The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0403



"We are trying, Blair. We want a life here. The Wolves are not bad people, well, maybe the odd one, but most of them are happy with the way things are run here. The boys go to school. Your mum helps out at the bakery when she hasn't got Braelyn attached to her. Alpha Dane lets me work on the gate now."

"Braelyn?"

"Your sister." He smiles to himself.

"Can I meet her?"

He shakes his head, "Not while you are down here and not until you are no longer considered a threat."

"A threat? I can't smell anything other than my own stench. I can't hear anything other than your words. I can't heal. I almost passed out and I get this weird feeling in my stomach, yet you think I'm a threat."

"Then prove everyone wrong."

He turns to leave and then turns back, taking an apple out of his jacket. Placing it just inside of my bars, he sighs. "Here, it's not much, but I could hear your stomach from the top of the steps. If you want a chance Blair, I suggest you do everything they ask of you."

He didn't know I already had a job.

"What if that isn't enough?"

"Then I guess you didn't try hard enough."

I stare at the apple for sometime. Ryken had no reason to be kind to me. No reason to tell me to prove myself. If anything, I thought he would be grateful that I was going to be killed.

of my cell, letting the shadows wash over me. I don't eat the apple, but I do roll it in my fingers, trying to figure out what I can do to get

if it was night or day is when one of us was taken out. So I had no idea how long it was before Sammie

And this time, it didn't sound fake. As she comes into view, my mouth drops open. He had shaved her

of her long blonde hair still clung to the dirty sweatshirt she is wearing and

corner.

He sneers as he turns away, not bothering to

when the door closes and we are

air. "He shaved my head.

"Why?"

I'm hiding things.

said to me when I found myself

shave my hair because it's already

do you have

could smell it, just like she had scented the protein bar, if I kept withholding my treats, she might become suspicious and stop talking to me. Then, I would really be writing my death

stepdad was here. He brought me

"An apple?"

to show her. "I can

you, you don't know how much this means to me. My stomach is

bite and then slip it through the cell bars, pushing

seconds, stupid girl.

you?" I needed to

know if there

else? Like someone else

believe me. It doesn't matter what

tell them they