Reborn as the Alpha CEO's Contracted Wife

The Penthouse

I was standing still in the elevator. My face was really pale. I was holding my phone tightly. The case on my phone was making a noise because I was squeezing it so hard.

"What is it!" Alex asked. He watched my face closely.

"Dave bought the downtown lots ten minutes ago” I said. "He sent 1.5 million dollars to the seller. He used my name to buy the land."

Alex's jaw got tight. "He used the pack law. It lets an Alpha act as a helper for his mate in emergencies. He tricked the bank into thinking he had the right to use my money."

"He used the pack accounts, not my trust fund" I said. I thought fast. I did the math. "The main Lincoln pack accounts have two million dollars in cash. He used it all to buy the land."

"If he used all the pack money he needs more to run his business" Alex said. "He will go after your fifty million dollar trust fund next. We have twenty minutes before he tries to transfer the money."

The elevator doors opened and we stepped into the parking garage where a black SUV was already waiting for us.

"Get in" Alex ordered.

I got into the seat. Alex sat beside me. He rolled up the partition between us and the driver.

"First National Bank" Alex told the driver over the intercom. "Go fast."

The SUV sped up the ramp. Merged into the city traffic. I pulled out my laptop. I opened the banking portal for the Lincoln trust fund. The screen asked for a password and a fingerprint scan.

"The bank manager will stall us" I said. I typed my password with fingers. "Jane plays golf with him every Sunday. She pays him secretly to help Dave's paperwork."

"He will not stall me" Alex replied.

We arrived at the bank in less than eight minutes. Alex got out first. I followed him. The four security guards formed a circle around us as we walked through the doors.

The bank lobby got quiet. Customers stopped talking. Tellers froze behind their counters. Alex's strong presence made everyone pay attention.

Alex ignored them all the attention and walked directly to the big oak doors at the back of the lobby. The sign read: Branch Manager.

Alex opened the door without knocking.

The manager, Mr. Higgins jumped out of his chair. He held a stack of wire transfer forms. He looked scared.

"Mr. Graham" Higgins stammered. "I did not expect you."

"Sit down" Alex commanded.

Higgins dropped back into his chair.

I walked around the desk and stood next to him. I looked at the paperwork in his hand. The top form asked to transfer fifty million dollars from the Mary Lincoln Trust to a company owned by Dave Winslow. Dave had signed it.

"Cancel that transfer now" I said.

Higgins looked nervously from me to Alex. "Miss Lincoln. Alpha Winslow said this request fifteen minutes ago. He said you are medically unable and need him to act for you."

I got angry. Dave said I was medically unfit to steal my money.

"I am standing here" I said. My voice got cold. "I am not incapacitated. Dave Winslow committed fraud. If you process that paperwork Graham Enterprises will sue you for fifty million dollars."

Higgins dropped the papers on his desk. His hands shook.

"Open the terminal" Alex ordered him. "Transfer the balance of the Mary Lincoln Trust into the Graham Corporate Vault account. Now."

Higgins typed fast on his keyboard. He turned the monitor toward me. A small scanner sat on his desk.

"I need your thumbprint, Miss Lincoln" Higgins said quietly.

I pressed my thumb on the scanner. The machine beeped as a green light flashed on the screen then the computer showed the balance of 50 million dollars.

“Transfer" I said.

Higgins clicked the button. The screen loaded for three seconds. Then a confirmation number appeared. The balance dropped to zero.

I let out a breath. I secured the money. Dave failed. Without that fifty million his company could not survive the war I planned against him.

Alex did not smile. He looked a bit relaxed. "Print the receipt. Give it to my fiancée."

Higgins printed the paper. Handed it to me. We walked out of the office. Back into the SUV.

"He will realize the money is gone within the hour "I said as the car pulled away from the bank.”

"Let him" Alex said. "He cannot touch you now."

We drove in silence to the Graham Tower. It stood seventy stories tall in the financial district. We immediately took the private elevator to the top floor.

The elevator doors flung open into Alex's penthouse.

The space was huge. Big windows offered a view of the city skyline. The floors were made of black marble. The furniture had lines and dark gray leather. The entire apartment felt cold, efficient and heavily guarded.

"The code to access the elevator is 8426" Alex said as he was taking off his suit jacket. Tossed it onto a chair. "Do not write it down. Memorize it."

"8426" I repeated.

"Security cameras cover the entryway, the living room and the kitchen " Alex explained. He walked toward a hallway. "There are no cameras in the bathrooms or the bedroom. Follow me."

I followed him down the hall. He opened the doors at the end.

We entered the master suite. It matched the rest of the penthouse. It looked clean and untouched. A big king-sized bed sat in the center of the room covered in blue sheets.

"I sleep on the side" Alex said. He pointed to the side of the mattress. "That side is yours. The master bathroom has two basins. Use the one. Do not leave your items on my side of the counter."

"Understood" I said. I appreciated the boundaries. I did not want to invade his space.

"My extraction team will deliver your clothes and your hard drive at 4:00 AM " Alex said. He checked his watch. "I have a conference call in ten minutes. I will take it in my study. Stay here. Get familiar with the space."

Alex walked out of the bedroom. He shut the doors behind him.

I stood alone in the room. I finally let my guard down as I walked over to the bed to sit and the events of the day caught up to me. I had successfully changed my timeline.

I slumped into the bed feeling exhilarated.

Then I felt something poking under my left hand.

I immediately sat up and saw a thick folder which rested against the headboard.

I reached out and picked it up.

The front cover had a red stamp. The ink read: MATE? My heart beat fast. I flipped the folder open.

It was a medical report from the Graham pack doctor. The date at the top of the page read November 10th. Five days ago. Five days before I met Alex.

I read the highlighted paragraph.

Alpha Graham. The blood sample from the Lincoln pack gala confirms your suspicion. The pheromone markers show Mary Lincoln is a 99.8% match, to your wolf. She is your fated mate.

I dropped the folder onto the floor.

Alex knew. He knew I was his mate before I offered him the fake marriage contract. He let me think I tricked him into this arrangement.

The bedroom door handle clicked. The heavy wood swung open.

Alex stepped into the room. He looked at the folder on the floor. Then he looked at me.