Contractually Yours Alpha (Riley) novel Chapter 64

Chapter Sixty Four 

He was mad now, and no matter how bold I felt, I knew not to say anymore on that matter. I didn’t mean what I said; of course I should have expected this, and maybe I did. 

“Get dressed” 

“Why?” 

“There’s a ball taking place in a few minutes, and since you missed the feast, I thought your could make it up. 

“Are you serious, Thane? You locked me in for a whole week and expect me to come with you, dressed and ready for this ball.” 

“Yes” 

“I won’t. You could go alone, or better yet, go with Beatrix; you seem to have some chemistry 

with her.” 

I didn’t think Beatrix suffered any consequences for helping me escape; I, on the other hand, paid dearly for it. 

“You either dress up, or I do just that for you.” 

“And how are you intending to dress me up?” 

“Want to find out?” 

I didn’t. After all that had happened, I didn’t think being naked before Thane would help, so I walked away, heading to the bathroom. I took an unnecessary long bath, and when I returned, I noticed a deep gold–coloured gown hanged conspicuously, I bet selected by Thane; it was long strapless, and of course, with a slit. I was beginning to believe Thane had a thing with those slits. There was also a pair of black heels to go with the dress; it was the perfect combination. 

I wasn’t going to wear that, of course. Just to go against him, I headed back to the dressing room, only to notice it had been locked. He knew exactly what he was doing. 

I headed back to the room to see him seated on the bed. 

“Why is the door to the dressing room locked?” 

“Because I want you in that dress,” he says. 

“Well, I have no underwear on.” 

“That is the idea.“. 

He was going to make me go to the ball without any underwear. But I was not going to give him the satisfaction of seeing how it affected me 

Chapter Sixty Four- 

As always, the ball had already started when we arrived. 

I noticed the stares, but I looked away, keeping my head high as Thane led me to the seat meant for us. A sense of déjà vu filled me; I remembered the last ball I had been to, back at the Windborne Pack. Ryker had invited me over, but of course, I had been there to watch as he whispered very improper words to his mate–the fake mate–because I had been the true mate. If only I knew how much that single day was going to 

here as the Luna, and though it was only for a period of tange my whole life. Now I sat 

Thane was giving me the chance. to experience what it felt like to be the Luna. Did that mean I was grateful to him?, Oh hell по because now I sat here with no underwear and all the stares of the people who had seen Axel‘ carrying‘ me back to my room–the same room I stayed locked in for a whole week- combined with the extra mark on my neck, it was sure to raise due suspicions. 

A man approached us; I could tell he was a high–ranking wolf, he had this aura that seemed to surround him. A guard trailed a good distance behind him. 

“Alpha Thane, it’s an honor to be here,” the man said. 

“Alpha Trent, nice to see you too. I was hoping you would tarry after the ball; I’d like to have a chat with you,” Thane said to Trent. He was an Alpha, I could see it in him too; from his build. to his looks, he had grey eyes and dirty blonde hair that fell over his eyes. 

“Luna Riley,” he calls, and despite myself, I am surprised he knew my name. “May I request the pleasure of a dance with you?” he offered. 

Instincts almost lead me into asking Thane for permission, but then I remember I am on a mission to piss him off. 

“Sure, Trent, the pleasure is all mine,” I said, rising to my feet, half expecting Thane to stop me here and now, but he doesn’t. Trent leads me to the floor where others are already dancing. 

“I’m not a very good dancer.” I admitted 

He gave me an amused smile. I wondered if he expected me to be a pro at this seeing as I was the Luna and it was expected of me. “That’s alright, I’ll take the lead.” 

His hands settled around my waist, and he stirred me, I let him guide me. We were silent for a few minutes, and I was getting to enjoy the soft movements. 

“So how do you like it here?” he asks. I was a stranger to him; what does it matter? 

“What?” I asked, even though I had heard him clearly earlier. 

“Sorry for being so ‘nosy‘ but you’ve become quite popular.”