Alpha, Time's Up on Our Marriage Contract!

Hailey's POV: I dragged myself from the bed as it felt so sore and tired with the way I kneeled in the rain on the gravel pathway. My heart clenched as last night's events swirled in my head. What did I do to deserve this kind of fate? Why was the moon goddess punishing me? I took out the jeans and a cotton shirt to go with my coat as they will be comfortable throughout the day. I don't even have time to apply makeup as I am already late for the ward rounds. I checked myself in the mirror one last time before leaving for the hospital, dark circles were so dark around my eyes and my face looked so pale. As soon as I parked the car in front of the hospital, I rushed out with my coat hanging on my arm and the stethoscope around my neck. I can't afford to be late. Some of the staff greeted me as I answered their greetings and walked towards the vip ward. I could hear someone shouting and as I neared, the familiar voice sounded angry. "Nonsense! You are in your mid-thirties, You need to get married and give me some great grand kids. Dr.Synder said if I am too emotional then I will get sick, so hurry up and find a wife." Mrs. Teresa Gatsby scolded someone angrily and I can hear worry in her voice too. "Grandma." A sexy voice drawled out the word, his voice sounds helpless and tired. My stomach clenched in an unfamiliar feeling and my steps flatter for a second. "What if you get too excited or emotional when I find a wife and get married? I don't want to trouble you, Grandma." His tone changed into a mischievous one. A smile threatened on my lips, I hadn't even seen the man and he had already made me smile. "You brat! You are pissing me off right now." Mrs.Gatsby scolded. I know about Gatsbys and the male voice may belong to her grandson Sherman Gatsby who was the bachelor CEO and Alpha of the pack. "Don't worry, Grandma, I know what to do." Sherman said, his tone became soft. "I don't care, I want you to find a bride at the end of the year. If you don't find it then I won't get any treatment. My wolf perked up at her threat, an idea forming in her head as she started yapping happily. "What is it?" I asked, she just chuckled and blocked me out. My head was spinning with the ideas my wolf had just inserted in it. I hurriedly reached the room and knocked on it. "Mrs.Gatsby, it's time for the daily check up." I said, entering the room. I haven't seen the man yet but I can feel his eyes on me, his scent wafted towards me as I inhaled lungfully. "Oh! Hello! Miss, Synder. How are you doing today, dear." Her warm voice greeted me as I returned her smile. She always makes me feel comfortable and always asks me how I am doing. I miss my mother in her presence, she also took care of me like this. "I am having an okay-ish day, Mrs.Gatsby, but you need to tone down your anger." I playfully glared at her, his gaze seemed to penetrate through me and my wolf was restless in his presence. His powerful aura was overwhelming. "It's okay dear, Miss.Synder, meet my grand-son Sherman Gatsby, he is thirty-five years old and still single like you." Mrs.Gatsby's voice has a glee in her voice like she has just found something interesting. I turned towards the powerful man and my eyes landed on his towering figure. He looked tall even if he was sitting, his face was in a neutral expression but it's carved to perfection. His green eyes are so dark and mysterious that I realised I am drowning in them. He was a very handsome man. I have seen him in magazines and on television but I had never seen him in real life. Pictures don't do any justice to his real beauty. He looked at me once and nodded his head in acknowledgement before going back to his phone. "You are all fit to go home, Mrs. Gatsby. You just need one last check up." I informed her, her eyes were darting from me and to her grandson and the way her eyes lit up seemed like she was planning something. "Oh, dear! I am still not feeling well. I need to stay in the hospital for some more days. Sherman will visit me too, to give me some company." She said with a big grin, Sherman growled low in his throat and my eyes snapped at his face as he was glaring at his grandmother. I just laughed at her and asked the nurse to take Mrs.Gatsby to the examination room and left her room after saying goodbye to check up on other patients. "Sherman! Miss.Snyder is a very beautiful lady." I didn't hear the remnants of their conversation as I left the VIP ward completely. My heart was pounding and my stomach was clenching in anxiety. I don't know why she was talking about me? Maybe I know, my head was all over the place. The day was hectic as I had to check up on the patients and more patients came for their monthly checkups and thank God there were no emergency cases, if there were any we wouldn't even have time to breathe. My stomach was growling as I haven't eaten anything since yesterday and it's already lunch time. "Gracie! I am going to have lunch, want to come?" I asked the nurse who works alongside me. She was basically my friend and a colleague. "Nope! I had to take Mr.Barnie for a walk. I'll meet you in the cafeteria once I am done with that." She left to get the patient and I walked towards the cafeteria. My steps halted in the corridor as my gaze fell on the man who was striding towards me with his long and strong legs. His eyes met mine and my wolf purred like a cat as his eyes trailed my face. He was leaving and this was my only chance to talk to him and do something about my situation. I don't know if it will work or not but I am too desperate to not take any risk. Sherman was nearing the entrance and I needed to stop him but my tongue felt heavy and I felt so anxious to talk to him. "You will not get another chance, Hailey." My wolf growled, urging me to run behind Sherman and stop him. "Mr.Gatsby." "Stop." His steps come to a stand at the end of the corridor. He turned around to look at me. My hands and legs were shaking as I walked towards him. My head suddenly felt dizzy and I don't know if I can form a correct sentence. "Yes, Miss.Synder!" He raised his eyebrow in question waiting for me to say what I wanted to say as I had stopped him from leaving the hospital. My eyes trailed his face, from his green eyes to his plump lips which were pressed in a thin line, obvious displeasure at getting stopped by me. "If you don't have anything to say then I'll take my leave, Miss.Synder." He said, his tone clipped and filled with annoyance, like he would be going his way if I hadn't interrupted him and wasted his time. "I..I am sorry, Mr.Gatsby." I looked around us and saw some people milling around the corridor. I can't have this conversation with him when people are around. I took his hand in mine and started dragging him towards the Janitor's closet. His large hand was warm and soft, we have a lot of height difference so his hand was large in mine. Tingles spread through my arm as his hand wrapped around mine. My wolf purred in content and I felt different. "What is this, Miss.Synder!" He demanded but he didn't pull his hand away nor stopped following me. I pushed him into the closet and locked it. It doesn't have space to fit two people and he was a giant man. We are breathing the same air as we are so close to each other. It's dark inside but with our werewolf vision we can clearly see. "I need to talk to you, Mr.Gatsby." I said, as my eyes met his, which were narrowed and glaring at me but they instantly changed into a mischievous one. "I am doubting your intentions here, Miss.Snyder. Pulling me inside a closet seems so scandalous, don't you think?" His lips curved into a teasing smirk as I gulped, my body buzzing with intense energy and my stomach doing somersaults. "I can take advantage of you, Miss.Synders! Maybe you will take advantage of me?" His chuckle vibrated in the small space and my body. He was having so much affect on me. "You are wrong, Mr.Gatsby. I just wanted to talk about business." I said, glaring at him. "What business does a doctor have with me?" He questioned. "Is my grandmother alright?" His expression changed into concern. "Yes, don't worry. She is healthy." I assured him. I should blurt out before I make myself a fool. "I want to make a deal with you." I repeated again, waiting for him to process my words. His forehead crinkled as confusion took over his expression. "What kind of deal?" He asked, He was the only man who could save my mother and give her a new life. I don't have any other choice, every door was closed at my face and Sherman Gatsby was my only option to save my mother. "I have heard Mrs.Gatsby's and your conversation earlier in the morning, I apologise that it was not my intention to eavesdrop but she was loud and I was not far away." I confessed, my face heated up with shame as my eyes didn't meet his. "So? What exactly are you saying, Miss.Snyder! I don't have all day to wait for you to tell me." His tone came out impatiently, he didn't say anything about my eavesdropping. "Let's get married." I blurted out, my eyes wide, my breath stuck in my throat as the words passed through my lips. His amused expression changed into a serious one and then into a blank face, giving me anxiety as to what his reaction was going to be. Is he going to drag me out and humiliate me in front of everyone! "I mean, your grandmother was forcing you to get married even if you don't want to, so why don't we fake a wedding?" I really hope he finds my solution reasonable and agrees to it. "It will be a contract marriage, Mr.Gatsby." I said, praying to the moon goddess that he will agree to it. His blank face was not hinting at anything other than an emotionless face. By hook or crook I will make him agree, I need money to save my mother and the way Sherman was looking at me, I don't think he will agree but atleast i have to try till he comes to terms with it.