The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 63
Rising from the bed, I started walking toward him, wracking
my brain for anything I could do to get him to leave.
I had almost reached him when there was a forceful pounding on the door. I instantly froze.
With pleading eyes, I stared into the man’s glowing eyes behind the mask. “Please. I’m begging you,” I said softly. “My friend’s life depends on it.”
My voice trembled and broke. I struggled to hold back a sob,
my ears buzzing and my heart racing far faster than its poor damaged tissue should be able to.
Something I couldn’t place flashed in his eyes for a brief

second, but he still got up and went to the bathroom, quietly closing the door behind him.
I heaved a sigh of relief, trying to keep from breaking down.
You can do this, I told myself. You got this.
I quickly turned on the light, removed the fake contract from my bag, and walked to the door.
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As soon as the door opened, Roman stormed in. His face was twisted in a snarl, and his wolf had started to take over. His claws were out, his eyes glowed red, and the tips of his ears. were pointed.
If I’d thought he was scary before, he was even more so now.
He advanced on me until I was backed up against the bed, his hand raised as if he were about to strike me. Fighting the urge to cower, I kept my back straight, shoulders square, and maintained eye contact.
“You bi tch, how dare you-”
“Beta Starke, the contract!”
Before he could slap me, I raised the contract between us.
When he saw it, he slowly lowered his hand, then snatched the