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.

I retreat to the back 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

It's dark all the time unless they leave a light on. The only way I could tell if it was night or day is when one of us was taken out. So

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

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

corner.

next time you won't lie." He sneers as he turns

I whisper when the door closes and

"He shaved

"Why?"

That I'm

was what she had always said to me when I found myself mindlessly running my hands through the fluff that was my

He can't shave my hair because

have any

I kept withholding my treats, she might become suspicious and stop talking to me. Then, I would really be writing my death

me an apple. Do you

"An apple?"

and step into the light to show her. "I can

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

the cell bars,

stupid girl.

ask you?" I needed to

to know if there was

someone else that has

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

them they are