The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0279

Abraxas

“She adores him.” Neah tells me. I could see that myself. Dorothy wasn’t old enough to use her Hunter abilities, to her, she may have seen the man who saved her, but to me, he is a ticking time bomb and I don’t want her anywhere near that.

“Would you let your boys near someone you deemed unsafe? I saw the way you looked at Dane when he stood between me and the Rogue. Two squirming babies in his arms. He put them directly in the line of danger.”

“Obviously I wasn’t happy.”

“You still held it together.”

She frowns at me. But it is a frown born of confusion, not anger. If it were anger, she would have that little crease that formed between her brows earlier. Something that surprised me considering I had pointed a gun at her. Even Mallory had acted like she had been jabbed with a taser.

“I’m sorry she did that to you.”

An apology was the last thing I expected. She was a little more unpredictable than I first thought. Maybe she was what all the Lycans needed. Maybe she could be the one to keep them all in line.

“It’s not your place to apologise. As much as you look like her, you were not the one to slit my family's throats while they were sleeping. You were not the one who took my baby girl and handed her off to fucking humans.”

flicking to Blondie in the distance. She gives him a tiny shake of the

knew he was watching, didn’t

An older woman is watching me from her bedroom window. The couple down there who

stares at me with wide eyes as I smile, “I wouldn’t be a successful Hunter if I’m unable

“Are you part Witch?”

built and developed through generations of Hunters. We came preloaded

her face. Her soul glows brighter too. She turns from me. “I need to

different from other Lycans. Powerful too but

watching me for the last hour.” He had been moving closer even after Neah had told him no "Seen

are something

I brush past him and give him a wink. “I

out of the way of the following punches. They always went for the punch first, and always to the face. Why is it that pack Wolves have become so predictable? I yawn as he throws another fist in the direction of my face, only this time when I duck, he accidentally hits his mate in

really pay more attention

she’s knocked through the air. Her brown eyes wide with shock by the sudden impact. Her body crashes onto the ground with a painful

to his knees by her. Flustered that he had hurt

the bruise on her forehead quickly appears before it starts to heal and I watch