The Alpha’s Contract



Neah

It was weird to hear her pleading with me. I had heard it a little bit at her house. Yet now she is full of desperation, a million miles away from how she introduced herself to me. Maybe because she's surprised to learn the truth about her friend. Maybe because she genuinely meant it.

'We could just kill her.' Nyx grins gleefully. 'She keeps asking. And she was prepared to destroy our life. It only seems fair.'

Blair drops her gaze when I don't answer her question. "I get it, you're torturing me. Never letting me know when the final blow is going to come so I live in fear, waiting." She rocks in her chair. "It's a weird feeling, fear.”Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"You get used to it." I mutter back. It was a lie, you never get used to it.

She mulls over my words, "Jenson told me everything that happened to you, before Dane❞

"I told you too, well some of it, but it didn't change anything, did it?! Even when you learned how bad things were for me, it didn't change how you felt. It didn't change what you thought I deserved or what you deserved. Only now, when you have lost your identity, you claim to have changed." She knew everything and yet she had still been prepared to ruin my life when she barely knew me. A half sister and she didn't even bother wanting to get to know me.

Her eyes flick up to me. "You are the Alpha."

Nyx snorts, 'How can she be acting like she didn't know? That was her goal.'

"I.." She pauses for several heartbeats. "It's a bitter pill to swallow. But what I have learned is that I am not the person I once was. Everything hurts. Everything is different. I'm not who I was and I know you don't believe that."NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

"You're right, I don't."

She sighs. "Maybe this was always the plan for me. You know, payback for the trouble I have caused and inflicted. Maybe this is punishment for Jenson. For you, for everything." She laughs to herself and shakes her head. "There is always someone worse."

They had both said that. Blair and Samara. "Who has said that to you?"

"Cooper." She mutters. "The night he took me, maybe after. I think he was making a point, because he had outsmarted me. Though it seems it's not hard to do that anymore." Her brows knit together. "You can link him, right?"

I stare back at her, trying to decide if it's worth telling her what I know.

"Because he is a Lycan?" She continues. "You can link all Lycans. I heard it when you asked everyone to come here. So you must be able to link him and Samara if she is really a Lycan."

'Don't tell her, she doesn't need to know.' Nyx murmurs

"Unless you can't." Blair mutters, "But that would be impossible. I can hear you, I know Damien can and Mallory must have linked you. My mother and step father heard your request."

"I had a connection to Cooper. I check everyone when they arrive here." I tell her and Nyx groans. "But the connection seems to have evaporated. There isn't one for Samara either. Brax thinks they are working with a Witch. A powerful one that is able to sever the connection to me."

"Witches won't work with Lycan's. They will work with Wolves but not Lycans." Blair tells me. "Look, I may not be of use in the physical sense, not anymore, but I still have a lot of knowledge about Lycans. Knowledge that you might now have."

"A Witch worked with our father." I mutter

"Don't...." She starts as her eyes hover on mine. A small crinkle appears on her forehead. "You were bound as a child."

"Which could only be done by the help of a strong Witch because I already had my Lycan. Think about it, Blair. Cooper has the ability to take people's Wolves and Lycans away He has been able to give Wolves something to completely hide their scent. Samara was able to conceal her identity." 

'Tread carefully.' Nyx warns.

'I am.'

"I never saw any Witches in the prison. At least I don't think so. I wouldn't be able to tell even if there were." She shrugs her shoulders at me. "But there were women, 'nurses' Cooper called them. They weren't. They would bring food, water change the drip bags and escort you to the showers. They never spoke and they always looked as if they were in some kind of trance. On autopilot."