The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0542



Brax

"Keep going." Damien yells at me while we try to catch up with the car that had just left the station.

"My fucking foot is on the floor." I yell back at him. "This piece of shit can't go much faster!"

The car in front jumps the lights and I have to slam on the brakes to stop anyone colliding into the side of us.

"Fucking go!" Damien yells as the green light comes on.

I speed forward, barely missing the pedestrian running across the road as I cut another driver off. We couldn't lose this guy.

Damien had filled me in on the plan before he received a link from Dane.

He had been telling me that we would prepare for Serkan to come here. And in the blink of an eye, everything had changed. The threat was already here and we barely had a clue of what we were dealing with.

I round the corner, lifting off on two wheels. From the corner of my eye I see Damien grab the dash. He wanted me to hurry and this was the only way. "We can't let him get away!"

"Don't you think I know that!" I shout back over the screaming engine.

"I knew I should have gotten behind the wheel."

"I've seen your driving, we wouldn't even be this close." I snap, watching the car in front drift around another bend.

We round the bend and slam on the brakes. In front of us is the car, only it's abandoned.

"Shit!"

skid. It stops inches away from the

gotten far!" Damien yells as he jumps out the car. He's quick to scan the area as I check out

as he comes to

snap. It was even worse than we thought. Serkan

at Damien. This was

else there is." I mutter. "Link Dane and call the clone because the clock is ticking." If he wanted his mate out, he

in opposite directions. The mixture of tall trees and tall buildings cast large eerie shadows across the ground. Serkan could be hiding anywhere. He could be watching and we were running out of time to find

The scent of a Rogue was quickly fading, but not as though he was moving away. More like the scent was being sucked out of the air that surrounds us. Definitely the work of a Witch, definitely the work of Cooper. The fucker was dead and he still had a hand at

call out. I wanted to know exactly what we were dealing with before I put a bullet

couldn't see

drags my eyes over to the left, only for a bird to fly out of the darkness. Stepping forward, focus on the spot, letting my eyes draw out anything that didn't fit as my hand sits on my gun, but

tracks." Damien calls out as I turn back to the cars. "He got out and got in another vehicle." He growls. It

frustration. "I don't say this often, but

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in the passenger seat with Dane partially

tell her and she just gazes

to repeat

issues with authority. I'm his descendant. I'm a problem that he needs to deal

didn't know

contact his mate." Dane pulls the phone out of his

"But

at Neah, but she just looks through me as her eyes darken. I could see the tips of her claws coming out

to

do you see?"