Contract With Alpha Logan

Chapter 149

Astrid POV

Kael and Toren’s wolves immediately stopped, their eyes snapping to the car behind us. It was as if they were petrified. They took a step back.

Xander must have sensed the hesitation. He removed the knife from my neck, turned, and ran away from there shouting “wolves, wolves!”

“Fuck!” Aiden murmured.

I dropped to the ground on my knees, my mind too frozen to do anything else.

“Quick, quick!” I heard Xander’s panicky voice from the edge of the woods. He opened the car’s door and slammed it shut. The car sped away into the night.

Kael shifted into his human form and approached me with panic written all over his face. The warm blood on my neck must have reached my chest because I could feel my shirt soaked in it. “Astrid,” he murmured, his eyes scanning me everywhere. But I was too stunned to comprehend the situation. My head was spinning again.

“You-” I couldn’t finish my sentence.

“Yeah!” he replied, watching my reaction.

My gaze swept over the three brothers. Overwhelmed by a surge of emotions, I fainted.

“Fuck!” Kael rasped. I sensed him picking me up, but after that, I recalled nothing. And why was it that something inside me was trying to surface? Like my soul that wanted to reach out to Kael’s soul or his wolf.

I didn’t know how to classify what I saw when I was unconscious. Were they dreams or nightmares? Black wolves chased me and when I looked back over my shoulder to see those wolves, I saw myself looking over a furry white shoulder. I gasped, and with a jerk, opened my eyes.

“Astrid!” Kael was lying right next to me. He tightened his grip around me.

know whether I should be afraid of him. “You’re a werewolf?” I stated, rather

am,” he said in a low voice, filled

him. His features were illuminated by the soft light of

his breath lodged in his throat. “Please don’t hate me,” he begged. His Adam’s apple

purred. Like it wanted to reach out to him and hug him to stop making him feel so miserable. “I don’t hate you,” I managed to say, my words laced with a mixture of

attacked,” he explained. “My protective instincts about you flared. I know I should’ve restrained

arms around my body. There were a

each step heavier than the last. “Being a werewolf around you felt like carrying a weighty burden. I felt so hopeless that it was exhausting. You can’t imagine the overwhelming sense of isolation I felt, yearning for you to simply acknowledge me for who I truly am.” He tilted his head upwards and surrendered to the darkness behind his closed eyes. “Don’t hate me, Astrid.

me. The one I was born

God. Yes, I had read about werewolves and their fated mates. I used to find it mythical, but this–this was real. I think it was my conscience who coaxed me to get up and go to my beautiful mate. “Kael…” I murmured and jumped out of the bed to go to him. He stumbled a little when I wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing my body

chin lightly to tip my face up. “I love you so much that I can’t breathe. Do you

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on mine and I sighed in response. He picked me up by my waist and carried me all the way to the bed. He pushed me down on the mattress. “You don’t know what you’ve done, Astrid. I feel as if a weight has been lifted off my