Contractually Yours Alpha (Riley) novel Chapter 198

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Eight 

THANE’S POV 

Riley had not always been this strong. The duel with Bailey, the incident with Axel, and her impressive defense against my soldiers all hinted to the secret she kept hidden and we both knew it.” 

That was the last thing on my mind right now. 

I was furious. 

When the healers had confirmed she was pregnant, I made the decision that that wouldn’t change a thing between us; I was going to take full responsibility over the child, but then, if she never did have sex with Nick, how could she be pregnant? 

I struggled to seize control over my inner beast; he was raging. Riley, my mate, had been taken advantage of by the bastard. 

I was going to kill him; I wouldn’t spare his life this time. 

My trip to the Raven Clan had all happened in a haze, and finally I was there. 

Getting into the pack was easy; their security wasn’t that ideal, with only a few soldiers left to guide every entry there’s only little they could do 

Of course the pack house was the biggest of all the other buildings, but still miserable- looking. It was clear that this was barely a pack, as they were yet to make a name for 

themselves. 

I walked into the packhouse. 

Not minding the fact that there were now many eyes on me, some fled in fear, while others 

cowered. 

No one was brave enough to stand. No one but Nick. 

He approached me, I guess he must have detected the presence of a stranger amongst his members or alternatively maybe he had been informed of my arrival. 

“Why are you here?” he asked. 

I could barely hold back my rage; it took everything in me, every last effort, not to launch at 

him. 

“You wanted attention. You’ve gotten mine; we have unfinished business. Come,” I 

commanded, and he was no fool to defy my orders. I wouldn’t lay hands on him before his pack. 

I headed to the field, and he followed. 

Now we were alone. 

1/2 

I launched at him, catching him off guard. I unleashed a flurry of punches, striking wildly, his eyes widened in stunned surprise. He pulled away, but I was faster. My rage fueling me, I picked him up, tossing him hard against a tree. I was satisfied by the snap. I moved towards him, but he was fast–faster than I expected him to be–and he disappeared, right before my 

eyes. 

How I loved a challenge. 

I followed the scent of his blood, and there he was, on his feet. 

This time he came at me, his claws digging into my neck. I smirked as I held onto his hands. 

I wasn’t very easily to kill. Slowly I pulled free of his grip, but I never did let go of his arm. 

“Why are you here?” he growled. 

“I know what you did to her,” I replied, and I could see his face turn pale. “She trusted you, and what did you do? You took advantage of her. 

I snapped his arm, dislocating it with a sickening crack, his arm now hung limply, twisted at an unnatural angle. There was nothing more satisfying – or maybe there was; watching him bleed to death would be even more satisfying. 

“What do you mean?” he asked.