considered the potential benefits. If we did establish a pact, neither Francis's wolf nor I could harm the other's target. "Fine," I finally relented. The prospect of winning Xavier over was too crucial to let more time slip away. With that, Francis and I drew blood from the palms of our hands and began chanting the moon goddess prayer. "I, Francis Perth, pledge that I will not harm Alpha Xavier Hubert of the Blackmoon pack following the Pact,"

I quirked an eyebrow, attempting to lighten the mood. "The organization you unwittingly crossed paths with tonight is known as the 'Crimson Pact,'" with a low rumble voice, he was trying to explain. “They're a clandestine group that wields powers beyond human comprehension. Their motives are shrouded in layers of intrigue and authority, and they've maintained this precarious balance for centuries."

“And also, you have to sign a nondisclosure agreement stating that you will not talk to anyone or tell anyone about the contact marriage or the details of the contract-” “Ummm so I might have already told someone about it but trust me she’s my best friend and she would not tell anyone I promise.” I interrupt Nathan from completing his words. “And It shouldn't count as a breach of the contract since I haven’t even signed it yet so she is an exception,” I said, crossing my hands. The room grew silent. I noticed Henry, Luke, and Nathan immediately glancing at Willam with bated breath while I locked eyes with him not bothered.

She said, and Alex and I have her a go ahead. “The heart of the tree has been healed completely, but the pact? The pact is a continuous dance, a dance between light and darkness and what we did was to alter the rhythm, nevertheless, the dance still goes on forever.” I nodded my head in comprehension of what she he just said, and then I sighed deeply. Trust me, I was getting all tired of all this rubbish and nonsense that nearly cost me my life. What kind of rubbish was wall these? For crying out loud. This was really so frustrating.

"A future. A real one. Where this, us, isn’t just about surviving, but living." "We’ll have that," Liam said. "We will. But only if we keep each other safe." I looked around the fire again, memorizing their faces. I made a promise then, deep in my gut, that no matter what came, I would never let anything happen to them. Not while I breathed. "Let’s make a pact," I said. "Here. Tonight." Henry raised a brow. "A pact?" "That no matter what happens, we fight for each other. We protect each other. Even if the world burns around us, we don’t let go."