The Alpha’s Contract



"An Alpha?" her brows knit together.

'This doesn't make sense.' Nyx mutters. We are the last female Alpha. There can't be two of us.'

"Who are you parents?"

"My father was a man called Axle Clarkson. I don't know my mother's name. My father told me stories that she was from a powerful family but said she was never ready to be a mother. He convinced her to carry me to term and said he would raise me alone."

"Cooper's surname is Ash." Damien mutters

"No, that's his middle name. Cooper Ash Clarkson." Samara frowns. "What is happening to me?"

"Just breathe." Damien tells her. "Keep your mind clear. Don't let her push through."

"What happened to your father?" I ask her as she takes multiple deep breaths.

"Heart attack. Even Lycans are not able to bypass that. I was twelve I think. Coop looked after me." She snorts and shakes her head, "But he didn't, did he, not really."

"Can Dakota tell you if you have Alpha genes?" I press

"I don't know."

"You have to ask her." Damien tells her. "Just like when you told her to stop shifting."

"Am I an Alpha?" She speaks openly to the room.

A few minutes pass and her brows shoot up.

"No." Samara tells us.

'She took a long time to answer, just to say no.' Nyx mutters

"What else did she say?" I ask curiously

"I'm not... I'm not an Alpha but I do carry the genes of one. How?" She shakes her head, her grey eyes wide. "How is that even possible? You are the Alpha. We are not siblings."

'No we are not siblings. Nyx growls

I feel the heavy thud of my pulse as the blood rushes between my ears as I try to process what Samara is saying. If she had Alpha genes, she had the potential to wipe me out and replace me. Just like how Jenson would challenge Dane.

Is that what Cooper was talking about? It could be a bloodbath because she had the potential to wipe out everyone including me.

Samara stares back at me through her cell bars. Her eyes are wide and fearful. Maybe she thought the same, that I would now kill her because she was a threat to me.

Damien strides towards me. "Let's get some fresh air." He turns back to Samara. "I will find you some clean clothes."

"You're leaving." She whispers.

"Just temporarily. My advice, get to know your Lycan."Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

"What is happening?" I murmur as the guard closes the dungeon door behind us and locks it.

"I think we might need to ask Klaus."

"Why Klaus?"

"He is the one who has been working on your family tree."

"You do think she is related to me, don't you?"

"Ryken once said you don't get multiple Alpha's for Lycans, not true ones anyway. There is a bloodline." He points to me, "So although she might not be a sibling. Maybe she is a distant cousin or something. The problem is, many things were kept from you. You didn't know who you really were, not until a few years ago."

"Do you think Cooper knows?" I ask as we walk over to the house.

"He certainly knew she was powerful. Though there is a chance he doesn't know how powerful."

Inside the house, Klaus, Dane and Brax were arguing about this Witch Hunter business. I couldn't really make much out of the argument because they were mostly swearing at each other.

"SHE CARRIES ALPHA BLOOD!" I scream.

The three of them stop shouting and turn to look at me and Damien.

"She has a Lycan called Dakota." I mutter. "There is a good chance that we are related." I couldn't believe those words were even coming out of my mouth.

"I would have seen it." Brax scowls.

"Well clearly something is wrong with you, because you have missed so much when it comes to Samara!" I snap and he glares at me

"She isn't wrong." Damien confirms. "It's like your Hunter skills are slipping. You should have killed Cooper when you had the chance but you didn't."

"My skills are not slipping!" Brax snarls through gritted teeth.

"Are you sure about that?" Damien challenges.

"You want to challenge me now, Rogue?!" Brax spits