The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0407



Klaus

Cooper slept on a chair in the corner of the room. His jacket collar hiked up around his chin. His arms folded tightly across his chest, while his feet rested on the coffee table that he had placed in front of the door like a barricade.

We had made it to Blair's house without any witnesses, but on the way here, each step seemed to make Cooper more and more agitated. He was frustrated with my calmness, and angry that I wasn't angry. It was clear he got off on making people lose their sanity, but it didn't work with me.

Leaning back against the corner he had dumped me in, I let out a sigh. He had pressed for more information about his sister. Something else he grew frustrated about when I didn't answer him. I was fully expecting him to hit, to punish me, but other than keeping me tied up, he hasn't hurt me.

I hear him stir and close my eyes, just as his boots hit the floor with a thud. After listening to his quiet movements in the forest, his paces now seemed incredibly loud.

He stops in front of me. "Can't sleep?"

I don't respond.

"Klaus, I know you are awake." He doesn't move and I keep my eyes closed. "You breathe a little heavier and you usually talk in your sleep."

Crap, what had I been saying. My eyes snap open, "How do you know that?"

He smiles. "You have a lovely home in Black Shadow." He drops onto the floor next me, his arm brushes mine. "I get it." He mutters, "You want to protect your pack. But you are going to have to speak to me eventually and, well, I always get what I want."

anything other than my pack." Maybe I could find the real reason why he was

you love that

my lips together

even

tone light. He hadn't beaten me so far and I would prefer to keep it that way. "You drive a hard bargain." He winks at me.

again when the drugs wear off." "Only because you are doing something to trick my mind. We

thinking that you are there for them when in reality,

have me all wrong. Only time will tell." He pats my leg, "Get some sleep.

me. "You are not like the others Klaus. They do not

eyes, "Do you

for that? I

your little game. Keep me your prisoner. Starve me. Lock me in a tiny room. Do what you need to do.

really

with his, he wasn't getting

chair, his sage green eyes are bright

couldn't see yesterday. The drugs are

He had given me nothing

that could scent him, not by much, but it was there. Maybe it isn't in the drugs. Maybe he was

himself, projecting the scent. After all, he

I

you to be well rested. Not everything about me makes me a