Contractually Yours Alpha (Riley) novel Chapter 387

Chapter Five 

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Despite all the warning bells ringing in my head, I walked in and took a seat, just as he had requested of me. I didn’t know many things about this man, but one thing I knew for sure was that he was used to having his command being obeyed. 

“A drink?” he offered. Pouring me a glass of whiskey. 

“From where I come from, a girl does not drink.” 

“This is your home now; soon the Dawn pack will be no more, so get used to it.” He says, passing me the glass, I took it, but I didn’t drink. 

“You know, it is wrong to refuse a drink from the King.” 

“I do not drink, and if I will, it won’t be because you told me to.” I said, placing the glass down on the table. 

Those ruthless eyes pinned me down once more; I felt for my dagger once more. 

“I’ve heard a thing or two about you. The girl who aspired for greatness, you fought your way into that; you’ve gone to battles and never failed a mission. I admire that, but in this pack, you are just another girl; all you’ve built, everything dies with your pack. Here you will be seen as no other person but the Alpha’s bride. You will never wield a weapon, you will never walk into battle; your wild dreams end here. You will be the one person you’ve always hated, and that is the submissive mate. You will bear my pups and mother my children; that would become your destiny, Kaida.” 

I rose from the couch and headed to the door, but his grip on me brought me to a halt. 

Fury and anger were all I felt. I turned, and I did something knew very well I would regret: I slapped him as hard as I could. 

“I don’t care who you think you are; If you’re used to everyone doing as you wish, then you’re in for the shock of a lifetime.” 

In a flash he had me pinned to the wall, eyes furious. 

He reached up my thigh and for a moment I stilled in fear, past memories resurface. He pulled out my dagger and tossed it away. 

I pushed him away, but he was stronger. I would have to do better than that. I sent a kick to his balls, but he saw that coming. He held onto my gown and tore it open, my hands instinctively wrapped around my chest now bare. 

“You were wrong.” He says, his eyes pinned to my face, “I am not used to getting all I ask; sometimes I take it by force.” 

“Stop!” I cried out. 

I was there again, where I was so many years ago, and once again I was powerless; my years spent training still weren’t enough. Panic and fear weakened me; I couldn’t think clearly. 

He pushed me over the table, my back to him, and then he paused. 

“Get up!” he ordered, and for a moment, I remained there. 

I felt humiliated. It couldn’t be more than twenty minutes had spent with him, and he had managed to strip me of every confidence I had. 

I rose to my feet. Spotting my dress, I picked it up, and I wrapped the torn piece around my body. 

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