The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 130

Dane

“Shit! Dane, can you hear me? Wake the fuck up!” I hear my brother's voice, it sounds desperate and so far away.

“Dane?????”

“DANE!!!”

“For fuck sake shut up!” I open my eyes, to find myself hanging upside down. Blood dripped down my arms and face as I try to make sense of what happened.

‘What the fuck happened?’ Aero asks, coming too.

I don’t answer as I try to get my bearings.

The car is on it’s roof, the windscreen shattered. Broken glass sits below my head. A sharp pain radiates from my chest making it hard to breathe. I could smell the fuel leaking from the car, it would be seconds before this whole thing went up in flames.

“Shit!” Jenson mutters. He is fighting against the dashboard that was crushed against him. Forcing it back a centimetre at a time with his hands. If we were human, we would already be dead.

Reaching down to release the belt, I feel it. The chuck of glass sticking out of my chest, close to my heart. For all I know it could be piercing the very organ that keeps me alive. Of all the ways I thought I would die, it wasn’t like this.

“Jenson, look at me.”

“Hold on, I’m nearly free.”

“Jenson.”

He stops punching the dash to look at me. The cuts on his face from the glass were already healing. I see the terror in his eyes as he takes in the large piece of glass sticking out of me. The same thought runs through his head as what ran through mine.

“No….no,no,no, this is not fucking happening. You are having kids! You can’t leave Neah. She needs you. We all need you.”

“Jenson, you know as well as I do, that the pack will already know something is wrong. That’s why you didn’t want to look at me, you could already feel that I was in trouble. Neah will feel it too.”

‘Dane,’ Raven’s voice screams through my head. ‘What happened?’

‘Car accident.’ I half chuckle back. ‘Some asshole came out of nowhere.’

‘But you are okay, right? Please tell me you are okay!’

I look at the piece of glass sticking out of my chest. My eyes go to Jenson as he uses one foot to stomp the dash back off his other leg.

“You are not dying.” He wraps something around the piece of glass and yanks it out, tossing it to one side, He holds his hands against my wound. I watch his eyes glaze over.

“Who are you linking?” I cough up more blood

“My sister. If there is anyone who can help, it’s her!”

Sirens erupt in the distance. But no one had passed us or stopped so someone had alerted them. The other car that had hit us is long gone.

“You have to go!” I snap at my brother.

“Not a fucking chance. I made the mistake of following your orders before.” He pokes at my wound and I watch him smile. “It didn’t hit your heart.”

“Are you sure?”

“Raven said you would be dead by now. And you are healing. The cuts on your face have already healed.”

I look down to see the wound knitting together. A thick pink line develops, gradually thinning out until it looked as though I had never been injured.