The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0192

Raven

Every single day I sat and waited. Thirty days and still nothing. Complete radio silence. Not a single link, nothing, but he was still alive. I lean back against the stairs, letting it dig into my back as I close my eyes trying to force a line between us to open

"Why won't it work?!" I snap at midnight. My sanity was holding on by a thread.

You know why." She mutters back, just as frustrated.

"Well that's a fucking stupid reason.” I shouldn't have to mark him to be able to link him. He had already claimed me.

She nods her head in agreement. It doesn't make me feel any better. In fact, it was just a reminder of how different we are. A Lycan and a Wolf. I'm sure my parents must be turning in their grave. Three children, all mated to Lycans. Even worse, I had been mated to two.

I wish they were still here to see how you had turned out.” Midnight whispers softly. ‘I'm sure they would be pleased.’ I knew mum would. She was the reason I became a pack doctor.

I sigh and push myself up, pleased when my leg doesn’t cramp. It was getting there, but still had a long way to go. I still walked with a limp, and the pain wasn’t constant. Maybe I would be walking properly by the time Damien got home

Just as I'm on my feet, Eric tumbles in through the front door. A bottle of half drunk whisky hanging from his hand. The liquid swirls as he struggles to stay upright. He frowns as some sloshes onto the floor.

drinking a couple of weeks ago and even his parents were at a loss of what to do.

and he just couldn't see a way through it. I wondered how his ex was coping. I knew she left a while ago and I half expected her to turn up,

mother could leave her children

grab the bottle, he lets me take it. Which was progress in itself. "Where is he?" He slurs,

are you looking for

laughs to himself, his body slipping down the door frame until he hits the floor with a thud. His chin drops to

hadn't shaved in a while. I groan and try to pull him up. His dead weight just slips through my

opens. Danes’ eyes fall on

they had been. best friends for as long as I could remember. Yet he didn't know how to help Eric. None of us did. Could yaureven help

Dane mutters to me as he crouches in

see = Neah curled up asleep. A stack of books like the ones Klaus had been reading a few days ago are, piled high on Danes desk. It wasn't like Dane to research something. He got the others

give me

my eyes away and Dane is lifting Eric

forward, I pull Eric's other arm around my shoulders. "Where are

to find a way to help him, Dane.

do, he will burn it off in less than