Filed to story: The Alphas Contract Novel by Taylor West
“Then you can come with us.” I shove him forward, encouraging him to follow Dane. He gives me a death glare.
“Don’t you put your hands on me again. Not if you know what’s good for you.”
“Fucking move!”
“You know I can take away your ability to see my daughter.”
“Whatever, just go and see what your daughter was talking about!” I snap, there is no way I was letting him take Dottie away.
He strolls after Dane. No desire to be in a hurry in any shape or form.
Abraxas steps into the packhouse. He’s more tense than usual. His eyes dart up the stairs. “My baby girl wasn’t wrong.” “So something is wrong with my mate?”
I hear thudding upstairs and Dane demanding to be let in.
“You need to talk to her.” Abraxas tells me. “Just choose your words carefully.”
“If she will even listen to me!”
Dane continues to pound on the door as Abraxas and I make our way up the stairs.
“Raven, you better let me in, before I break the fucking door down.” Dane yells
There’s no answer. But I know without a doubt that my mate is on the other side of the door.
“Raven?” I call her name quietly, in the hopes that it will make her feel calmer
“Is she dead?” Her words are hollow, not a single ounce of emotion in them which was unlike her.
“No.” I reply, I hadn’t heard anything from Neah and I was clinging to that.
“She deserves to be.”
I take a step back, stunned by her response.
Dane hollers through out door “Now get your fucking ass! è and go and help her.”
It was a straight up order but there was no movement on the other side of the door. Something that seems to throw Dane and I watch him frown.
He throws himself against the door and it barely budges. My guess is she had pushed her very heavy dresser up against it.
He shoves it again and it moves a tiny fraction. “Come on.” He demands
Together we are able to force the door open.
Raven is standing, staring out the window. “I didn’t want you to come in.”
“Why won’t you help Mallory?” Dane pushes
“She didn’t help my brother.”
“If Mallory hadn’t gotten herself kidnapped by Blair, do you think he would have even made it back here?” Dane snaps.
“She didn’t tell us though, did she? She held that information in until you were going to kill him. And look, you did that anyway.”
“Raven, you know he was already gone. There was nothing that was going to bring him back to life. Surely it was better he died here than miles away at the hands of some wannabe.”
She doesn’t answer.
“I shouldn’t have let this go on for so long. If you want to blame someone, blame me!”
She rotates herself around to face the three of us. “What is this, some kind of intervention?”
“Raven, I know you are hurting….” I start
“My brother died.” She has a vacant look to her eyes
“He made his choices.” Dane responds. “And none of those choices were in favour of us.”
“You’ve been talking to Neah.”
“No, I told Neah that.”
Blair
My lungs burn like they never had before. Being human like was hard. Even at a slow pace, I could barely run for more than a few minutes at a time.
Every step had intense pain tightening around my legs, forcing me to stop, along with the weird pain just off to the side of my stomach that seems to appear every time I’m out of breath.
I definitely took my abilities as a Lycan for granted.
Pausing against a lone tree. I take a few deep breaths, I was grateful for the drip bags, but I was dying of thirst. Cooper must have lied about the drip feed being everything we need.
I cast a glance over the field. The sun was starting to set and I had no idea where I was. I had stuck to fields and wooded areas rather than roads. But I hadn’t seen any other of the escapees either.
I could slow down, but every hour that passes means I’m running out of time. I only had the full bag left and the partial one attached to my arm. I needed to find a Witch.
Going into a town seemed to be my only option. an option that I didn’t want.
I start walking as quickly as I can. Though I’m pretty sure it’s the equivalent of me running when I first left the prison. It doesn’t seem like I’m getting anywhere fast.
Relief floods through me when I spot a farmhouse, and more importantly, clothes on a washing line. Anything beats the gown that I’m wearing. Powering on, I make my way over to the hanging clothes, grateful that they are at least dry. I pull on the jeans which are a little too big for me and grab the blue tee when someone clears their throat.
“SHIT!” I spin around. I hadn’t heard them creep up on me.
A woman a little taller and curvier than me, has her arms folded across her chest, a wicker basket hanging from the crook of her elbow.
“For a moment there, I thought you were a man stealing my clothes.” She stares at me
My heart thuds like crazy. I could barely defend myself.
Her grey eyes move to the drip bag and then down to the discarded gown. “You on the run?”
“Something like that.”
“Lycan or Wolf?” My mouth drops open at the question and her eyes move up to my shaved head. “Trouble maker no doubt.”
“Are you a Hunter?”
She bursts into laughter and is almost doubled over. Her blonde hair is practically touching the ground. She continues to laugh until she is crying at the same time. “No, not by a long shot.”
“Then what are you?”
She straightens up, “I’m you, five years ago. So Lycan or Wolf?”
“Lycan but….”
“Cooper took that away from you?”
“You know Cooper?” What were the odds of finding someone in the middle of nowhere that knows the man who kidnapped me? More like odds that she actually worked for him.
“Fucking bastard ruined my life.” The woman gestures to my neck. “Where’s your mate?”
“Dead.” At least I think he is, I don’t know anymore. I just knew I couldn’t feel anything for him.
“Shit, I’m sorry. You look like you are starving. Come on in, I will make you something to eat.”
“I can’t stop.” I look at my drip bags, “I’m running out of time.”
“No you’re not. Come in and I will explain everything. But I want you to answer my questions too.”
I wasn’t the type to share, especially not with a random stranger, and one that could be messing with me. But I was het, tired and every inch of me ached. Food and somewhere to sit sounded better than good.
“I understand your hesitation, I was the same when I got out.” she beams at me
“I’m so tired.”
She nods and points to my hand clutching my side. “That pain you are feeling is a stitch. A common pain for Humans. Your leg muscles are tight because you are cramping, you are probably dehydrated. Again, something you didn’t have to worry about before.”
“What about the drip bags?”
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