The Alpha’s Contract

Both sets of eyes are on me. "You don't know what's out there or if something is waiting for you." Damien protests. "And I'm pretty sure Dane won't agree."

"I can handle myself. I am the Lycan Alpha, Maddie is a Lycan. She is my responsibility."

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Dane isn't impressed with the idea of me going. His crimson eyes hover on me, his brow creases into a deep frown. Anyone would think I had asked him the worst possible question.

"I have Brax with me and we will be back before the ceremony tonight." I try reasoning with him.

"You don't know that. You don't know what you are walking in too. You don't know if it's a trap."

"You don't always know what you are walking in too. You didn't expect to find me or all the shit that came with finding me."

"That's different."

"Because I'm female?" I scoff and I feel Nyx eagerly waiting for the answer.

"No. Because I have more experience of being in situations where I have no idea what's about to happen. You don't go out of the pack grounds, Neah and as much as that usually means I know you are safe. I am also minutes away from you at any time. I won't be if you go out there without me. And I am not okay with that."

'He's worrying too much.' Nyx mutters

'He's allowed too. He said it himself, he won't be with me.'

I sigh and pull my bottom lip between my teeth. "If it was one of your Wolves that you were missing, what would you do?"

"You already know the answer to that.”

"Then I have to do this too." I knew he could feel how important this was to me and maybe that was why he wasn't arguing with me, but making it a point for me to know how he feels about it.

"You keep your eyes on her at all times." Dane snaps at Brax. I had half forgotten he was in the office with us.

"The deal was always to protect her." He is busy checking the bullets in his guns. "I don't break my deals, Dane. You should know that, you're a man of contracts."

"If anything happens to her."

"I know," And Brax shrugs his shoulders, "but if it were to come to that, you will have to find me first."

Dane and Damien accompany Brax and I down to the gates. Dane pulls me in against his large chest. "Don't block me at any point."

'I won't' Nyx mutters and I repeat her words.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Danes' lips mould against mine. He kisses me like he needs all of me, or maybe it's because he thinks this is the last time he will get to kiss me. When he pulls away, my lips feel bruised and tender as his crimson eyes focus on mine. "I'm coming back." I whisper.

"I expect you too."

"Let's go!" Brax mutters. He gets in the driver's side of the car that's waiting for us. I slide into the passenger seat and look back over my shoulder at my mate. He hated this.

"You good?" Brax asks as he starts the car.

I nod, keeping my thoughts to myself.

He doesn't say anything else, but stops the car periodically to get out and check the ground. It probably would have been easier if we just went on foot.

"You haven't asked." He cocks a brow at me as he gets back in the car.

"Asked what?"

"Why we didn't just walk?"

"You say you can't read minds but you have this terrible habit of knowing exactly what we are thinking."

He laughs. "You haven't spoken

since we left but yet I see your face everytime I stop and get out of the car. You know walking would be just as effective, if not more, especially while tracking yet you continue to keep your mouth shut. It's the most likely thing that you are thinking about."

'He is so annoying.' Nyx mutters with a yawn. She was bored and wanted to see some action.

"Is that how you know things?" I ask

He shrugs his shoulders "Nine times out of ten. So are you going to ask me?"

"I'm guessing it has something to do with me?"

He claps his hands and starts the car again. "Dane's idea. He thought it would be too risky if any Lycans came across you in the wild." "They will be able to scent me either way."

"That's what I told him. You wouldn't have got a chance to leave the pack at all if hadn't agreed to the car. Not that a car would slow anyone down if they wanted to get to you."

"Then why didn't you stop me from coming?"

"I knew there was no point."