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2025-02-01 05:42:13I could clearly see what he meant by customization because the terms written in front of me weren’t anything you’d expect to find on a paper meant to bind two souls for lifetimes.
Instead, they read more like a set of commands—a list of demands etched in ink, cold and final. … Contract of Union This document serves as the binding agreement between Party A (the bride) and Party B (the Alpha King). Both parties acknowledge that this union is not founded on affection, love, or partnership but on duty, necessity, and control. Terms of Agreement 1. Party A’s Obligations 1.1 Absolute Obedience: Party A will comply with every command issued by Party B without hesitation, refusal, or question. Resistance will result in immediate disciplinary action, the severity of which is determined solely by Party B. 1.2 Restricted Freedom: Party A may not leave the castle grounds or interact with anyone not pre-approved by Party B. Any attempt to defy this will result in severe consequences. 1.3 Access Boundaries: Party A is forbidden from entering Party B’s private chambers or other restricted areas of the castle. Any breach will be met with punishment. 1.4 Unrestricted Access: Party B may enter Party A’s quarters at any time for any reason. Denial of entry or refusal of his presence is prohibited. 1.5 Submission of Body and Will: Party A will surrender herself entirely to Party B. This includes, but is not limited to, bearing children, fulfilling his desires, and presenting herself as the dutiful bride in all public appearances. 1.6 Heir Obligation: Party A will produce an heir for Party B within one year of this agreement. Failure to do so will result in corrective measures to ensure compliance. 1.7 Loyalty: Party A is forbidden from forming any connection, physical or emotional, with another man. Any suspicion of betrayal will result in permanent exile or death, as determined by Party B. 2. Party B’s Authority 2.1 Absolute Power: Party B retains complete control over all aspects of this union, including Party A’s daily schedule, attire, and interactions. 2.2 Punitive Rights: Party B reserves the right to administer punishment as he sees fit for any disobedience or failure on Party A’s part. 2.3 Reclamation of Assets: Party A’s belongings, inheritance, and privileges are now the property of Party B. She holds no rights to these assets without his express consent. 2.4 Protection Promise: Party B will ensure Party A’s safety within the confines of the castle, provided she adheres to all conditions set forth in this agreement. 2.5 Search and Retrieval: Party B will locate and return Party A’s friend, Lilly, within 24 hours of this agreement being signed. This will serve as a demonstration of his power and as collateral for Party A’s continued cooperation. 3. Emotional Nullification 3.1 Absence of Love: Neither Party A nor Party B will entertain notions of care, affection, or love. Emotional ties are deemed unnecessary and counterproductive to the nature of this arrangement. 3.2 Role Assignment: Party A’s role is that of a dutiful queen and obedient wife. Party B’s role is that of a ruler and enforcer. 4. Termination and Consequences 4.1 Breach of Contract: If Party A violates any terms of this agreement, she forfeits her freedom, safety, and status as queen. Party B will decide her punishment, which may include imprisonment, exile, or death. 4.2 Freedom Clause: This agreement remains binding until Party B decides to release Party A from her obligations. Party A cannot request or negotiate her release. Union Clause The signing of this document constitutes a legal and binding marriage. The ceremony is a formality and may take place at Party B’s discretion. This document and its terms are to remain confidential, with disclosure to third parties punishable by death. Signature … The paper trembled in my hands as the weight of his demands settled over me like a suffocating shroud. My eyes darted over the words again, desperate to find a loophole, a way out, but the ink felt as binding as chains. His terms weren’t just ruthless; they were designed to strip me of my will. Punishment. Obedience. An heir. Each word felt like a dagger carving into my chest. My breath hitched as I finally looked up, meeting his gaze. Those steel-gray eyes were glacial, unfeeling, yet they burned with a hunger that was far from human. “An heir?” My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. He leaned back in his chair, his movements calculated, predatory. “Did you think I wanted a wife for companionship, little mouse?” The words sliced through me, and I flinched, my fingers tightening around the paper. “Why me?” My voice shook, anger and desperation mingling in every syllable. “I’m weak. I can’t give you a strong heir.” He laughed, a low, sinister sound that sent a shiver racing down my spine. “A child borrows the strength of the dominant parent. Don’t worry, little mouse. My blood will overshadow yours. All I need is your womb for eight months.” I recoiled as his words sank in, my heart pounding like a caged animal. “And after that?” His brow arched, and his lips curled into a mocking smirk. “After that, you’ll do what’s required of you. You’ll be a good mother. You’ll prepare my heir for the throne.” “What if it’s a girl?” His smile darkened, turning cruel. “I will not discriminate. My blood is a legacy, no matter its vessel. If she is born, I will cherish her. But make no mistake, little mouse—we will try again. And again. Until I have a prince to carry my name.” The room spun, my knees threatening to give way. His words weren’t just cruel—they were calculated, a death sentence for any flicker of hope I had left. I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms as rage flared within me. “So, you don’t need a wife,” I spat, my voice trembling. “You just need a vessel.” His expression shifted, amusement flickering in his eyes as if my defiance entertained him. “Oh, I need more than a vessel. I need you, little mouse.” My stomach churned. This man didn’t just want control—he wanted to own me. My body. My mind. My soul. The line about Lilly burned in my vision. ‘Party B will locate and return Party A’s friend, Lilly, within 24 hours of this agreement being signed.’ And that was the only motivation I needed to take this leap of faith. I gritted my teeth, choking on my tears as I snatched the pen from his hand. His smirk deepened, but he said nothing as I scrawled my name across the paper, sealing my fate. I shoved it toward him, refusing to meet his gaze. He took his time, dragging the moment out as he signed his side with a flourish. He set the pen down with a finality that made my heart sink. “Congratulations, little mouse,” he murmured, his voice dripping with mockery. “We’re officially hitched.” “Yeah, whatever.” His chuckle was dark, sending a ripple of unease through me. He leaned forward, his elbows resting on the desk as he beckoned me closer with a curl of his finger. “Come here.” The command was soft, but it carried the weight of an iron shackle. I stiffened, shaking my head. “I’m not some dog you can summon.” His smirk widened, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl. “Clause one, little mouse. You will follow everything I say without question.” My stomach flipped as realization dawned. The smirk on his lips told me he enjoyed my discomfort, my hesitation. He was savoring it. Reluctantly, I took a step forward, then another, until I stood before him. “Closer.” I swallowed hard, forcing my feet to move until I was within arm’s reach. He leaned back in his chair, spreading his legs as his eyes roamed over me, dark and unrelenting. “Kneel.” The word hung in the air like a gunshot. My body froze, my mind screaming at me to run, to fight, but my feet stayed planted, rooted by fear and the weight of his command. “Don’t make me repeat myself,” he said, his tone cold and sharp as a blade. My knees buckled, and I sank to the floor, my breathing shallow and uneven. His smirk returned, triumphant and cruel, as he tilted his head to look down at me. “Good girl,” he murmured, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from my face. His touch was deceptively gentle, a stark contrast to the venom in his words and I involuntarily flinched. “You’ll learn, little mouse. Obedience suits you.” My nails dug into the floor, rage simmering beneath my fear. He didn’t just want to control me—he wanted to break me. And as his hand gripped my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze, I realized one chilling truth. This was just the beginning.Related chapters
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Time had become irrelevant. Minutes, hours—they all blurred into one endless stretch of waiting. Sitting there, I couldn’t tell how long had passed. I was trapped in the prison of my own thoughts, each one clawing at my sanity.Twenty-four hours.Could he really find her in twenty-four hours?Doubt was a heavy stone in my chest, pressing against my lungs. What if he didn’t? What if he went back on his word?But no. He was the Werewolf King. His word wasn’t just law—it was ironclad. If there was one thing I knew about him, it was that he didn’t make empty promises. Whether his word brought salvation or destruction, it was always delivered.The sound of footsteps startled me out of my spiraling thoughts. My head snapped up as the door creaked open, and a group of five women entered. They were dressed in crisp maid uniforms, their hair neatly pinned back. Everything about them was polished and orderly, a sharp contrast to the chaos I felt inside.“Good evening, ma’am,” one of them said
