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.

then start pawing at my legs. Nyx is silent, and so is Dane as he watches them. The pawing at my legs became more frantic and desperate. A sudden sharp pain rips through my calf. As I look down, Willa

around Willa's middle as

cry penetrates the air as I turn to

just stand there; you need to

were heavy, like cement had suddenly been poured

girl's cries grow as the men wrestle to keep them in their hands. I watch Willa squirm, tiny claws digging

tone of Dane's voice, but I was still at a loss. I could order Lycans; I wasn't afraid to rip out someone's heart. I had overcome so much since meeting Dane, but when it came to my children, sometimes, I was

tells Aderyn to stop. I look between the men, trying my best to say something. But I see how the girls hang there, like rag dolls,

I would cry. Not because I was sad or angry but

one is shifting," Damien

bones don't crack or make any noise, and in

cradling her with one arm while inspecting her fingers. I looked back at Dane and Willa; she

'Their bones,' Nyx whispers.

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