The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0402



Blair

A shiver goes down my spine when Abraxas Adler makes his way into the dungeons. He was the last person I wanted to see.

He slowly runs his gun along the bars of my cell. Each bar lets off the sound of metal clunking on metal and it goes right through me.

In the cell opposite me, I see Sammie shuffle to the back, the shadows plunge her into darkness, but her soft cries give her presence away. "You can relax, baldy. I'm not here for you." He spins around to Sammie's cell and repeats the process, running his gun against the bars, while laughing to himself. "It's your turn, princess."

"No." Sammie cries. "I haven't done anything."

"We just have a few more questions. Answer them and you can come back here and rest your pretty little head."

"I've told you everything!" She's getting annoyed.

"Sammie just answer them. You will only make it worse for yourself, for us." I mutter and Abraxas looks over his shoulder and gives me a wink. Just because I wanted the truth and didn't want to die, it did not mean we were on the same side.

Half of Sammie's face appears, the shadows still cover the majority of her. She had been crying. I had spent all night listening to her sob. She would stop and start again, over and over until I wished I was deaf. It was worse torture than being starved. Until I realised that each sob sounded different. Forced. Laboured. But I don't think it was for me, she was likely hoping a guard would come down. And even now, with just one grey eye visible, I could see anger not sadness. Nothing was going the way she wanted it too.

I probably wouldn't have noticed if I had not spent so much time with her. And I had nothing but time.

downsides to being Human, but you do get to know the

Dane want to speak to me?"

at her. He is a fucking mad man and I still

cell and grabs her by the throat, pulling her protesting body close to him. "Don't try anything

"Yes." She croaks

see it then, actual

to the back of my cell, I wait. Was this it? Was Dane tired of

my vision and I

"Shit, kid. Breathe."

His piercing

are you doing

asking questions. I said if I could get permission, I would come and see you. Find

I take a deep breath. I never

I mutter. "Why

is a little

didn't have

love your mother." He walks away and grabs the stool from the far end of the dungeon and plonks it in front of me. "Sometimes, we do stuff for our loved ones no matter how ridiculous it is. How did you end up

net

something that was mine, that failed miserably. Met someone who I let mark me that I was also a complete bitch too. Ended up in a shit situation where I was locked up for months by a man who thinks