Contractually Yours Alpha (Riley) novel Chapter 405

Chapter Twenty Three 

Chapter Twenty Three 

The moment we were alone in our room, I placed my dagger at his throat. 

“I warned you. I told you if you tried playing games with what I told you, I was going to kill you.” 

I pushed the dagger against his throat, nicking him, and a thin line of blood rolled down his neck and disappeared beneath his clothing. 

“Then kill me, Kaida.” 

“Don’t tempt me.” I warned. 

“You cannot kill me, not even if you want to. You have me in this position because I choose to let it be.” 

In a flash, he had somehow managed to flip me around so I had my back against his chest, his hand wrapped around mine, and now the dagger was at my own throat. He was stronger than me; I hated times when I got reminded of that. 

He held me closer; I could feel him against my ass, strong and hard. 

“If I wanted you in this position–in other, more… interesting positions, I wouldn’t have a problem making it happen. You don’t threaten me; you might be my mate, but I am still your king.” He whispered in my ear before letting me go. 

“I hate you.” 

“And that doesn’t change a thing.” He said, walking towards the keep to fetch a bottle of his favorite wine. “And just so you know, I don’t get drunk easily.” He added, taking a swig straight from the bottle.” 

“Why? Why did you bring him to me? I know you for many things: a manwhore, a drunk, a jerk, but a sicko isn’t one of them.” 

“I don’t think you can say that; you’ve only been with me for a few days, so you don’t really know me.” 

“Does it excite you when others are in pain?” 

“The anger and fire in your eyes was exciting to watch.” 

I was ready to do anything, just as long as the rogue died by my hands; I would give anything for that. 

“I want him dead.” 

“I know that.” 

“By my hands.” 

“I also know that.” He responded, taking another swing. “But the thing is, if I do kill this man, then the other rogues will turn against the Gray Pack. The man is under the Alpha’s protection, and the rogues won’t care about the fact that Alpha Grayson wasn’t the murderer. If Grayson has a lot to gain from the rogues, more than he has to gain from an alliance with this pack then he might start a war – just to prove his loyalty to the rogues, and it will all be… catastrophic.” 

“I had told you once I would give anything–just anything in exchange if you can grant me this one thing.” 

“You want it so desperately, don’t you? Tell me, how desperately do you want to see this man dead, his blood all over your hands? 

I stared at him. He was attracted to me–or at least I thought he was. 

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Chapter Twenty Three