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Like someone else was speaking with him, through him. Selena crossed her arms, keeping her face calm, though her stomach churned. "Then explain it. Because all I saw was you get swallowed by fire and crawl out smiling." Nikolai gave her a look. Not mocking , tired. "The Grave Pact is a bond. Between bearer and fire. Between flesh and spirit. It means I carry him now." "Who?" Mitchell demanded, her hand already on the hilt of her dagger.

“What kind of ‘assurance’ are you talking about?” “A pact,” Zeus replied sharply, pulling a rolled-up document from the inside of his jacket. “A formal, binding agreement that you’ll sign in front of witnesses. It states that you will not hurt my sister physically or emotionally. If you break that pact, you forfeit your rights as her mate, as an alpha and she will return here to us. You’ll also be obligated to leave her and your pack will be taken over by me.”

"No. I will not let her die for a tree." ​"It doesn't have to be her life," Leo said, his eyes finally clearing, the blackness receding to a soft violet. "It just has to be her choice. The Archon thinks he is the master of the Pact because he has the power. But the Pact was never about power. It was about consent." ​Winnie looked at me, then at the forest outside. The salt was now visible at the mouth of the cave, a white tide that was slowly creeping toward us.

"In our world, you can. Pact got written into both family laws. If either child refuses, their family loses everything. Assets. Power. Protection." She felt sick. "Damien doesn't know about this." "You sure?" She thought about the last few weeks. The way he'd been acting. The secrets. The distance between them. "He can't know," she said. But her voice wavered. Her uncle closed the folder. "There's more." "More?" "The pact wasn't just about marriage. About bloodlines. Creating the perfect heir. Someone who could control both families. Someone who could end the wars for good."

She shook her head for a moment, then looked at Abihirt with a questioning look in her eyes. "Can you tell me what this is?" As she waited for her stepfather to speak, Moreau looked down again and wiped the rest of the pages to find something that would be more specific to her, but there was nothing. She found nothing but the need to wait for Abihirt to speak. With the man only staring for a few moments, then his lips began to move. "That's the contract agreement letter you need to sign. But before that, let me let you know that I have a different sexual passion."

A well-rounded middle-aged woman, holding a Pomeranian, walked in under the escort of two tall and imposing bodyguards, 'James Williams, you're in trouble! ... Ten minutes later, cries of begging echoed from the presidential suite. In the corridor, Mrs. Williams handed a folder to Assistant Scarlett with a smiling face, 'Miss Scarlett White, this is the contract we agreed upon.' The woman who was caught in the act with Mr. Williams in the suite took the contract, quickly flipped through it, and handed a miniature camera to Mrs. Williams after confirming, 'With this, divorce shouldn't be difficult.' "Assistant Scarlett, you've thought this through, or else I really don't know how to deal with

--- He throws himself on the leather couch on the left side of the room. "She's too normal by our standards, you'd think I was just looking for a woman who looked like Leticia."--- I sit back in my chair, opening my notebook. I put in a very important contract for the company. It has already been reviewed by my lawyers, but I like to read any contract. Many people have tried to cheat me, to make an overpriced contract that would hurt me, but it didn't happen because I always had this habit and always caught it.

The room suddenly felt colder now, quieter too, and no matter how hard I tried calming myself down, one terrifying thought kept repeating loudly inside my head. What exactly was Dante trying to do? I swallowed hard and quickly flipped through the remaining pages faster now, my heartbeat becoming louder with every second. Then suddenly something slipped loose from inside the file. A document. It landed softly across the desk. At first I barely paid attention to it. Until my eyes landed on the words written boldly across the top. Marriage Contract. My entire body froze. Slowly, almost nervously now, I picked it up from the desk and stared at it harder.

he said, his tone professional. Raymond nodded, but I wasn’t paying attention to him. I flipped open the folder and scanned the contract quickly. I didn’t need to read every line—I knew what I was here for. When I saw the section I was looking for, I picked up the pen and wrote: **No communication about my past. No single question.**..Yes, I added that to the contract rule myself I signed the document without a second thought. This was business, and I wasn’t about to let anything distract me from that.

And since I am a responsible Alpha, I went through all of it, despite my wolf’s persistence to leave the office and find Clair. Echo and I wanted to spend time with her before we leave tomorrow. I let out a deep sigh and continued reading. I would probably finish this in thirty minutes to an hour, and then I’d be free to go. The thought of this kept me motivated. I picked up the Pact Treaty my grandfather and the former Alpha of Blue Meadows Pack signed and started going through it, making sure I took note of the areas I wanted to reinstate or improve, and the ones that should be aborted.