The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0502

"I can't believe he is leaving the pack." Samara mutters as she follows me back home.

"He needs to do what he needs to do."

"But it's still a huge risk. He could be gone for years."

"That's Klaus's choice. He isn't being kicked out and he has spoken to Neah about it."

Back inside, she makes herself a coffee and settles on the sofa. Crossing her legs, she flips the book open and rests it on them.

I took my own coffee to the table, I could see her through the open door. Several times she goes to take a drink, but the mug never quite makes it to her lips. A wide range of emotion flashes across her face as she turns the pages. Curiosity, surprise, sadness and every now and again, she would look overwhelmed by what she is reading.

"Do you know much about the war?" She asks and her eyes lock on mine. A rosy pink tinge fills her cheeks and she starts drinking the coffee to hide her face.

Before I have a chance to answer, she starts firing information at me. Nothing that was really useful, but to her, it seemed to be.

She glances back to the book. "There's allsorts in here. And it's weird to read about a great ancestor." Samara slowly closes it with a small frown, "What about you family?"

"What about them?"

go

not Human anymore. Salem is dead and Dane

"Parents? Any other siblings?"

my head at

I'm intruding." She mutters and takes another sip of

intruding. I rarely talk about my past life. It isn't

on the sofa and comes through to the kitchen, sitting at the

"Luck."

in

could get me to do something that I didn't agree with. When I met Damien, I was trying to get Mallory out of a shit situation. And they just happened to come along. Did I expect to meet my mate here? No. But I guess everything happens for a

lowers her eyes. "She was a

me who I am. That happened

as she nods, but she doesn't make eye contact. Suddenly she gets

"Not for me."

another drink. She stands with her hands on her hips, cinching in the tshirt she

and for a second an image appears in my mind of her bent

and she turns around to look at

wrong hole." I splutter and