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.

over me. I don't eat the apple, but I do

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 right down to the skin. Sammie is balder

dirty sweatshirt she is wearing and as Abraxas pushes her

corner.

He sneers as he turns away, not

when the door closes and we are

air. "He shaved

"Why?"

kept saying I was lying. That I'm hiding things. He shaved it

It was what she had always said to me when I found myself

punishing us. He can't shave my hair because it's already

have any

protein bar, if I kept withholding my

was here. He brought me an apple. Do

"An apple?"

into the light to

how much this means to me. My stomach is

the cell bars, pushing it hard enough so that it rolls to

thing in seconds, stupid girl. She

ask you?"

wanted to know if there was anyone

else? Like someone else that

don't believe me. It doesn't matter what I say, they are dead set on the idea. You have to tell them

them