Contractually Yours Alpha (Riley) novel Chapter 35

Chapter Thirty Five 

“Does whatever you have to tell me endanger you?” 

I thought about it. “Not really, why?” 

“Then I can promise you, Thane wouldn’t know. 

“Beatrix suspects something.” 

“Well, she’s a fool; nothing to bother about,” Axel said. He didn’t seem to like her very much, and that brought a smile to my lips. 

“This is something to bother about. She had seen me when we both visited the training grounds. And she had pointed out the fact that I had no visible marks due to the…” I trailed off, but Axel understood where I was heading. “She has these theories; she thinks this might be a mistake, and I hadn’t actually been mated to Thane, or there is some kind of agreement, she also suspects that I blackmailed him into this.” 

“Blackmail?” Axel scoffed. “You don’t have to worry. I bet she is hoping this is an agreement too.” 

There was a knock on the door. 

“I’m not expecting anyone,” I said to Axel. 

“That must be the maid. It’s lunch time. 

Thane should be back by now, and I was getting worried. Axel late. 

gone too, as it was already 

I spotted the book Barbara’s Fantasies on the table where I had kept it last. I couldn’t help the rush of embarrassment that filled me as I recalled Thane reading a very disturbing passage of the book to me. I had regretted ever bringing it here; of course he would find out; there was no hiding anything from Thane. I picked up the book and headed to the waste bin. I discarded it. 

I stared at the book laying there in the bin; it seemed to be calling to me. 

I had taken it from the library; the least I could do was return it back there, right? I picked up the book from the trash, hiding it beneath our bed. I would return it on my next visit to the library. 

The door was suddenly pulled open. 

I couldn’t help the anticipation I felt, knowing Thane had returned, but then…, there was silence. 

“Thane?” I called out, but there was no response “Thane!” I called out louder, feeling a little 

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Chapter Thirty Five 

bit of panic rising. But there was no response. I didn’t go all the way to the door; if Thane hadn’t been the one, then whoever walked in would be there waiting. Instead, I ran, heading to the bathroom, and when I was in, I locked the door. 

I placed my hands over my mouth in an attempt to stay silent; my breath seemed to come out louder than normal, and if that didn’t give me out, my pounding heart would have done just 

that. 

I heard the footsteps. It hadn’t been one person. I could tell from the footsteps. 

There was a loud kick on the door, and the lock gave out. I hadn’t been afraid of anything that could be stopped by a simple lock. 

I launched at the first person I could see, pushing my way to get to the door, and escaped them, but I felt a strong grip on my hair, holding me back. I punched out at the person, not caring where my hits landed; I had to do something. The desperation fuelled me, but then I noticed the others. 

They were about ten present–more than I had anticipated–and they were all in black. It had been an attack, and every part of me knew that Thane had no part in this, but the only person I could think of who could be responsible was the person I had just met a while ago; The same person who must definitely hated me but had tried covering it up. Beatrix. 1