The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0040

Dane

Raven had been right about the constant fear. Now I was paying more attention, I could hear it in Neah’s voice but her scent stays exactly the same. The strange scent she carried from our first encounter to now, the only difference was the lavender essence that accompanied her.

I could see her reflection in the window. I could see how she uses her sleeves to wipe away the escaped tears. Barely making a sound.

“For what it's worth. Devon doesn’t sound like a monster.” I mutter. “His priority appears to be you and nothing more. As I said, he is very forthcoming with information.

“You mean you haven't had to torture him.” She speaks the words slowly as though she was talking about herself. I see how she fidgets on the seat. Her head turns over her shoulder to look at the locked door. Talking about torture was a trigger.

“No, it was not needed.” I wanted to get her thoughts onto something else. Turning around to look at her, I see how the tears make her blue eyes bright.

dust tell her.’ Aero moans

Do you really think now is the time? She has just asked me to stop looking for someone to help her. To find out that her mate is right here and she can't even sense me, what do you think it will do to her?!”

He rolls his eyes at me and shuts his mouth. Another tear rolls down her face. I hated seeing her like this.

Moving around to her, I crouch down in front of the chair and cup her face. With my thumb, I wipe away the escaped tear. Her eyes close and she leans into my hand, like it was a comfort to her.

from my mouth.

against my hand and just stares at me. Properly staring into my eyes

thuds and I feel a pull to her. I just about hold it together and stop myself

she whispers while

“Yes, Neah.”

was mated

expecting. I thought she would be happy. Or at least feel a sense of relief. She pushes herself back as far as she can in the chair and

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?

I know and

“How....how long?”

told me that if I said, from day one, she would freak

presses her pink lips into a thin line and once again. looks over her shoulder, at the locked

“You...you....you made a deal with me. Why? Is this what you say to all your brides? Is this... Is this supposed to.... make me feel

she stuttered. It would be cute if she was happening for any other reason then panic. She really was nothing like any of

"If you need to leave, go. I know I have sprung a lot of information on you and you probably need some

she doesn’t

leave the doer open