The Alpha’s Contract

“Good. Now that is out of the way. You can come with me.” He holds a hand out expectantly, patiently waiting as I take it. “Where are you taking me?” I mutter, a sudden surge of panic races through me. “I told you, training would start when you are healed.”

Walking across the grounds, he keeps his hand on mine. I wasn’t sure if he was trying to make a point or not. Though I didn't care, his warm hand was comforting.

As we move, I spot Beta Eric, standing outside of a small building with no windows and a single door and quietly wondered where it went. Alpha Dane pushes open a set of double doors that lead into a gym. It was already busy with sweaty men and women

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One by one, they grab their things and exit the building until it is just us.

“Right.” He guides me to the mats and turns me around. “Make a fist.

I ball up my hand and he shakes his head.

“Give me a thumbs up.” He waits as I do what I’m told. “Now wrap your thumb around the outside.” He grabs my newly formed fist, “If you punch someone with your thumb on the inside, you will break it. And while you can’t heal, I would prefer it if we don't have any more hospital trips.”

After watching me hit a punch bag a few times, Alpha Dane tells me that maybe it's better to teach me how to block attacks first. I would have been more frustrated if I hadn’t agreed. The punch bag had barely moved.

He spends time teaching me how to defend myself from attacks that came from the front. But the moment he moves behind me and locks his arms around me, I don’t move. Getting lost in the warmth that enveloped me

“Neah, are you going to try and do something?” His minty breath grazes my skin as he whispers into my ear. A hand is pressed flat to my stomach while the other locks my shoulders in place.

“Earth to Neah?” He muses, releasing his grip a little.

‘L...... need..... I need to use the bathroom.” I mutter, flustered.

He lets go of me and points to the end of the gym

Running away, I don't look back. Hurling myself into the women’s bathroom and shutting myself in a cubicle

I had never felt like this around any man, ever. To the point I thought there was something wrong with me. Why did he make me feel this way? “You don’t have to be embarrassed.” His deep voice comes from the otherside of the door. “I can help you with your....... needs.”

I could hear the amusement in his voice.

“After all. you are mine for the year.”

He pushes the unlocked door open. His crimson eyes seemed to be ay ittle darker than usual, but they v were heavily focussed on me and-only me.

I thought I was ready. I thought I was certain when I said I was ready to carry his heir. As he stared at me with a growing hunger, I knew I couldn't just give myself to him. “I can help you release that frustration.” He smiles. “Or I can teach you how to release your own frustrations.”

I push the door closed in his face. “I’m not....I'm not ready.”

“You are apily going to suffer. It will. only get. worse and you will grow. more and more restless, maybe” evervangry.” Was he talking about hiaiself? . to -

I rip the door open and glare at him. “What does that mean? Are you just saying that to get in my pants?”

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I clamp my thighs together and his eyes move down to them

“Your underwear is soaked. You feel a dull throb deep inside, an ache, a longing.