The Alpha’s Contract

Dane is giving them a head start, but we all knew they were not getting out alive.

As Dane drops his hand, the Wolves charge off at a speed far greater than I can imagine. Almost like they are hyped up by the hunt. Dane shifts too, taking his time to move into the forest, like he was enjoying every second of this.

Those wolves were going to suffer. I assume they deserved it. And a tiny part of me wanted to see it happen.

"Mallory?" Damien calls out interrupting my thoughts

"Up here." I call back

He makes his way into the room, still cradling the tiny little pup who is somehow fast asleep.

"Why do you have a Lycan pup?" Neah asks.

"It's a long story." his dark eyes move to me at the window. "I assume you have seen what is happening?"

I nod "And Neah has explained the rest."

"They were planning on leaving to join Cooper." He shakes his head in disbelief

"Why?" Neah asks

“It sounds like he made them an offer and they were too stupid to go along with it."”

"And the pup, where does he fit into all of it?"

"Mako tried telling Dane the pup was his and Kira's. It quickly became clear that he wasn't. Turns out Kira has already left with Cooper while still preganant and Mako picked up this guy from the city. Practically threw him out of his arms when he learned the boy is a Lycan."

"So they didn't know that Cooper is a Lycan?" I ask

"No."

"And decided to kidnap him?" I ask in disgust pointing to the tightly wrapped pup.

"Mako claimed he found him dumped and abandoned. Whether that's the truth, I don't know."

"What's going to happen to him?" I ask, surely Dane wouldn't just choose to dump him again.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"I was sort of hoping that you would take him until we figured out where he came from and if anyone is looking for him.”

I stare at him, lost for words.

"He is maybe a day old, maybe two at mording to Brax. He doesn't even have a name. I thought might like to name him.

I feel like I'm frozen, still trying to process how and why Damien had asked me.

"I still have loads of the twins' tiny baby stuff." Neah declares. "I will go dig it out."

"You want to give me a pup?" I mutter as Neah disappears with a smile plastered to her face.

"I can't think of anyone better."

"I can't...." He steps towards me and holds the tiny pup out to me. "He's not mine."

“And Dottie isn't mine." He presses the pup against me and I have no choice but to hold him as he pulls his hands away.

"Damien, don't." I don't think I have ever felt panic like this. My heart thuds heavily, I hear my own blood whooshing between my ears as my lungs grow tight. "I'm not ready" But he is already stepping away from me. 

"Then it's a good job you have a whole pack supporting you."

"And a mate." Eric announces as he enters the bedroom.

"Give him to Neah. She's had practice." I move to Damien who refuses to take him back and folds his arms across his chest. "Look at him." He mutters instead.

I glance at Eric who is calmly watching me. He was leaving it up to me to decide.

The pup starts to move in my arms and was probably about to start crying at any second. Taking a breath, shift my gaze to the poet

Deep brown eyes stare back at me and feel my heart explode in the best way possible.