The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0086

Dane

Devon leaves us when we make it to my office. Neah lowered herself into a chair so painfully slow that I wanted to help her. She had lied to Raven when she said she had felt fine. She knew I could read her mind, though I didn’t say anything because I knew she wanted to be back here. She somehow felt safer here in the house.

“Can I get you something?” I ask while she pulls her legs up to her chest. Her head shakes from side to side making her dark hair fall around her face.

She hadn't mentioned anything more about the hunt, she hadn't questioned if the others had died the same way, but she didn’t need to, she had already figured it out and yet. she still does not comment on my decisions. In fact. her mind is completely elsewhere

“Neah, I know you are not feeling yourself.”

She picks at a thread in the black jeans she is wearing. “I'm alive.”

Is she having some kind of mental breakdown?’ Aero asks

“Yes you are.” I mutter, ignoring my Wolf

“I shouldn't be. I....I should be dead.” She grips her stomach and her face screws up in pain. “What's wrong?”

“It's just...a little uncomfortable.”

“Let me see.

She puts her legs down and rolls up her top. “There is nothing there,” she whispers and tenses up again. This time her hand grabs my arm. Her nails sink into my skin, creating little half moon shapes.

the surface. “I’ve....I’ve never had one.” she gasps I hadn't thought about it until now, but it hits

had been so shut down and frail that its basic systems hadn't been working. And now, everything

squeezes my arm again. "Is it always this bad? “Come on,

her from the chair, I turn her

as I strip her from her clothes. She would dig her nails into me each time a new cramp ripped through

mutter, letting my

the hot water would help ease the cramps and if it didn't. I

door as she sat in at the

shower to the hot bath, her skin almost sizzles as it hits the water and she lets out a little

“It's...it's blood.”

a little

stares at me for a second and slides herself forward, allowing enough room for me to get in

was still sofnin that I could feel herc> cranes beneath the surface coming instwaves

hands grip my thighs, and once again, her nails pierce my skin as her whole body tenses. She lets out a whimper and I slide my hand down

arm with both hands. “What...what are you doing? “Easing the

between her folds, running it back and forth. “It doesn't have to be a bad thing.” I whisper in her ear.

any further as she mulls over my words. “Do you trust me?” I ask while flicking my tongue over the mark on her neck. She doesn't answer, but her hands retreat into

sensitive clit. Her

stroking her swollen clit, she pushes her hips up. thrusting herself against my

soft moans as I continue to take my time. Sometimes it wasn’t about my needs, but about watching her, knowing that she will only ever be

in, she is tight as expected, though she responds well and clamps her thighs around