The Alpha’s Contract

I try looking over my shoulder at Dane. "He's bullshitting me, right. This is just some twisted mind game to get back at me before you kill me, right?"

"No."

I turn back to glare at Abraxas. "Then how were you not able to tell she was a Lycan when we first came here. I call bullshit."

"I'm still trying to figure that out. She covered her scent and somehow she concealed her true identity. But now, it's wearing off. And she is trapped in the dungeons." Brax smirks at me. "In fact I have bets that she either wants Cooper to herself or she is the one running the shit show."

I shake my head. It had to be a trap, some kind of trick. To lure me back here, but they still hadn't killed me. I knew tricks, I had operated a fair few and I promised myself that after Cooper no one else would succeed. Someone was lying and it wasn't me.

"She took me in." I whisper. "She can't be a Lycan. She told me what happened to her. She has evidence."

"Part of the trap." He shrugs his shoulders. "And you fell for it, big time."

"So what if she did. Why do you care? You could have just told me to go fuck myself."

"Because like you said, you brought her here and now she is our problem."

I sit in stunned silence, they had to be wrong. She told me how she escaped. She told me all the things that were done to her. She showed me her box of stuff, the gown, the empty drip bag. What she did to escape.

"And the villain falls." Abraxas laughs as he spins my chair back around to make me face Dane.

Dane watches me with his jaw clenched. His crimson eyes locked on to mine. It was impossible for me to tell how he was going to react, but the waiting is killing me.

"Go and get Neah." He mutters to Damien.

I keep my focus on Dane as Damien brushes by me. Minutes go by and no one has said anything. Eventually, two sets of footsteps make their way into the office behind me.

Neah walks around to the other side of the desk, sitting in the large chair, partially hidden by Dane.

"I know you don't want to listen to me." I start

The only blue eye I can see focusses on me. “Everyone leave." Neah demandsContent property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Hands land on my shoulders, making me jump. "Looks like you are getting exactly what you want."

I pick at the material on the edge of the chair's arm. My arms were still bound to it and the more the nerves set in, the more I looked for something to do to help calm the nerves. The picking of material helped.

The door closes behind the men and Neah doesn't say anything. I'm not sure if she is waiting for me to talk first or deciding how to proceed.

"Could I.... could I get some water?" I ask quietly

"Would you have killed me?" She asks

"Possibly." I whisper. The truth, I tell myself, nothing but the truth.

"Did you want Dane too? You wanted to be Alpha, that would mean being his mate."

"No. It was never about him. I wanted the Lycans. I wanted the Lycans to rise, to become better than the Wolves," I snort, "To be better than Humans." 

"Wanted?"

"It was a mistake. I know that, it just took losing everything for me to finally see it. And I will keep saying it until you either kill me or belive me.

Claws edge out the tip of her fingers. She flexes her hands and the claws disappear. I needed to choose my words more carefully.

"I told Dane that I had a chance to...."

"I heard. You should have left and taken Samara with you."

"You believe Abraxas?"

"I was the one who suggested it to him. She reminded me of someone from my past. Doing all the talking, trying to control the situation, I would say you were about three days away from being turned-into a punching bag. I stopped Brax from Kibing you so that I could get more answers." 

"Samara isn't... Is she still alive?"

"For now."

"Are you going to kill her?"

"Soon."

I take a deep breath. "Why haven't you killed me?"