Filed to story: The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson
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“On the ninth of next month. He said he couldn’t give me an answer before then.”
“Dam n!” Roman cursed. “Give me the video. I’ll talk to him then.”
My palms broke out in a cold sweat, and I racked my brain for something else.
“Beta Starke, using this method to threaten Alpha Knight to help you secure the project has already made him very dissatisfied with you. If you bring the video to him, it will only further anger him. Then, not only will you offend him more, you will also prevent yourself from getting the project-or any other projects in the future. Do you think that is the right strategy to take right now? You’ll have much better luck if you let me handle it. Don’t you agree?”
Roman was silent while he thought about it, and I waited for his response with baited breath.
He had to know that threatening Griffon in this way wasn’t honorable, that he would already be treading on thin ice.
allva Beta doing it to an Alpha of a stronger, more powerful pack.
He finally spoke again. “I must see the contract on the ninth of next month. Otherwise, it won’t be your best friend’s new mate claiming her after the ceremony…it’ll be a group of my men.”
My heart skipped a beat-or ten. Roman knew the date of Harper’s wedding? Just how close of an eye had he been keeping on us?
Now, not only Harper but also her new mate might be implicated. I had to think fast.
Real fast.
I put down the phone and struggled to get up.
I went to the desk, pulled open the drawer, and took out a few medicine bottles.
Taking out the sleeping pills, I put them in another empty bottle.
Then, numbly, I picked up the other pills for heart failure and stuffed them into my mou th.
So help me goddess, I would see Harper mated, and I would see Roman pay.
There were about ten days left before the ninth of the next month.
Every day, I went to different hospitals and got prescriptions so I could accumulate sleeping pills.
After coming home one day and placing the medicine on the table, I glanced at the box setting to the side.
I hadn’t returned the dress and necklace to Roman yet. I was surprised he hadn’t asked for it back given how expensive the necklace must be. I quickly picked up the phone and made arrangements to deliver them to him.
Although I had to deal with Roman, I would return what did not belong to me.
The delivery man arrived quickly. After sending the package out, I felt much more at ease.
When Roman saw the dress and necklace being returned, he was pleased, and his wolf pawed at him.
“I know, I know,” he soothed.
If it were someone else, they would have already sold the necklace, but Taya had returned it. Which meant she cared about him enough to return something that belonged to him, and she didn’t care about the money.
Sure, she was resistant, but he’d dealt with this before with women. He loved a challenge. Right now, he just needed her to secure the project…and then he’d secure her.
Once I sent Roman’s things back to him, I took a nap.
Harper calling woke me up.
“It’s ready!” she screamed excitedly into the phone.
“On my way!” I answered.
The wedding dress Harper had custom made was ready.
As poorly as I felt, there was no way I was missing this, and I was genuinely excited with her.
I gathered myself and tried to forget about the exhaustion I was feeling. When I got to the bridal shop, Damian, Harper’s fiancé, was also there. When he saw me coming in, he greeted me warmly.
“Where’s Harper?” I asked him excitedly.
Damian raised his chin toward the fitting room. “She’s trying the dress on. I saved you a seat over here.”
Oh, thank the goddess there was someplace to sit.
It was getting harder and harder to stand for long periods of time. My body could never get enough oxygen anymore. The weaker my heart got, the worse the symptoms were. I knew it wouldn’t be long for me, but I HAD to see Harper and Damian’s mating ceremony if it was the last thing I did.
And…it might possibly actually be the last thing I did.
Fortunately, Harper soon came out of the fitting room quickly.
Just sitting here had made me nod off a bit.
Harper called my name softly, and my eyes snapped open.
I was thankful Harper didn’t seem notice my strangeness. She was too wrapped up in her dress…as she should be. She lifted the hem of the big mating dress and walked around in front of her and Damian.
Wolf shifters didn’t have the same superstitions about mates seeing the dress before the wedding, which I’d always loved.
And I really loved the look on Damian’s face right now. It was one of absolute awe and worship.
“What do you think?” she asked.
“It’s beautiful,” I gushed.
“My baby looks beautiful no matter what she wears,” Damian replied, a huge grin on his face as he looked at his future mate.
Harper beamed and walked over to kiss his cheek.
Damian caressed her face affectionately.
I was so excited for them. They’d been together for a long time, and they’d already gone through so much. They’d been apart while Damian had gone to college, and Harper had confided in me that his childhood had been a bit rough, even though his situation was different than ours and he still had a family and a pack.
But it definitely made him understand Harper more, and I knew that he would cherish the family they built together. They would both be amazing parents for their pups.
I wished I had found a man like Damian. Life would have been a lot easier and happier.
“Are you ready to pick your dress, Taya?” Harper asked me when the sales a*sociate came over with a rack of dresses.
Harper’s dress had cost a small fortune, so the store was providing my dress.
“Umm…” I hemmed and hawed. I was so think and pale, nothing would look good on me or fit properly. I didn’t even want to think about how awful any of these colors would look against my ghostly complexion. “They’re all so gorgeous, I don’t even know where to start…”
“Oooh! I’ll pick!” Harper clapped her hands together, her eyes gleaming.
Whew. Exactly what I’d hoped for.
Harper quickly picked a champagne-colored dress and asked me to try it on.
Once it was on, I stared at myself in the dressing room mirror, shaking my head before walking out. There was no way Harper was going to NOT see how much weight I’d lost.
Harper touched my waist. There was no flesh, only bones.
She looked at my pale face as if seeing for the first time how truly washed-out I looked. She narrowed her gaze on me, her face stern. “Taya, why have you lost so much weight?”
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