Chapter 19 – The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover (Taya & Griffon) Read Free

Filed to story: The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson

My chest felt tight, and I was in a lot of pain. Because my heart wasn’t pumping enough blood throughout my body, which meant everything wasn’t getting enough oxygen, I was weak and dizzy. I couldn’t even stand without swaying.

Even though I want to help Harper, I couldn’t. There wasn’t another choice for me but to go lie down.

After getting in bed, I fell right to sleep.

Almost.

Until my phone dinged with a text message. Entertainment news.

I knew so little about Griffon’s schedule even when I was staying with him, so I’d started paying attention to some of the “celebrity entertainment” accounts after seeing that they occasionally covered the Knight pack Alpha.

I opened the text and clicked on the link. The paparazzi had snapped a picture of Griffon carrying Tara into the emergency room. The content reported that their old relationship had rekindled.

I scrolled down to the comments, and they all praised Griffon and Tara, from their looks to their money to their powerful pack standings… They all said that they were a perfect match.

And even I had to admit…they were. Griffon was like a gorgeous statue in a museum…close enough to touch, but you’d get your hand slapped if you did. While Tara was elegant, beautiful, and kind. They were indeed a good match that balanced each other out.

I smiled bitterly and swiped the text message to delete it. When I went to turn off the phone, I saw a text message from an unknown number that I’d missed while in the hospital.

I clicked on it.

What did you go to the hospital for yesterday?

I was stunned for a moment. How did this person know that I had gone to the hospital?

I looked at the time. It was sent last night after I woke up in the hospital…

I read the message again and again, feeling disbelief.

The only person I had seen in the hospital last night was Griffon. Did he send it? But…he hadn’t even looked at me. He’d been focused on Tara.

My hands trembled as I typed, Who is this?

I hadn’t thought that the other person would reply so quickly, but in the next second, there was a new text.

Answer me, it said.

My heart was pounding. The cold tone was similar to Griffon’s.

However, intuition told me that he’d never text me like this.

Frowning, I typed, Who the he ll are you?

This time, silence. Until almost an hour later.

Roman, it read.

I took a deep breath, almost relieved it wasn’t Griffon.

Though…this wasn’t Roman’s phone number…

Something seemed off.

I lay in bed thinking about it, but I couldn’t figure it out. Why would Roman have a different number?

Scr ew it. I decided to call it.

It rang and rang with no answer. Instead, he texted: I’m in a meeting.

I rested my chin on my hand, pondering the situation and what to do.

Picking up my phone again, I called the Starke pack offices- where Roman worked for his family.

This time, he answered quickly. His voice was low and carried a hint of impatience. “I’m in a meeting. What’s the matter?”

I hadn’t actually expected him to be in a meeting, so I quickly replied, “Nothing,” then hung up.

What a psycho! Texting me with a strange number during a meeting. Did he have nothing else to do? If he was so busy in his meeting, what the he ll was he doing texting?

Then again, he’d changed his number before when I’d blocked him. Maybe he’d had to change it because he’d been hara*sing some other woman who’d blocked him.

I put down the phone, planning to ignore him, but I didn’t expect to see another text message.

He returned to the first question: Answer me. Why did you go to the hospital?

Goddess, he was crazy. He wouldn’t speak when I called, but he’d just continue to ask the same question over text. What the he ll?

I didn’t want to talk to him, but I was afraid that if I didn’t reply, it would just irritate him. So I gritted my teeth and typed: I had a high fever and went to the hospital for IV fluids and antibiotics.

I was prepared for more questions, but he didn’t text back. So I put down my phone and fell asleep.

My phone vibrated on my nightstand, waking me up.

I peeled open my tired eyes, struggled to pick up the phone, and answered.

“Baby.” Roman’s voice came from the other end of the line. “I heard you had a high fever yesterday. How are you now?”

Good lord, this guy was strange. Did his wolf take over sometimes and make him forget things? We’d already been over the fact that I’d had a high fever and gone to the hospital.

Plus, why did he care? He’d only wanted to sleep with me, so why the questions about my health?

Could it be…he knew I was dying?

I managed to shu t that thought away and replied calmly, “I’m fine.”

“Okay, good, good. That’s great,” Roman said mechanically. Then his tone changed, grew more eager. “So, did you finish that thing?”

And there it was. His real reason for calling me.

I sat straight up in bed, supported my forehead with one hand. “I went to Alpha Knight, and he said he would think about it.”

The excuse I’d used to get away from Roman wasn’t one I could do…and the last thing I was going to do was actually talk to Griffon about Roman. I had no videos or pictures, and no way would Griffon ever listen to me and give the Starke Pack the Westen City project.

All I had to do was delay with Roman until after Harper’s wedding was over.

Then, I would give my life in exchange for peace for the rest of Harper’s life.

Roman seemed impatient. “The bidding conference starts on the tenth of next month. When is he going to consider it?”

Sh it. Harper’s wedding was on the ninth of next month.

I had wanted to wait until Harper gol mated before going to d ie with Roman.

Think fast, I told myself, tapping a finger against my chin.

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