All Chapters of Contracted Mate To Alpha Konan: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ALPHA KONAN'S POV I paced around my study as I waited for Rosaline's arrival. The sound of my shoe soles on the tiled floor were the only defined noise I could hear. Anger and worry simmered within me making my insides hot and I was forced to ask myself for the umpteenth time why I was feeling this way towards her. This feeling was new, very pristine. "It is because she's carrying your child. So it is a tangible reason for you to behave and feel this way." My subconscious answered. "Exactly!" And I couldn't agree more. Rosaline came into my study panting heavily from running. "What did you say happened to Madeline," she asked worry lines evident on her forehead. "The servant girl was kidnapped by Damien, my uncle." "Is Damien around?" she asked. "I have no idea," I replied. "He only made his presence known by kidnapping the servant girl and dropping a letter." "What did the content of the letter say?" Rosaline asked. "I don't care. I only need to save Madeline and

PETRA'S POV Madeline's kidnap had me exhausted. I couldn't get any ounce of sleep the previous night. I asked Madeline about what happened the previous night and why she was kidnapped, and she refused to spill. This was the first time Madeline was hiding an ordeal from me, a very serious one and it kinda hurt. I overheard how alpha Konan talked down at Madeline this morning. I couldn't get the whole details of what happened during the kidnap, but I pitied her—i really did. I understood her predicament and I knew she was going through a lot and I didn't want to keep hurting her. I went back to the servant's quarters to freshen up and grab something to eat before I went back to work. To my surprise, I found my room door ajar and found Kong standing close to the window with a dangerous smirk on his face. I was shocked and taken aback. "Kong, what are you doing here?" I asked with a hushed voice. "Godfather requests your presence." "Now," I asked. "Yes," he really does

ALPHA KONAN'S POV The day of the duel had arrived, and the weight of what lay ahead pressed heavily on my chest. This wasn't just another fight—it was a battle for my pride, my unborn child, and, more than anything, for Madeline. If I failed, it wouldn’t just be my defeat—it would be a loss of everything I held dear. But I couldn’t afford to lose. Not this time. I had to emerge victorious, and I had to put Uncle Damien in his place. My muscles were tense, a storm of nervous energy swirling in my body. I needed to focus, to center myself. I walked to the makeshift gym in my study and began my workout, pushing my body to the limit. Every punch I threw was a way to clear my mind. But as the minutes ticked by, her face kept flashing in my thoughts. Madeline. Her eyes. Her strength. Her vulnerability. Elyan's voice echoed in the back of my mind. Was I already falling for her? I clenched my fists tighter, trying to shake off the thought. There was no room for distractions. The time f

ALPHA KONAN'S POV I sat alone in my study, the events of the last few days replaying in my mind like a relentless storm. Most especially, I couldn’t shake the image of Madeline—trembling, disoriented. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions—rage, confusion, helplessness. The weight of the surprise attack weighed on me. Everyone was demanding answers, especially the pack members whose lives had been endangered. They’d all come out to show their undying love and support, and now they were left with questions I didn’t have answers to. The attack seemed too well-coordinated to be a coincidence. There had to be a mole in the pack. Someone who knew the ins and outs of our operations. Someone close. Damien had to be my prime suspect. He would do anything, any way, to get what he wanted. He had suggested the duel, and the people who supported him might have been in on it too. The duel could have been a distraction, a ploy while they carried out their attack. But in the same breath, Damie

MADELINE'S POV The pack doctor flashed the torch into my eyes. I felt uncomfortable and I blinked a thousand times. He let go of them and he swiveled his chair back to its original position. "With all your examinations done in the past few days, you are now better. Miss Madeline, you didn't particularly suffer from face blindness. You suffered from post traumatic stress disorder also known as PTSD. It is due to the extreme stress you subjected yourself to." "Your brain deciding not to remember people's face for the time being was because of the bad experience you witnessed and according to what you told me, you have been kidnapped and you witnessed the last pack attack in your condition. So it was very likely to happen." "But not to worry ma'am, I can see you have been punctual with your drugs and I am happy you can recognize the details on people's face clearly now." "Thank you so much doctor," I happily replied. "And Doctor please can you keep my coming here a secret?" "You me