Filed to story: The Alphas Contract Novel by Taylor West
“Of course. But that guy, he just stared at me, then he asked me about a girl called Madison.”
“Madison?”
“I’ve never met anyone by that name, Cooper never…..”
“Never what?” My knuckles whiten as I clench the bars.
“He never brought anyone to the prison by that name.”
“Did you meet the other prisoner’s?”
“A couple.”
It wasn’t what she had told me before. She had reeled off a similar story to mine about being kept confined for ny nine percent of the day.
“This isn’t much different, is it?” I gesture to the walls. “Though I can’t believe you managed to kill someone in the library, that couldn’t have been easy.”
“It wasn’t, but I did it.” She sounds proud.
Isn’t it amazing how easy Sammie slips up when she feels someone is on her side, She told me she had killed someone in the bathroom so she could escape, not the fucking library. I don’t even know if the prison had a library.
But it was becoming clearer and clearer about how much bull shit I had fallen for.
Abraxas
Samara was fucking useless. How can someone be so fucking stupid as to play this game with us? Maybe if she had stopped crying for one damn second, I could have got something useful out of her. Though I did enjoy shaving her head as she squealed.
If I couldn’t get anything out of her, I will keep going until I break her.
I push the door open and find Madison propped up on the bed reading. Dane had requested that she stayed in the house, given her situation. We had words, but ultimately, his decision outweighed mine.
The room was small with only the bare necessities. A bed, a wardrobe and a dresser. She had access to a bathroom just down the hall.
“I take it that it didn’t go well with that woman from the dungeon?” Madison asks as she puts her book down.
“I never said who I was meeting.”
She points to the window and rolls her eyes at me. “The power of sight is an amazing thing.”
She was starting to feel more normal, but still had a tendency to rub over one spot on her neck like it was bothering her. Though her attitude towards me today was starting to rub me up the wrong way.
“No, it did not go well. She was a blubbering mess.”
“So you shaved her head?” Her chestnut eyes are on mine. “I saw her leave.”
“She deserved to have something done to her that she had done to someone else.”
Madison bobs her head, but keeps her rosy lips pressed together.
“You don’t agree?”
“I didn’t say that.” She mutters, picking up her book and quietly flicking through the pages, blatantly trying to ignore me.
“You didn’t have to, your face says exactly what you are thinking.”
She slams the book shut. “Have you ever thought that always being mean to someone isn’t the way to get information from them. Especially not if they are in some kind of denial.” She keeps her gaze on the book, “I sat on the stairs listening to you terrorise at her.”
She exaggerates opening the book and props it on her knees and reads, ignoring my presence.
“Madison….”
“I know. That’s what you do. You are a Hunter you are created to kill Lycans.”
“It’s only just bothering you now?” I smirk and she glares at me.
“Why are you here?” She fires back. “You made it quite clear that you couldn’t feel our bond anymore. Dane wants me to stay here until he figures something out because Klaus isn’t at the hospital. You don’t need to watch over me, not anymore.”
“Mad….”
“I’m fine.” She shrugs at me, “I get it. You just couldn’t ignore the mate bond before and now you don’t feel it so you don’t have to worry about it. Cooper fixed the problem for you. You can just forget I ever existed.”
I stare at her as another crack creeps into her soul. Her exterior may suggest that she’s fine but her soul was completely different and those cracks are forever getting closer and closer together. All it will take is for one or two to appear in the right spot and she will shatter.
“You are right. I thought it was because of the mate bond, but for some reason, I couldn’t get you out of my fucking head and that still hasn’t changed, that’s why I am here.”
Her eyes widen from my unexpected response.
“I spent hours in that hospital, trying to figure out why I couldn’t walk away. I watched you squirm in your sleep from the night terrors, wondering how I could make it stop. I thought about all the ways am going to make Cooper suffer for what he did to you.”
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“I’ve watched your soul crack over and over, waiting for the moment when all those cracks meet, knowing it will tear you apart. I watched because I didn’t want that to happen and I hoped my presence would be enough to stop that.”
She slowly puts down the book, her chestnut eyes are low. “You can’t Brax, you can’t stop it because I was already broken.”
The tip of her tongue slides across her lips as she scowls. “The fire you pulled me from was not the first time I’ve tried hurting myself. The men, the ones that sold me between their friends, had to take me to hospital regularly.”
That was already obvious from her soul, but I never pressed for the information.
“You could heal?” I frown
“I could, but before fire, I used poison. It has different effects and is harder to heal from. At first, I did it to have a break from them and then it was a good way to numb everything, but my body started adapting, becoming used to it. The doses were becoming dangerous and they became more vigilant about what I had access to.” She smiles, “It took them far too long to realise what I was doing.”
“Fire became the thing that worked, deep burns take time to heal, even if you are a fast healer because everything beneath the surface carries on cooking. I managed to burn down several homes in the process. I don’t regret that.”
“But Enzo, the guy you killed, he caught on quickly, I was never allowed out of his sight, ever. I couldn’t even shower or use the toilet alone. If he took me anywhere to get new clothes, he would be in the changing room with me. At night he cuffed me to the bed so I couldn’t sneak out, set a fire or strangle him in his sleep.”
She bobs her head, “So I know I’m broken Brax. I’ve heard you talk about the cracks in Neah’s soul. And I know what happens when they meet. It was only a matter of time until everything caught up with me.”
“Why haven’t you told me all of this before?” I knew she had been holding something back, but this wasn’t what I was expecting. Yet I knew the words that are coming out of her mouth are so heartbreakingly truthful.
She lets out a soft sigh, “Coming here was supposed to be a new start for me. Especially after you shot Enzo,” She rubs at her neck again, “Not once did I ever think I would lose the rest of my abilities.”
“What if you can get them back and gain your Lycan too?” It was a long shot, but it might just work.
“Don’t be stupid. This is the hand I have been dealt. This is what I have to live with.”
“No. I don’t believe you were brought into my life, just for me to watch you wither away. The higher powers work in some messed up ways, but I’m sure your death is not one of those ways.”
“Brax, it’s fine. I know what’s coming. And I am okay with it.”
“You can be so fucking frustrating.” I snap, she wasn’t even prepared to listen to what I had to say.
“Just as frustrating as having you watch me for weeks on end and making me feel like I was losing my mind before you finally accepted me, even if it was in secret!”
I cross the room and rip her off the bed. She lets out a squeal as I pull her against my chest. My lips hit hers hard and she melts into me. Her arms loop around my neck as my hands move down to her waist.
She pulls away, a little out of breath, but I hold her steady, keeping her hips pressed against mine as she leans back to stare at me.
“Just because I can’t sense our bond anymore, it doesn’t mean that I don’t want you.”
“But I’m….”
“Not if I can convince Neah to bite you.”
“Bite me? As in mark me? I don’t understand, she is mated.”
“Not mark you, that’s different. You would be like Damien and Mallory.”
Her eyes widen and her brows shoot up. “I still don’t understand.”
“They are not pure blooded Lycans, they were created. They were once Human and were turned.”
She frowns and sucks in her cheeks. When her eyes pop up to meet mine, they are full of sadness that wasn’t there before. “But you are a Hunter, why make me Lycan again?”
“You don’t want to be?”
“I don’t know anymore. For most of my life, have just been fighting t exist but more often than not, bet waited for Death to meet
“You were in an horrendous situation.”
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