Contractually Yours Alpha (Riley) novel Chapter 440

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Chapter Fifty Eight 

Chapter Fifty Eight 

It was a dream. That much I could tell. 

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I watched a younger version of myself lying on the bed, sickly thin. Her skin was pale as snow, and her breaths came in labored gasps. Beside her was my father, Alpha Trent, in his prime. He was handsome as I always knew he was, but he had a pained look on his face as he watched me I was dying, and I could see that. 

“Nothing can be done for her–we’ve done all we could, but the sickness… we don’t understand it; we’ve never seen a thing like it.” a female healer said to him. 

“She can’t die.” My father says, “She’s all I have, and she cannot die. There has to be a way.” 

The healer walked closer to him. “There might be another option–the healer’s lilies. But I would never recommend it; if it doesn’t work… she would die.‘ 

“Do it,” my father says without even a single hesitation. 

“Alpha, are you sure?” 

“Yes. She would die anyway; do it.” 

“The flowers are up the Everveil mountains–my grandmother told me about them. I know how to pluck them and keep them fresh.” 

“Then you must go along with the soldiers; go quickly.” 

The healer nodded and hurried away. The moment the healer was gone, my father let a single tear slip down his eyes. I had never seen him cry, and watching him do so now broke me. “Dad… I am here,” I called to him, but he couldn’t hear me; it was like I wasn’t there, like I was a ghost. 

“It is all my fault.” He whispered to the child on the bed, who was indeed me. “She had done this; I know it–she wanted her revenge, and she… she is going to take the one person I care about the most and…” 

He broke down in tears, and I couldn’t help but cry along. 

The little child began shaking violently; my father urgently rose to his feet. He picked up the baby, rocking her and whispering words into her ear, and finally she calmed. “If you survive this, Kaida, I will protect you. I don’t care what I would have to lose; I would do anything to protect you.” 

The door slammed open, and he turned; a figure walked in, a woman who had every inch of her body covered with black clothing–save for her eyes. 

“You!” Father shouted. “You did this!” But the woman didn’t say a word. I saw the dagger in her hand, and before my father could react, she drove it into her chest, right through her heart. 

I screamed as my father fell to the ground, with the child in his hands. 

“I did promise you I’d be your downfall, Alpha Trent,” the strange woman said, then she turned her gaze to me. I’ll be back for you, child,” she added before walking away. 

“Father!” I cried out. 

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My eyes snapped open; tears streamed down my face. I was not on the bed; I was being cradled in Alexander’s 

arms. 

“It was a nightmare… It was just a dream.” 

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