The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0437

Klaus

"That doesn't make any sense. How can it not be him?" Neah demands. "I watched him stab you. I watched you kill him. You stabbed hirm in the eye!"

"It's..."

"Are you saying this was one of his abilities?" Ryken asks

"Yes." I look to Dane, hoping that maybe he would be able to explain it better than I could. "Are you trying to tell me it's a twin?" Neah searches my face, looking for an answer.

I turn back to the fire. Not even a hint of an aroma of burning flesh. It's what I would have expected if it was him.

"Dane?" Neah asks. "I don't understand."

"Klaus didn't kill him." He tells her

"I'm right here. I saw it happen."

"There's something called astral projection." Ryken explains

"Astral projection? He stabbed Klaus!" Neah mutters

Dane cups her face and tilts it up until she is facing him. "Remember how I told you Witches have different capabilities?"

"Yes but...."

projection was strong enough that he was able to wield a weapon. It is why you can't smell any burning flesh. It is why when the fire

blade clatters to the ground. Turning to the fire, I watch it slowly burn out. Nothing but the

once? Neah asks as Dane moves

depending on

how was I able to force him to let go

know, projecting takes a lot of work. When he thought he had killed me, it

after us before, he is

and Samara, maybe for everyone." I frown and look around. "The worrying thing is,

of trance." Dane mutters as he takes off his tee and wraps it around his hand. He carefully picks up

I assume

my Wolf, but there was a point where I was asking questions and he got pissed off because I figured things out. All I remember

Dane instructs. "I need to catch up with the sister." He looks at the blade, turning it over in his hands. "Ryken, let us know

bobs his head. "At least I know what the prick looks

keep up with my long stride. "How do you know so

I'm not entirely

"What does that mean?"

limited information on Lycans. But it feels like some knowledge is just here." i press a finger

to research so maybe

as we approach the pack house. He folds his arms across his chest as he stares

here."