The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0197

“Did they....” The thought sickened me, “Did they touch her?

“I don't think so, not in that way at least.” Damien tells me. "I have asked as gently as I can in several ways. The most I think they did was watch her crawl around like a dog, lapping water from a bowl. Throwing food at her. Made her sleep in the cold. Though she did have a few bruises.”

"Her parents?”

“There were no other Wolves there. Everyone Salem killed was human.” He sighs, "She was likely there for years. She’s six and she has spent most of her life chained up. Honestly, I'm surprised she isnt more feral.”

I was six when all my problems started. Imagine being younger and not even understanding what is happening to you. “You brought her here because of me.” I mutter, locking at the sleeping pup in his arms

“Yes.” He doesn't even hesitate with his answer

"What about Salem? He will come right back here.” Raven mutters

“I figured she would be safer surrounded by Wolves and Lycans than humans. At least this way, she has a chance of learning who she is. Can you imagine her being with humans and then suddenly unable to control her shift.”

His response takes me right back to Devon. I shake the thought away because who knows how much of what he told me was actually true. "Ckay.” I mutter. “Thank you, Neah, you won't regret it.”

Damiens eyes drift to Raven. She hadn't said a lot. "Dane, do you mind holding Dottie so I can spend some time with my mate. We have things to discuss.”

warns him

arms out to

he stares at me. “Are you

smile at him and nod. Maybe

small fold out bed in our bedroom. Damien and Raven are still busy and it is getting late. He had missed another pack run, deciding not to go after tonights

still asleep when he lowered her onto the bed. He tucks the blanket up around her

WiallaglelSlgigle! started. I sit up, flicking onthe ~~ > bedside e fight. Dane is already getting out of bed to check on Dorothy. He wast particularly happy

reassure her, her fingers catching his face. Small scratches disappear from his cheek as quickly as they appeared Making my way

you.” I mutter, seeing how tightly her eyes are closed. Beads of sweat hover along

and our bedroom door is nearly knocked down by Damien. Her cries settle into quiet

want, Damien, but you've just become a Dad.” Dane smirks

ta'move a little better and” the limp wasn't so obvious. ‘What am I supposed to do Neah? He

I mutter. It was far too early for

to be a mother. I thought he would come back and we would have the best sex session to date but no, he brings someone

a

can't compete

is expecting you to compete. You are

‘I am aware.