The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 442

Neah

“Slow down.” Dane runs after me, grabbing my hand and pulling me to a stop.

“Why can’t she see it?” I frown at him. “If she is telling the truth, why can she not see that what he was doing to her was wrong?”

“If she is telling the truth and that’s a big if, it’s most likely because she has been brainwashed. He made her promises, promises that she believed."

‘She is still stupid.’ Nyx murmurs and I repeat her words.

"Would you have said that about yourself? I know why you just walked out of the dungeon, Neah.” Dane continues. “It’s too close to home.”

“There are so many bastards in this world.” I mutter

He tugs me towards him. “You are right, there are.”

“Do you believe her?”

“No. I’m following the path of not trusting people until they prove otherwise. Before you stormed out, I was about to leave to find Brax, just as Damien suggested.”

“He’s at the house, trying to convince Klaus he is a Witch Hunter.”

His crimson eyes shift in the direction of the house. “Did I just hear that correctly?”

I bob my head.

“A Witch Hunter?”

“Apparently. Brax said he was wrong before, or at least he thinks he is when it comes to the mark of the initials meaning they are mates. He thinks that because Klaus isn’t bothered by Lycans in the same way he is, that he thinks Klaus is a Witch Hunter and that he is meant to kill Cooper.”

He stares at me with wide eyes and I shrug my shoulders. “I don’t understand either.”

“Klaus said he could scent Cooper. Cooper keeps referring to him as his mate. You heard what he said at the gate, he blamed us for stabbing Klaus.” Dane’s frown deepens

“Brax said something about Klaus being able to put up with Cooper’s bullshit. And something about how there would be more Witches if they were all mated to the name on their mark, not less.”

He nods his head at me as screams come from the dungeon.

“She’s shifting again?” I ask, confused. I didn’t understand why she would keep forcing a shift.

“Gone to find Brax.” Samara whimpers at the news. “What voice?” I press. Samara refuses to answer and pulls the blanket up over her face. “It’s just easier if you tell me. I won’t have to force it out of you.” Could it be Cooper? Was he somehow getting in her head?

“It started yesterday, it woke me up. Sometimes she shouts. Sometimes she is quiet like small whisperings.”

‘When she woke us’, Nyx mutters, ‘Was it her Lycan that was linking us?’

‘She can’t have a Lycan spirit, she would need to have Alpha genes.’

“You said she.” Damien speaks. “Who is she?”

Samara shuffles herself back against the wall, tucking the blanket around her so that just her legs poked out. “She called herself Dakota. She said she is my Lycan.”

“That’s impossible.”

“I’m not making it up.” She mutters quietly, lowering her head

“You would need Alpha genetics to have a Lycan that speaks to you and I wouldn’t be able to force you to answer me.”