The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 359

“What about the boys?”

“I will be present and so will Damien, Eric, Mallory, Klaus.” He sighs “And Brax if needed. Besides, they can’t talk yet so it’s not like they can tell anyone where you are or how you are.”

“What about Dorothy? She could tell someone. I don’t want to ask her to keep a secret, she is just a kid. She’s only just started school.”

“Dorothy will stay with Athena and Sebastian tonight. We will work out a plan going forward. Though it might not be needed. Carrying you through the gates should be enough to show me if anyone else is planning on fucking with the pack. I’m hoping it’s just those three idiots. But if there is anyone else, it will be dealt with promptly.”

“That might work for your Wolves, but how do you think the Lycans are going to react when they find out it was your Wolves that attacked me? They came here and have shown that they are here to support me. We could be starting a war on our own doorstep. I’m not prepared to do that.”

I had asked the Lycans to come here and now because of one man, everything was about to be ripped apart. A war on our own land would be perfect for someone like Cooper.

“That’s what he wants.” I murmur as reality hits me

“You think a war is what he wants?”

“Yes.”

Dane cocks a brow at me.

“The Wolves, when they were making their way to us, they were talking about getting something done. If they wanted to kill me, they would have done so first, but they went for Brax. They muttered about doing it quickly because I would heal, they needed to get him out of the way."

I shake my head, piecing the bits of inforamtion together. "They are Wolves who know you, Dane. Most likely know how you operate. If they are working with him, they would have told him that. And what is one thing that you are guaranteed to do?”

“Protect you and our boys.”

I speed up, “Where are the boys?” I have a brief moment of panic, but I know they are fine. I would feel it if something was wrong.

“Come here.” He orders.

I step closer to him. Using the tee, he gently wipes the blood from my stomach, paying close attention to the area where the seat belt had buried itself into my flesh. There are no marks left, but his fingers glide over the non existent wound.

“I’m healed.” I whisper

“It should never have happened.” His hands move to my waist as he stands.

“I’m not as fragile as I once was. Anyone could have been hurt.”

“But it wasn’t anyone was it? It was you.”