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His presence felt like a hand closing around my throat, squeezing the air out of me. A shiver slid down my spine. Only after that did Vladimir step back and storm out of the ward. I swallowed a heavy, fearful gulp and eased myself down onto the floor, trying to breathe in as much as I could.
Fear crept in like something cold. Uncle Amos, the one person who might have been my escape, had failed me. Now I was truly stuck with this Vladimir as my Alpha. To think I signed the contract.
I swallowed again, harder this time.
Footsteps approached. I looked up and my face met Craig’s.
My state did not faze him. He did not bat an eye. He simply said, "Alpha Vladimir requests that you leave the hospital premises and prepare for tomorrow."
I knew what he meant. The contract said the wedding
