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

The only way I could tell if it was night or day is when one

her down the stairs. And this time, it didn't sound fake. As she comes into view, my mouth drops open. He had shaved her head right down to the skin. Sammie is

she is wearing and as Abraxas pushes her into the cell, she rushes

corner.

he

I whisper when the door closes and we

"He shaved my head. He took it

"Why?"

That I'm hiding things. He

had always said to me when I found myself mindlessly running my hands through

punishing us. He can't shave my hair because

have

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

He brought me an apple.

"An apple?"

to show her. "I

how much this means to me. My stomach

it through the cell bars, pushing it hard enough

thing in seconds, stupid girl. She should have made it

did he ask you?" I needed

to know if

else? Like someone else that has

doz They don't believe me. It doesn't matter what I say, they

them they