"I don't know you, so why should I get into a contract with you?" 

"I need to be close to your scent. All you have to do is sign." 

Emily met the man who helped her a few days ago. But he could be a different person totally - a pervert that sneaked into women's bathrooms to see naked Emily. To save her father's life, Emily signed the contract which written Emily have to be beside him at all time. With Emily's assistance, Berton successfully completed the succession ceremony, and the two gradually developed feelings for each other during their time together. However, Emily suddenly heard that Berton was planning to marry another woman when she known she was pregnant. Emily has decided to leave pack and head to the human world. 

As years pass, a chance invitation beckons her back to the very place she vowed to leave behind. Disguised and determined, Emily faces her past—but what awaits her return? In a world where status and bloodlines dictate the rhythm of life, can the love between an Alpha and an omega survive the dissonance of prejudice and ambition?

The Alpha's Contracted Lover

　　I forced myself up and tried to sit properly on the bed, but my body was in refusal. The room was dimly lit, and shadows danced menacingly on the walls. Fear gripped me as I struggled to remember how I had ended up in this state.


　　My body felt weak, and my eyes were half closed. These days I slept a lot more than I usually do, and it was starting to bother me. Why did I feel troubled? These new changes were slightly becoming concerning. I couldn't recall what had happened the previous night, but as I tried to sit up in bed, my head spun and the room swirled around me. The morning, feeling nauseous and dizzy.


　　I pushed the duvet off my body and slid down from the bed as I walked to the bathroom instead. After a while, I went down to make breakfast. I was still weak, and I felt nauseous as I tried to walk normally down the stairs and attempting to keep myself balanced. I dragged my feet to the kitchen and sat on the seat around the countertop.


CHAPTER 68: Morning Sickness