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

didn’t

is watching me from her bedroom window. The couple down there who are acting like they

as I smile, “I wouldn’t be a successful Hunter if

“Are you part Witch?”

built and developed through generations of Hunters. We came preloaded with information and anything we learned got passed on

and a small smile appears on her face. Her soul glows brighter too. She turns from me. “I need to go

So different from other Lycans. Powerful too

Blondie, let's hear it. You’ve been watching me for the last hour.” He had been moving closer even after Neah had told him no "Seen anything

really think you are

him and give him a wink. “I know

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 the centre of

pay more attention of his

end up higher than her head as she’s knocked through the air. Her brown eyes wide with shock by the sudden impact. Her body crashes onto the

Eric drops to his knees by her.

her forehead quickly appears before it