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."

for a long time." She turns around to look at Dane and disappears up the steps. Dane follows her,

do they keep saying

work for him and he does that with the promise of keeping you safe and protected. Only

Obviously I have my abilities back, I wouldn't have just

Cooper say when he speaks

he will get me out. That he is working

"Something about a mate. Sometimes he sounds angry. He blames me

"For what?"

loud, sometimes it is barely a whisper. Other

you always heard

her head at me. "Only

towards

go. I don't like being alone down

were alone

have to talk to me. I

the wooden stool, folding my arms across my chest and she lowers her

to. I tried to play a game. I tried to trick my own brother. If someone here

another whimper.

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 the living be ripped apart by

in ways it hadn't done

"Hey, listen to mel"

continues to jerk about, her eyes find

"Stop fighting it."