Contract Love With Alpha

MilanaWhat told me that this wasn't a dream was the pain that hadn't completely disappeared from my chest. With what was left of my pride, which to them was probably nothing, I got up, trying to stand up straight and desperately holding back my tears. My hopes of finding a mate were high, though it was unlikely I would find one as soon as I connected with my wolf. It could be that the one destined for me was on the other side of the world. But really, there isn't a single cell in my body that hopes to get an alpha born as a mate. I only wanted a low-status man-wolf and to be able to spend my life with him. Now, my hope to be free of Wanda was gone. I don't know what I've done wrong for the Moon Goddess to punish me this severely. The rejection of my fated mate had never crossed my mind. I hadn't even felt the electric sensation when I came into contact with my mate, as many people had told me. My life felt like an endless nightmare. I was too focused on myself to notice where Rian

MilanaThe clashing sound of metal woke me from sleep. I squinted as blinding sunlight pierced my eyes. The light came from a small window high on one side of the wall. A musty smell interrupted my sense of smell, and I realized I was in a damp and stuffy place.My whole body ached, and I tried to sit on the edge of the bed, only to realize that I was behind bars. Am I being held here? But why?I saw two huge, bulky men behind the bars. Their looks and gazes added to the creepiness that scared me. One of them was carrying an iron rod. Apparently, he was the one hitting the bars, probably to get me up."Who are you, and which pack did you come from?" asked the black one. His damp, curly, brown hair bobbed with his every move.I didn't open my mouth, as I was too stunned by this situation."Oy! Are you mute?!" yelled the blonde man with the iron rod after a few seconds of not getting an answer from me."I think I hit my head. Let's ask her again later," said his friend before they turne

Milana's POVAs the warm water enveloped my skin, I let out a small sigh of relief. I had dreaded the moment Maximus carried me into the bathroom, thinking he’d insist on staying. But, to my surprise, he left without argument, handing the task of cleaning me to two omegas.Those two women introduced themselves when I took a seat before the vanity, then continued to work in silence.They worked diligently, scrubbing away the grime of my fall and the dampness of the prison cell. One of them, Amel, was particularly shy, stealing nervous glances at me as if afraid I might disapprove of her. The other, Erna, seemed more confident, her hands quick and efficient as she washed and dried my hair.Amel finally spoke after drying the ends of my hair with a soft towel. “It’s an honor to serve you, Luna,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.I blinked, unsure how to respond. “Luna?”Her cheeks turned crimson as she nodded. “Yes. We’ve waited so long for Alpha Maximus to find someone. The pa

Milana's POVI had no choice but to trust Maximus. He was all I had now.As we walked deeper into the building, I couldn't help but feel a mix of apprehension and awe. The dark corridors were silent, the faint sound of our footsteps echoing off the stone walls. When we finally emerged into a grand hall, I stopped in my tracks, my breath catching in my throat.Massive marble pillars lined both sides of the room, their smooth surfaces glinting faintly under the sunlight streaming through the tinted glass dome above. The colorful tinted glass cascading a rainbow throughout the room made it simultaneously eerie and breathtaking. The air felt charged, almost electric, and I instinctively gripped my hands together to steady myself.At the center of the room stood an enormous statue of a wolf, its form carved with such detail that it looked almost alive. The wolf's head was lifted in a silent howl, its eyes fierce and proud.An odd pressure settled over me, like an invisible weight pressing

Milana's POVThe sound of Maximus's voice cut through the room like a whip. I froze, my breath caught in my throat, and my eyes snapped to the towering figure in the doorway. His presence seemed to suck all the air out of the room, leaving a suffocating silence in its wake.I hadn't even noticed when he'd entered, which only added to my growing anxiety. My heart pounded painfully against my ribcage as I registered his scrutinizing gaze. Guilt prickled at the back of my mind—had I done something wrong? Was he angry?Maximus's expression was unreadable, his arms crossed over his broad chest as his eyes swept over the room, landing momentarily on Erna before shifting to me. I could feel the weight of his authority pressing down on me, and it was all I could do to keep from shrinking under his gaze.Before I could explain, the designer broke the silence, stepping forward with a practiced air of calm. "Alpha Maximus," she greeted, her voice smooth and sickly sweet. "I believe there's been