Filed to story: The Alphas Contract Novel by Taylor West
“Well I guess we will find out.”
She doesn’t ask any other questions. If anything, I was a little surprised. She had been tossed into a plan with no real details but she took it in her stride.
The house eventually comes into view. “I screwed it up with Blair, didn’t I?” she whispers. “She was a good friend and I just couldn’t tell her everything.”
“That happens sometimes.” I mutter, watching the house. There was a single light on like always. Once night fell we stayed in the main room. One, so he could block the main door. Two, so he could keep an extra close eye on me. Was he watching me now?
The front door swings open and I see a boot before him. Purposely moving slow as he steps out. “I know you are there.” He calls out. “I can smell you.”
I step out of the shadows, my hands hold Samara’s behind her back. I couldn’t do what Damien had suggested when all I felt was anger. The fucker had stabbed me.
He takes one more step in our direction. I watch him sniff the air. Neah had been right about that, he wanted to make sure we were alone.
“I didn’t think you would come back to me.”
*They had me in……” Samara starts.
“I’m not talking to you Sam. We will discuss you soon enough.” I feel her tense up. The promises he had made her had never been followed through.
*I brought you your sister.” I mutter
*Then you should bring her inside.” He grins at me
I push Samara forward and she lets out a growl that I’m hoping is just for him. “Is it really you or are you projecting?”
“It’s me.”
I plaster on a smile.
*I was certain I had upset you. But I realise now you were probably confused and disorientated. I shouldn’t have drugged you and I have been looking for a way to make it up to you.” He tells me
“What about me?” Samara asks.
His tone changes as his eyes narrow. “I told you, I would get to you.”
*No Coop! You promised me. You said you would come for me. I have been stuck in that shitty little dungeon and not once did you try and get me!”
I was almost impressed, considering she told Neah she couldn’t lie.
“Sam. You weren’t in danger.”
*The risk of being killed wasn’t danger?” She snaps at him.
Cooper slaps her face hard, knocking her to the ground. “I said we will discuss it.”
Her grey eyes are ablaze, as his handprint is left behind but she stays on the floor. Possibly trying to contain her Lycan. I knew how hard it had been for Neah in the early days.
“You don’t need to hit her.” I speak calmly. “She has been locked up. Limited food. Had her head shaved.”
He looks at me. “She is supposed to be strong, bloodthirsty. Now look at her, she has become useless.”
Klaus
“Useless!” Samara scoffs from the ground. “I’m not useless!”
“I thought this was what you wanted.” I keep my tone even. “I thought you wanted her back.”
“I wanted you more.” Cooper turns away and walks inside. Helping Samara to her feet, we follow him in.
“You weren’t even going to bother, were you?” Samara demands, “You were just going to leave me there like some fucking rabid dog!”
*You served your purpose, I’m moving on to better things.” He sits on the sofa, unphased by our presence
“What does that mean?” I ask before Samara says anything else.
“Time will tell.”
*Just for once in your life, say exactly what you mean” I snap. “You know I don’t like it when you use riddles and skirt the meaning.”
He glares at his sister, “She is of no help to me anymore. So I replaced her with someone that is willing to do the job.”
“Who?”
He smiles at me and his sage green eyes light up.
“If you are trying to say that it is me, you are wrong. I’m not ripping apart a pack for you.”I tell him. “I’m not destroying the best thing I have ever known.”
*Calm down. You Klaus, would never do something like that. That is why it isn’t you.”
*Then who?”
“He’s already blown up the packhouse.” He speaks with a smile, “Tell me, who was injured. Your beloved Alpha? His son’s? Or the female Alpha? I’ve been waiting for news since I saw the smoke.”
*You were nearby when it happened?” I ask
*One of many places that I have visited recently.” He runs a hand through his blonde hair, brushing it back out of his face.
If he had been nearby, even projected himself, why hadn’t he met Kade like he promised?
“Why are you doing this?” Samara asks
“Because little sister, there are so many people who think they know better.”
I snort. It was the same conversation he had tried to push on me. He was utterly delusional.
*So who was killed or injured? Please tell me.” He waits expectantly
*No one.”
“What do you mean?”
*The house was empty Cooper. Not a single soul was inside. All you created was strength as the pack rallied around to put out the fire.”
“He told me…”
*You mean a kid lied to you?” I knew Neah didn’t want us discussing Kade but Cooper had already brought it up. *Fucking little brat. Just when I thought I could get through to another child.”
“Another child?”
“Me.” Samara whispers. “He is talking about me. After clad died, I was the first.” Her head snaps up to him and I see pure rage. “You weakened me. You told me stories that made me believe that you were doing the right thing.”
“And you were dumb enough to believe it!” He tells her
“What you have been doing is wrong! None of us deserved it. None of us. Do you even understand that? You made me believe the Moon Goddess put you here for a reason. You said all those people were being punished by her. That you were just the messenger. Is that what you told the boy?”
He opens his mouth to retaliate. But Samara carries on ranting at him.
*You are worse than evil. You deserve to lose everything. You took away people’s abilities. You took away mine, promising me that it was the best way to keep me safe” She shakes her head. “You made me believe I was doing the right thing. You shielded me from who I am. I lost my friend because of you. I lost everything because of you.”
She lunges forward and grabs hold of him, ripping him out of the sofa. His eyes are wide at the unexpected move. He wrestles her and fights for dominance as she pins him to the floor. Locking her hands on the shoulders of his jacket, she repeatedly smashes his head against the carpet while screaming at him.
I catch sight of how black her eyes are. They are just like Neahs when her Lycan is pushing through. But I don’t do anything. I stand there and let it happen. Because Samara is right, this is the least he deserves.
“Get off of me you stupid bitch.” Cooper swings an arm, all it hits is air.
A growl rips from Samara and she starts shifting. Her weight easily holds him down as the ripped fabric of her clothes falls to the floor to reveal her overly large Lycan and still I don’t do anything. Her attack grows more violent, slicing him with her claws. Biting into his skin as he fights back, but nothing is deep enough to kill him. Like she is purposely holding back.
Cooper mutters words under his breath in a different language but it doesn’t seem to do anything. With one final blow, Samara knocks him out cold.
Her Lycan is strong, even after all the time she has spent in the dungeon.
Splatters of blood litter the carpet around Cooper as Samara gets to her feet, almost hitting her head on the ceiling. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. Samara wasn’t supposed to attack him, but we could use this to our advantage and take him back to Neah.
Slowly, Samara’s eyes lighten until they are back to their usual grey tone. “Blair probably still has clothes upstairs.” I tell her. She nods at me and hurries out of the room. Her footsteps heavy as they make their way up the stairs.
Looking for the chains Cooper had bound me with, I find some syringes in a drawer. Full with a thick yellow liquid. Without missing a beat, I take one and stab an unconscious Cooper in the neck.
His scent disappears in seconds and my heart finally stops pounding.
“Klaus?” Samara is quiet as she peeks around the kitchen door.