The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0016

“Fucking witches. It would be so much easier if they had a scent.” Jenson mutters.

“That's what you are concerned about? It’s a fucking good job you weren't the first born. Did you not see her face when I mentioned Moonshine? Something is seriously wrong with that pack.”

“So what do you want to do?”

“I need to speak to Eric.” I drop some cash on the table for our drinks and head back out to the car. "Take us home.” I snap at the driver. “Chill.” Jenson beams at me, “it’s not his fault that you have your knickers in a twist.”

He goes to get in, but I grab him and slam his body into the side of the limo. “Will you shut, the fuck, up!”

“Why are you so touchy about this one? What's so special about her?”

He climbs into his seat and as I take mine, he looks directly into my eyes. "She's the one, isn’t she? You have finally found her.

I don’t answer him. Because right now, I had no idea how long it would be before I could claim her as mine. If the pack never returns home, how are we supposed to kill Kyle and end the bond between them.

Back at the pack house, I find Raven and Eric sitting in the office.

“How did it go? Is she willing to help?” Eric rises from my chair and moves around the desk. “She was going to help.” Jenson tells him.

“Was?” Raven asks. “Jenson, what the fuck did you do?”

hands up. “I

name of Neah’s pack and walked away.” “She walked away? Are

my temples. “Is

to do? We have never been screwed over by another pack. Is that what they are trying to do? Are

figure it out.” Eric

I hear Neah scream.

will go.” Raven

to give her. She has to go through it.” We can’t

feeling guilty because

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heat radiating from her. She stills for a second before letting out

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have disappeared. Instead, she was laid out like a starfish on her stomach. Her black sweaty hair hung over her face as

a whisper as though he thinks she will hear him We won't know until