The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 198

Unknown POV

“Yes?” I mutter, swirling the wine in my glass before taking a large mouthful. It had been a long day and I didn't need another idiot in my life.

He saunters up to me like a lost sheep. His dark hair is a mess and he looked and smelled as though he hadn’t seen a shower for weeks.

“You better start talking if you are going to invade my space with that stench.”

“I’m looking for a favour.” He asks quietly

“I don’t do favours.” I sneer, setting my empty glass down on the circular table.

He slides into my booth anyway. “You are the Lone Wolf, right?”

I smirk. I hadn’t heard that term in a long time. “Oh honey, I’m the furthest thing from a Lone Wolf.”

“Right. Because you are not a Wolf are you.”

The balls on this guy. “You think you know everything.” I wave to the bartender who brings me over a fresh drink. His eyes shifted to the trash sitting opposite me and he quickly looks away.

It was a rule in here that I am not to be disturbed. Especially not when I still had blood on my fingers.

“I know enough. One of your kind killed my mate.” He seethes. I couldn’t hold back the laugh. “And I want revenge.”

“Did you piss it off?”

He scowls at me. If he didn’t look so filthy, he could probably be quite handsome. Maybe then i wouldn't have minded the interruption.

“No, my brother brought their kind into our pack. A Rogue followed. The Rogue was the one who murdered her.”

“So let me guess, you blame big brother and now you want revenge.” I let the merlot hit the back of my throat. I preferred something much fuller bodied, but this was the best the bar offered.

“I didn’t say big brother.”

“You didn’t need to. If your brother brought them into the pack. My guess is he is the Alpha, which makes you, poor little brother.”

I hit a soft spot. I could see it in his dark eyes

“I think you will change your mind.” He calls out after me as I strut away.

He catches up to me, standing far too close for my liking. His breath, the only clean thing about him, fanning across my skin. “You are a Kitson, right.”

I spin around to glare at him, my hand locking against his throat while pressing my stiletto heel into the toe of his boots. “Where the fuck did you hear that name?”

“My brother's mate is a Lycan.”

“Impossible. Wolves are not mated to Lycans.”

“That’s just it, all three of us were. And my brother is mated to the most powerful one. The female Alpha.”

My hand moves from his throat to his grubby jacket as I drag him to the ladies room.

He laughs as I slam the door shut and push him back against the pink tiles.

“You better start talking. Because I am seconds a way from ripping your throat out.”