The Alpha’s Contract

Neah

“That’s fucking gross. Are you saying our uncle wants to put a pup in her?” Devon sticks his fingers back his throat and starts gagging.

I agree, I was horrified by the idea, how could he even suggest that, we are related!

“Not necessarily him.” Alpha Dane mutters. He stops next to me. “You said Trey and Cassandra have been together for a long time.”

I nod. “Since I was little.”

“And yet they have no pups of their own. Rather odd, don’t you think?”

It wasn’t something I had ever thought about. If anything, I just tried to keep my head down and make it through each day with as little beatings as possible.

“Neah carries Alpha blood.” Beta Eric murmurs.

“We are a dying breed.” Devon adds

“Exactly. It’s the only thing that comes remotely close to making sense.” Alpha Dane studies me. “I think the plan was to have someone impregnate you. Most likely multiple times. Producing another Alpha.”

“No.” I shake my head. “Trey never…..”

“He never let anyone near you like that, I know.” He finished my sentence for me and it just made it sound ten times worse.

“You think he wanted to raise them as his own?” Devon mutters

Alpha Dane nods

"What about the excess bindings?" Devon asks

"That is something Klaus is trying to make sense of." Alpha Dane mutters to Devon, "Trey had to have known."

"He bound me because of Kyle." I whisper. "He bound me because I could scent Kyle." My voice catches in my throat.

"That's what I am struggling to understand." Beta Eric murmurs. "He must have thought there was a reason why Neah was somehow breaking out of being bound."

"Maybe he thought the same things we did. That her bindings were failing" Alpha Dane suggests.

Devon groans, "Trey isn't the smartest cookie out there. Cassandra definitely pulls his strings, that's for sure. And from what I've been told, I think this has more to do with her than it does Trey."

"What do you mean?" Beta Eric asks as I try to keep up with how they were working things out.

"I haven't grown up in a pack. But I am aware how packs operate." Devon frowns. "An Alpha normally has a Luna. The Luna seeks the same power as the Alpha. Normally, to ensure their place, the Luna provides the Alpha with an heir. She hasn't done that." He shakes out his mop of dark hair. "Fucking bastards!"

It was the most anger I had heard from Devon, he was usually so laid back, considering he was locked in a dungeon.

"If he changes more people, he will have a bigger pack anyway." Beta Eric mutters

"What good is a pack if they have no heir to carry it on?" Alpha Dane frowns

"If they had killed you, which they almost did, the Alpha line would be dead anyway." Devon's blue eyes are on mine. "I'm so sorry that I didn't get you out of there sooner."

If the situation wasn't so serious, I would laugh. He spoke like the older brother Trey should have been. Maybe it was time to let him out.

"The blood tie." Alpha Dane mutters. His hands grab my waist and he holds me steady. "The blood tie was keeping you alive. You were weak, they knew you were fading away. Cassandra knew that they had fucked up."

Devon's blue eyes are full of sadness. His jaw clenched as he shakes his head. "I should have done more."

"You are right, you should have." Alpha Danes' voice is low. "But you can't change the past, none of us can. We can only put a stop to the shit that's going on."

"This...this is too much." I mumble

"Look at me." Alpha Dane orders

Hesitating, I slowly raise my eyes to meet his. His hand cups my cheek as his gaze deepens, his thumb runs across my bottom lip. "You are not alone."

"If I'm... if they need an heir. Won't they come for me?"

"I would like to see him try." Alpha Dane moulds his lips against mine

"Guys, guys. What you get up to behind closed doors is your prerogative. But I don't want to see it." Devon groans

Alpha Dane winks at me and turns to Devon. "Well, if you are staying in the packhouse, you better lock yourself away."This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.