Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

hapter Ninety Five

Chapter Ninety Five

“She did nothing. The one responsible had been killed,” I said, my voice cold. | couldn't give any detail away, it was no longer a game, not with my mother

involved.

my room.

“A woman was killed, yes. But the one responsible wasn't. Your mother had been in How couldn't I tell? | can never forget that scent he says with a smirk.

“My son is either growing weak or trying to spite me.”

“Is it a shyou couldn't ask my mother this question yourself?”

“I would have, but she is undee’s protections, so it could be quite... difficult,” he says,

and I snort. His gaze trailed down my body, and I held back the shiver of pure disgust.

“It hadn't been difficult for her to get to you,” I retorted only to spite him

“Hell hath no fury like a woman seeking revenge,” he says. And the resentment | felt threatened to break through my calm facade.

“You should be ashamed of yourself” | hissed out “If you hoped to get anything fromthen apologies your royal highness, | know nothing, so whatever

you have to do, make it quick.”

“Quick. No. That's not going to happen. This would be a very long day. But first we talk. | ask the questions, and you answer.”

“Go fuck yourself,” I say to him, and a very wicked smile stretched on his lips, he had been playing along but it was tto get to ‘business’. This t|

couldn't hide the cold shiver.

“I am disappointed; my son didn’t train you the way | did his mother. Perhaps | could help with that.”

“Very funny you keep referring to him as your son; does he still remember that? Does he still remember that you are his father?”

| expected a slap or a punch... anything, and when it didn’t come, | felt more unease. He had said it; he liked being unpredictable, and | didn't like that

one bit.

“Very funny coming from you, seeing as you don’t have a father,” he says. “Have you ever wondered who he

was?, It could be anyone-a road side drunkard, a soldier, a captive, or... even me,” he whispers. “I must admit

that breaking her was my biggest hobby.”

“Stop” | said silently. | was shaking and | didn’t even realise that.

“You know what | liked doing best?, | liked giving her false hope, I love making her believe there was going to be

a future, before snatching it away right before her very eyes.”

“Stop talking”

“How much did she tell you about me?, did she tell you how she fell in love over and over again, only to end up

in tears?, did she tell you how | took everything she had ever loved,

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making her a shell of the person

she once

ce was?.”

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“shut up, you bastard!” | screamed, struggling against my chain.

“You are right. There is not much to talk about; I'd rather give you a taste. | do not think my son had ever done it

the right way-our way.

“Touchand you are dead.”

“And who's going to kill me?, You will be long dead before then,” he says, advancing on me. He was so close, |

could smell him, and | hated him. | thought Ryker was the only man | could ever truly hate, but | hated this man

who was invading my personal space.

He grasped a hand full of my hair... tight, and he brought it to his nose. Inhaling deeply, he made a sound-a

guttural sound.

“I miss this too; you scent so much like her.”

Just then, there was a noise, and he rose. | was glad to have him far away from me. | held in my tears; no, those

were not useful now, and | refuse to give him that satisfaction.

He walked towards the door and then out.

I didn’t know how long I stayed here, but it must have been hours.

Just then the door was pulled open. | leaned into my chair, my hands completely bruised from struggling against

the silver chains.

Slade was here to finally finish what he started-that’s what | thought till | saw the figure-it was a woman in a

cloak. She rushed to me, a key in her hands. She unlocked the cuff, binding my hands and then my leg, before

freeingfrom the chair.

She looked very familiar.

“Quick get out of here; he might be back soon,” she said, and | knew who that voice belonged to. It was Freya;

how couldn’t | have seen that? Maybe because she wasn’t in a veil?

| stood quickly, alkaline pumping in my veins. She ledthrough the door. | was surprised to see that I had still

been in the ‘store’ room.

“Thane is on his way here too; | guess my husband's plan didn’t work as well as he had planned. Always

underestimating his son.” She muttered the last part silently to herself. “Why are you helping me?”

“This is not because of you.”

“I know it is for your son....

“No, not for him. Your mother. Now go!”

Iran out of the exit door, and just as she had said, Thane was with about ten of his soldiers, heading my way. I spotted Axel by his side too.

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“Thane!” | cried out, and he ran right towards me, when | was in his arms | felt... safe. Slade couldn't hurt me.

“Are you hurt... are you okay?” he asks

I drew him closer, and | kissed him, letting out the relief, the fear, and everything I had felt for the last few hours. I didn't give him the chance to speak

more, but then things got out of hand, and he was trailing his hands up my body as I did his hair; my gown rolled up my lap.

“Uhmm, hey,” someone called, and that someone was Axel.

“You do know there are others watching, right?”

Thane turned, never lettinggo. I still had my legs around my waist, and there his soldiers stood watching us. Thane wasn't embarrassed by this, not

one bit, 1 on the other hand... was very much so.

There was a chorus of unintelligible words from them before they ‘very awkwardly’ turned

away.

“Perverts,” | whispered, and | heard the deep chuckle. Of course they all heard me.