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.

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

couldn't see a way through it. I wondered how his ex was coping. I knew she left a while ago and I half

mother could leave her children behind

I mutter, limping to him. When I grab the bottle, he lets me take it. Which was progress in itself. "Where is he?" He slurs, wobbling and falling back against the

you looking

a thud. His chin drops to his chest and in seconds,

he hadn't shaved in a while. I groan and try to pull

a second later, the office door opens. Danes’ eyes fall on Eric and I watch

ataloss too, they had been. best friends for as long as I could remember. Yet he didn't

mutters to me as he crouches in

A stack of books like the ones Klaus had been reading a few days ago are, piled high on Danes desk. It

me

Dane is lifting Eric off the

around my shoulders. "Where are we taking him?" “Just into the

a way to help him, Dane. He can't keep drinking

he will burn