The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West



Chapter 0441

"You thought we would just allow a complete stranger into our home?" Dane asks

"You are both Alpha's. I hoped... I hoped one of you would understand."

"He used the word bloodbath. Told us that you would get out and slaughter everyone."

She locks her fingers together, twisting them around as she struggles to find an answer. Her words are barely audible as she mutters that Cooper told her she was dangerous.

"Did you kill someone at the prison?"

She bobs her head. "I had too."

"You had too?" Neah presses

"Yes. I..." She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. "It wasn't what I told Blair. It was a nurse, that was true. He used to come in at night." Her lip curls up and her eyes harden." Touch me when he thought I was sleeping. I saved a fork, when he snuck in my room again, I waited for the perfect moment and stabbed him in the throat."

Her eyes flicker up to me. "I pulled it out and made sure he never left the room as he choked on his own blood."

It was a little surprising she wasn't a Rogue.

"Iran. Coop found me. He didn't make me go back though. I was too much of a risk" She lowers her gaze and blinks a few times. "He made me like this, didn't he? Coop made it so my mind is not my own."

what abusers do, especially when they have been doing it for a long time." She turns around to look at Dane and disappears up the steps. Dane follows her, leaving me alone

keep saying that?"

for him and he does that

to me. I hear him. It's because I'm no longer stripped. Obviously I have my abilities back, I wouldn't have just turned into that... Lycan.

when he speaks to

he will get me out. That he is working on it." She pulls her shoulders up

Sometimes he sounds

"For what?"

can be loud, sometimes it is barely

you always heard

at me. "Only when he

move towards the

like being alone down

were alone on the

I had freedom. You don't have to talk to me. I can just

she lowers her eyes. "How do you expect us to believe anything

game. I tried to trick my own brother. If someone here doesn't kill me, he probably

lets out another

Trying to curl herself up into a ball but the cracking bones won't allow it. I watch her roll onto her stomach and push herself up onto her hands and knees. The screams are hard to listen to and I have watched

her body contorts itself in ways it hadn't done last time. I couldn't stand to listen to

"Hey, listen to mel"

continues to jerk about, her

"Stop fighting it."