Filed to story: The Alphas Contract Novel by Taylor West
I shrug my shoulders, feeling a strange fluttering in my chest. There was just something about the way he looked at me. Not like I was a bad person and not like I was just around. Like he could see me for me.
“Is that the original location of the Kitson family?” He asks
“I don’t know. My father would never say anything more.”
“But Eris was a Wolf!” He mutters to himself
“There are Wolves and Lycans here. Maybe they did the same there.” I hunch my shoulders up
“That doesn’t make sense. Eris didn’t know about Lycans. Or if she did, she was very good at hiding it. Then again, that could be a possibility when she lied about so much other shit.”
“Why wouldn’t those Lycans have come here?” I ask. I knew Neah had called them in. Blair had told me that much.
“It was never an order. She gave them a choice.” He moves away from me and I didn’t realise how tense I had been over our closeness. “But that would mean they are aware of her.”
“Wouldn’t Klaus have known? You told me he is a researcher.”
“Depends how well the information was hidden. We will drop Dottie off to school and you can come with me to Eric’s place and speak to Neah.”
He comes close to me again and I
hold my breath as his hand resto my shoulder sending another short sharp apike of something. “This might actually be helpful Samara.”
I could feel the blush creeping up my chest and knew it would show itself on my face at any second if I didn’t excuse myself.
“I just need to go wash up.” I blurt and hurry past him.
Running up the stairs, I slip into the bedroom and quietly close the door. Leaning against it, I let out a sigh. This crush was stupid. It made me feel like a teenager. And he was off limits. We are not even mated. And then there is the fact that he still longs for his first mate.
‘You’re overthinking it.’ Dakota murmurs.
‘Please don’t encourage this.’
‘I don’t have anything to do with it. This is your natural reaction to him. I’m just enjoying the ride.’
‘So helpful.’ I whisper
In the bathroom, I stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was stuck out everywhere, not that there was much of it.
Running the water, I flatten it down until it looks somewhat tidy. The day that it is back to its long length, it will be extremely satisfying.
There’s a knock on the door followed by Dorothy calling for me. “Daddy has asked if you are ready. We need to leave.”
“I will be right there.”
Splashing my face with cold water, I
take a deep breath and make my way to the top of the staircase.
Damien is waiting at the bottom et
Leaning against the wall with a foot propped up as Dorothy races back and forth, calling out a list of all the things she needed for her session.
“Dottie, we do this almost every day. I promise you, you have everything.”
“But…”
“If there is something you need. I’m sure your teacher will let you borrow it or she can link me and I will drop it off.”
He was so good with her and she wasn’t even biologically his.
‘Our children are going to be beautiful.’
“Dakota!” I shout mortified at her words
Damien and Dorothy look up the stairs at me. Both wide eyed and full of curiosity.
“She’s winding me up about my short hair.” I lie, completely and utterly embarrassed.
“Well Dakota.” Damien mutters as he stares at me. “I think it suits her.”
My stomach practically trips over itself. Compliments were never said to me.
He offers me a smile. “Are you ready?”
I nod when I don’t seem to be able to form any words.
Dorothy holds my hand as we walk to the school. But I could see the looks. I could feel the judgement. A couple of days ago I had been locked in a dungeon because I wasn’t trustworthy and now I was walking with the Beta to the pack school.
We come to a stop and I see Blair with a young boy. Her brother I assume. I watch him hug her before he hurries inside. As she turns to leave, she spots me. I could see the immediate anger in her eyes. She hated me for keeping her in the dark, for lying to her and letting her trust me.
I open my mouth to apologise, but she walks straight by without a single look back.
“She will get over it.” Dorothy tells me as she lets go of my hand. Throwing her arms around me, she squeezes me tight and tells me to make sure Neah sees the sticker. And puts another one on the tshirt that I’m wearing
“Do I get a hug?” Damien mutters as Dorothy starts to walk away.
“You should hug Sammie.” She smiles and runs in through the school doors.
He doesn’t respond and just sort of stares ahead. Clearing his throat he asks me if I’m ready to speak to Neah.
“As ready as I can be.” I had made sure I had eaten enough breakfast to last me a while, just in case she puts me back in the dungeon.
Damien doesn’t say another word to me as we walk by the ruined packhouse. There were already people inside, clearing the rubble.
We stop at a house further along. There is a lot of noise coming from inside as Damien knocks on the door.
Dane answers. His strange crimson eyes casually drift over me before he invites us both inside.
Neah is sitting on the sofa with her feet up on a small ottoman. The twin that looks most like Neah is clinging to her while the other one is pushing toy cars down a little ramp and squealing as they shoot across the floor.
“How are you feeling?” Damien asks her
“Like I’m being watched constantly.” She murmurs, looking at Dane
“I’m just making sure you are getting what you need.” He mutters back
She rolls her eyes and they settle on me. “How are you finding things?”
“Um, I’ve pretty much just been at Damien’s house. I did go for a walk with Dorothy, but that’s it. I promise.” I really wanted to stay out of the dungeons, I hated being down there alone.
“No trouble.” Damien confirms. “Samara has actually been quite helpful.”
There was just something about the way he said my name. He made me sound far more exotic than I am.
“But you have something to tell us?” Dane asks
“I told Samara about some of the things Eris said.” Damien tells them. “Particularly the story that Eris is from a pack called White Cliffs.” Damien gestures to me.
“Apparently that is where my Dad met my Mum.” I blurt out.
“Your mother?” Dane asks
I nod. “And before you ask, that was all my father said. He never gave me any more information. I knew more about Cooper’s mother than my own.”
Dane starts asking the same questions that Damien did.
Questioning why Wolves and Lycans existed in the same location. If Eris had lied about her knowledge. They pretty much have the same conversation as me and Damien, only this time, Damien tells him what I had said.
I see Neah watching me, but I keep my mouth closed. It’s easier that I didn’t talk see how she moves the twin that is hugging her. He is fast asleep, yet he looks so much like her. He must be the one that can shift.
“White Cliffs were never mentioned to you?” Dane asks Neah.
“As far as I’m aware, I always lived in Moonshine. But then again, I don’t know much, other than what happened to me.” Creases appear in her forehead as she frowns. “Is that where the rest of my family are?”
“Not necessarily.” I mutter
Her eyes snap to mine.
“You are the Alpha. You became Alpha because your mother died. She would have been Alpha too, right? But it normally passes down when either the parent has died or they’ve completed a ceremony, right?”
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