The Alpha’s Contract

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Trigger warning. Suicide. ****

Abraxas

Fire licks at my own skin as I rush forward to help. I wasn't even within touching distance of the fire, and nothing was happening to me, yet it burned me as though I am in the middle of it. This has never happened before.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

I see Ryken holding on to Mallory, stopping her from running into the flames as she screams out for Maddie over and over. She tries to pull herself free, though Ryken keeps a firm grip on her.

Act first, think later. Mallory was prone to it and I'm almost grateful there is someone keeping her from running into the fire.

She was one of the few Lycans I could tolerate.

Sweat drips from me as my skin heats up. Smoke leaks up into the atmosphere as the Wolves and Lycans surrounding me rapidly try to put the fire out or pull young Wolves and Lycans away. Any time something dies down, something else goes up in thick orange flames, sending more dense smoke into the air.

If we weren't careful and quick. The smoke may draw the attention of unwanted bypassers.

Neah and Dane run past me. He joins the chain with others, throwing water on the roaring flames. Neah grabs hold of Mallory and with the help of Ryken, drags her further back, away from her burning home.

There is something different about Neah. The black ring around her soul isn't as dark and it isn't pulsating like it usually is. But every crack is filled with black, almost making her soul look as if the cracks had cleared. She had let her Lycan win or she had given up.

I didn't want to put a bullet in her, but I can't allow another Rogue to wander this Earth.

Mallory's scream refocuses my attention "She's your mate!" She cries at me. "You are just letting her die!"

Ryken frowns, confused by Mallory's declaration

"She isn't my mate." I say for the thousandth time and turn my attention to the forest. I see Madison's red hair, she's close to the ground and more fire runs up my back.

"Mallory. Mallory, look at me." Neah mutters, grabbing the Lycans face and forcing Mallory to look at her. "This isn't your fault."

As Neah talks to her, I slip away. Entering a part of the forest that had already been put out.

Madison's jasmine scent is easy to pick up, quickly followed by the sound of her crying. She lets out a scream and I feel the flesh on my back burn. "Madison!" She doesn't answer and I'm forced to call to her again. Even if it momentarily stops her from hurting herself.

Her chestnut eyes briefly pause on

me. "No, not you. I don't need you. Go!" She whimpers from the ground. She's laid on her stomach, the back of her shirt almost completely burnt off, while her back is laced with black seared flesh and wide open wounds that are fighting to knit themselves together.

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She rolls over, pulling faces through the pain and purposely forces her own arm into the fire. Madison lets out a gut wrenching scream that makes my heart freeze as I feel the fire smoulder up my own arm. It was strange, feeling something that wasn't happening to me. hadn't even felt this with Dorothy's mother.

Grabbing Madison's feet, I drag her from the flames. She needed time to heal. But she tries to kick me. Shouting at me and demanding to let her go. "You have to stop!" I snap

"I can't live like this. It's to hard!"

I pull the small hand gun from my hip and thrust it at her. "Go on then, be my guest, do it." I was calling her bluff.

Her eyes widen as they dance between the gun, my face and the fire.

"It will be a lot quicker and less painful. Well, if you do it right.”

She reaches up for the gun. A move that I wasn't expecting, though I manage to pull it just from her reach. She was willing to kill herself over all of this

"Screw you." She growls at me,

"You've been torturing me for over a month, do you know how it feels, knowing 'm mated to you of all people. Now let me go!" She tries to kick I me again, I block her with ease, already anticipating her next move asa foot comes towards my dick. "Just let me go. Please!"