The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 0613

Neah

'Is that... Nyx murmurs. 'Are they Wolves?" She sounded just as confused as I did.

We were certain; everyone was. They were supposed to be Hybrids. But two small black Wolves stalk towards the Omega, who is whimpering and crying.

"Girls, stop!" Dane plants himself in front of the Omega while I remain glued to the spot. They weren't even two weeks old but acted like they had been in the world for months.

Blood dripped from their faces as their feet stilled. They are quick to bare their teeth and shuffle towards each other, standing shoulder to shoulder. If it weren't for their eyes, I wouldn't be able to tell them apart.

They are identical, even down to the ridge of hair that runs the length of their spine. The longer I looked at them, the more I realised they looked slightly different to other Wolves. Their snouts are a little longer, and their tails are a little shorter. Maybe it was because they were cubs.

Aderyn's blue eyes shift to me. Using her shoulder, she nudges Willa, and very slowly, they creep towards me with their heads low as though they know they are in trouble.

became more frantic and desperate. A sudden sharp pain rips through my calf. As I

His hands wrap around Willa's middle as he pulls her away. She lets

air as I turn to see

mutters, 'You can't just stand there; you need to do

legs were heavy, like cement had suddenly been

grow as the men wrestle to keep them in their hands. I watch Willa

order Lycans; I wasn't afraid to rip out someone's heart. I had overcome so much since meeting Dane,

trying my best to say something. But I see how the girls hang there, like rag dolls,

his arms around me, I would cry. Not because I was sad or angry but because this was

one is shifting," Damien

turn my gaze to him and watch the fur fade from Aderyn. Her bones don't crack or make any noise, and in seconds, she returns to

changes his hold on Aderyn, cradling her with one arm while inspecting her fingers. I looked back at Dane

'Their bones,' Nyx whispers.

are more flexible when they are babies,' I manage to mutter back, remembering what Raven had told