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The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 217

I’m surprised when his hand wraps around mine. Pressing the knife a little deeper into his skin. “Then you should kill me now. Because I want you to be mine in every single way!”

My breath hitches in my throat and I have trouble concealing it. At some point, he had crossed the lines from being usable, to fuckable to now, where he is actually desirable. He still has a long way to go, but willing to kill himself for me adds another notch to his bow.

The dribble of blood turns into a trickle. Running down over the blade and into our hands. He doesn’t flinch and his gorgeous dark eyes stay on mine.

It’s only when my hand loosens on the knife that he lets go. The knife clatters to the floor and I was momentarily grateful for the dark carpet. I would have lost my shit if blood was on a cream carpet. It’s almost impossible to get out.

I watch his wound heal, leaving a smear of blood on his neck. Damn he looked hot.

But no, I won’t give in to him, not tonight, not after he pulled that shit.

****

I sip my coffee, keeping myself as invisible as possible as passersby wander up and down the busy street. I hadn’t planned on coming back into the city, but it was a good place to sit, watch and listen.

I needed to know of any disturbances to do with the Rogue. No doubt he has killed someone. They never could go long without food.

So far there was nothing. Jenson sighs as he sits in the empty chair next to me. With one look, he closes his mouth, letting me do my thing.

It doesn’t take long. Quiet whispers from Wolves sitting a few tables over from us.

“They just disappeared.” A teenager mutters as she fidgets with her golden nose ring.

“And the Alpha isn’t doing anything?” The blonde girl opposite her whispers.

They both cast eyes in different directions but don’t seem to acknowledge me. Exactly what I wanted.

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