The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0609

Neah

"You are overthinking again," Dane loops his arms around me to stop me from pacing and presses his lips to my cheek. "Damien and Eric have set traps. Everyone else has been wamed to stay out of the forest, or if they do go in, to go no further than a mile."

"You can't smell them," I mutter. "The Wolves cannot smell the Lycans. Then there are the new arrivals."

I knew I was more jittery than usual, just like after the boys had been born. It is a feeling that is hard to describe but makes you feel constantly on edge, as though there is a threat around every corner. It passes eventually, well, it did with the boys. Now I worried about other things with them.

Dane's arms tighten around me as I glance over to our sleeping girls. They looked so tiny and fragile.

Dane's lips linger over my mark, his breath teasing my skin as he asks, "Do you trust Brax, and do you trust Klaus?"

I close my eyes, lean back on his chest and sigh, "It's not about whether I trust them."

"I

agree."

I turn in his arms to look at him, not understanding why he would ask me if I trusted them. "Who do you think I trusted when I walked into Moonshine?" he asks.

They were the ones who were

him out of trouble here." He rolls his eyes. "The only person I truly trusted was myself. That is why I came alone on my first visit. Yes, I listened to others, but other than that, I didn't trust anybody other than Eric. Now, I have added a few more to my inner circle. Damien and you. What

time trusting

say that, but I believe it has done me well all

was

"She won't."

finding your faith, Nyx murmurs. We haven't lost

certain," I mumble,

our sleeping daughters. He pulls me back into him and cups my face, locking his eyes on mine, "I believe in you." He looks behind me, "The girls are fine; I can hear them breathing, I can hear their hearts, and I know you can as well. Now I need to know what

She doesn't want the rest

me, but a

a

"Fighting with White Cliffs?"

offered this role. I get it. She... her history makes her feel differently. I tried telling her that I was the same and denied it. She said she thought we were cursed. Me

nod, "She called

me, he sits on the edge of the bed, "What do you

Ishrug.

"Neah, talk to me."

him, no other Kitson was recognised until I came along. Klaus managed to do a family tree that matched the one in that book I found, but none of the