Bonds that bind us (The Alpha’s Contract P2)



Neah cocks an eyebrow at me.

'It's another way of suggesting he is high on drugs.' I link her.

I didn't think Neah's eyebrows could go any higher, but they do.

"Going Rogue can do that!" I mutter to Indy, remembering what Damien had told me.

"It's not just that. The face shape is different," Indy licks her lips. "He never had a beard before, and he has one of those bum chins, you know, with the dip in the middle. Now it's like the beard is to hide something that isn't

there."

Indy waits for a reaction, but when she doesn't get one, she continues, "If I had met you years ago, I would know that you were related; you, Amy and Serkan, but the last time I saw Serkan," she uses her fingers to air quote when she speaks his name. "I don't even know, gut instinct, I guess."

"You think Thalia killed him and replaced him with someone?" Neah asks.

Indy nods, "Mad, right!"

"Maybe not as crazy as you think," I mutter.

"Everywhere we look, it seems to be full of crazy assed people now, Aero grumbles.

'And these all seem to be connected,' I mutter back.

Indy locks eyes with Neah, "You are the Lycan Alpha; can you not stop him? At least that would be one problem dealt with."

Neah's brow dips as she presses her lips together and slowly shakes her head.

Indy jumps up, "But you are the last female Alpha. You are supposed to lead the Lycans to a new world. You have to be able to stop him!"

"Indy," I warn.

She looks at me and shakes her head. "They heard her. I know they did; it was the only time I saw any form of recognition from them. They went crazy, and then Serkan stopped them from leaving."

"No," Neah puffs out her cheeks and flattens her hands to the desk. Droplets of blood appeared at the tips of her fingers, a sign her claws were trying to come out. "No," Neah's voice is low. "The Serkan imposter didn't stop them. Thalia did." Her eyes are almost dark from Nyx hovering close to the surface, and Indy shuffles behind the chair as Neah's claws break through the surface of her skin.

Indy may feel comfortable speaking freely, but Neah's quietness made her nervous and now, she is completely rattled.

'Our mate is angry,' Aero mutters.

1 see that."

"Indy, you can go," I tell her.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

"Back to Klaus's?"

"Yes."

She hurries from the room, and just as I close the door, I see Brax crash through the front door. They really need to sort out their blood-tie before it becomes a problem.

"It is as we suspected," I turn to see Neah with her eyes closed, her head tipped back over the seat while the claws still protrude from the tips of her fingers.

"Who is he?" she asks quietly.

"The man that pretends to be Serkan? I don't know."

"He can't just be anyone; he must hold some importance for Thalia to use him. Some connection?"

I walk around the chair and place my hands on her tight shoulders. Her eyes slowly opened, but they were still dark.

"She feels betrayed," Neah mutters.

"Indy?"

"Nyx," she tells me.

Her shoulders rise and fall as she takes deep breaths. Leaning down, I press my lips to hers, tasting the strawberries she had eaten earlier.

"Indy has done nothing wrong. Why does Nyx have a problem with her?"

As she opens her eyes, I'm grateful that the usual bright blue has returned. "I need to know if it was Thalia who bound me," she states, ignoring my question.

"You said you don't remember meeting a Witch."

We had discussed this, and while I believed her, I didn't want her to focus on just that.

"I don't, but that doesn't mean I didn't. There are still gaps that are not filled in, ones that make no sense, no matter how hard I try." She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she stared at me, and I already knew that tonight, while she slept, I would be digging into her mind to see what I could find.

Using my thumb, I pull her lip free, "I will see if there is anything else I can get out of Silas, and..."

We turn to the door as a horrified scream rips through the house.

Tearing up the stairs, Neah was right behind me. We almost broke down the bedroom door in our hurry, knowing it was where the girls were.

The Omega, who had been keeping an eye on the pups, stands with her back pressed against the wall, crying as blood pours from her arms. She points to the other side of the room, where two tiny Wolf cubs are getting ready to attack her.