The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 592

Neah

"You still haven't said anything," Samara whispers as she eyeballs me.

"She's talking to Nyx," Damien tells her.

The longer Samara waits for me to talk, the more jittery she becomes. Shifting her weight from one foot to the other, slurping on her coffee or glancing over my shoulder at Damien. "Dakota," I mutter. "She told you that you are my Beta?"

"Yep. Look... I only know what she has told me. Honestly, it's not the end of the world to me, maybe her, but not me. I'm just grateful to be alive. You are still allowing me to settle in. Letting me live here. Just because she said it's true, I don't expect it to ever be something you acknowledge. You have Damien, and he is good at his job. And you have Eric." She gives hím a big, but nervous smile.

"That's why you are here, isn't it?" Damien asks. "Because of this Beta business."

"I'm trying to figure out some things," I sigh. I wasn't quite ready to discuss my thoughts.

"You are not planning on running off to help the others, are you?"

I frown. "You sound just like Dane, but no, I can't, and I won't. I've just had the girls. And I'm not Cooper. I can't just project myself into White Cliffs. Though that would be a useful gift to have right now." "Then, at least try and explain your thought process because you are not making any sense."

"I think I know what she is trying to figure out," Samara mutters. Her grey eyes hover on me. "I don't have the answer. I only know what I am told by Dakota. She thinks our fates have always been tied. That even though we never grew up together we were supposed to find one another. A renewed bond for Kitsons, a future for Lycans."

"Go on," Damien encourages her.

"Dakota thinks with Neah being Alpha and me being her Beta, our bloodline is stronger and thicker than it has been in centuries." Her eyes shift back to me. "And right now, I wish she would stop talking because it makes me sound like I'm trying to make a decision for you. Which I am not."

Damien snorts but keeps his mouth closed.

'Exactly what we are thinking.' Nyx mutters

'A bond stronger than a mate bond?' I ask Nyx. 'Is that even possible?'

'Weirder things have happened. Kitson blood is the backbone of Lycans.'

I could feel Damien and Samara staring at me, waiting for me to respond. Instead, I leave and head in the direction of the newly built packhouse.

It's larger than our old house. A house that gave me my first real taste of freedom. There had been so many deaths inside of it that maybe a new house was what we needed.

A porch wraps around the entire bottom floor, and there are still as many massive windows as there were before, maybe even more. The woodwork is painted in the darkest shade of black, giving it an almost gothic feel.

"There you are!" Mallory mutters as she comes to a stop next to me.

my eyes on the packhouse, taking in all the

you went to get some air, but he knows it is code for you needing time to think. I was just going to link you, but figured you were

it helps that he can get into my head and see what's on my mind without asking what I'm thinking about. As long as Nyx doesn't

behaving myself.' Nyx

it bother you that he does

creeps across my lips. "I think it has helped to make us stronger. Sometimes, he knows

to the packhouse because? You

here. I went

was why

her. "Mallory, this thing you have going on with Damien." I shake my head, "It has to stop. He has marked her. She isn't

""Why isn't she?"

so many bad

Everything she said to us was twisted because of Cooper, but she never actually hurt anyone other than Blair

that I was in the

everyone that I killed my

else. Damien is happy with her, and I know he misses you. And not just him, what about Dorothy? You haven't had her over since

it was as simple as you make it sound. And our house is

she knew

I don't even know where

tried and tried with

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I would hate you forever after what you did to me, and now dook at us. Don't throw a strong friendship away just because you don't

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Just like how w you wanted to talk to me. Sit down with no one

an issue with her anymore,

shake my head and fold my arms across my aching breasts. I needed to get back to the girls before I started

brow softens. "I do miss him. I miss our talks. I

go and talk to him. He is still

turns around, facing the direction of his house, but doesn't move. "Are

keep

starting to get

And going into labour was

"I promise I'm okay."

can I ask you

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