The Alpha’s Contract

“I found out something about Lycans last night.

She still doesn’t say anything and just stares at me as she eats.

“It is to be believed that Lycans can create more Lycans. By biting humans.”

She drops her toast, her blue eyes are wide, her mouth hangs open. “Is...is that true?”

“I don’t know for certain, but it seems like a high possibility. It was how they were created in the first place.” “Why would....why would Trey want more?”

“Numbers. At the moment, he doesn't have them. But if he does create them,” I pause. staring at her, because I already knew what her reaction was going to be. “They need their true Alpha and not some wannabe.”

‘Pm not...”

“But you are, Neah. It’s in your blood whether you like it or not. If Trey is trying to create a new wave of them, there will most likely be those that hate what he has done to them. They will hate what they have been turned into, they will hate being a Lycan.”

“Like me.” she mumbles, dropping her blue eyes to look at the discarded piece of toast.

“Exactly. Do you know how powerful they would be if they had a leader who felt the same way?

‘I'm not.... Alpha Dane, look at me. I'm...I’m the furthest thing from...a....a...leader.

“It's in your blood.”

“Stop...stop saying that. My father had me bound, he... he didn’t want me to become a leader. He raised Trey as my older brother.”

“Our father’s don't always know what they want.”

I sigh, leaning back in the chair as she watches me.

“I am a bastard. The child of an Alpha and an Omega. My father was growing restless and desperate for an heir. Convinced an Omega to carry me.”

“I thought

“Raven and Jenson had a different mother. Shetook me on as her own. Raised men exactly the same way> as my sistings. Our father’s don't always) s\know what they want but sometimes, if it wasn't for their poor deéisions, we wouldn't be He e.”

Her blue eyes rise to meet mine.

“Your father was the reason your Iife went downhill, long before Trey. Instead ofémbracing you, he sent.» you into @ downward spiral. Thats continded when Cassandra came into.your life. Yet you survived, Neah. Fertwenty two years, you: survived everything that was thrown at you.”

Her heart was racing.

You've blown it.’ Aero mutters. “You were too over the top and you have freaked her out.’

She screws her eyes closed and shakes her head. “I’m not.....I'm sorry...I have to go.”

I don’t try to stop her as she flees the room. Aero was right. I had fucked up any chance of making her feel powerful. Told you.’ Aero mumbles, retreating to the back of my mind.

Neah keeps her distance for most of the day. But every time I catch a glimpse of her, she is muttering to herself.

Late in the afternoon, I hear her scream and race through the house to find her in the kitchen. Broken glass surrounded her. A deep cut in her hand that was dripping blood all over the floor.

Pulling her away, I remove the piece of glass out of her deep wound and watch as it quickly heals. The wound disappears in seconds, not even leaving a faint pink mark. It was like it had never been there. Another sign that shows she is an Alpha.

Her blue eyes flash up to mine. “Sorry.” she whispers

“It's fine.” I murmur, turning her hand over in mine. “Before you were bound when you were eighteen, were you always able to heal this quickly?” She nods her head at me. “They hit me," She frowns, "Over and over because the bruises would last a few seconds before fading. Why?"

I sigh, “I know I keep saying it, Neah. But healing this quickly, it's normally because of Alpha blood.

She tugs her hand from mine and shakes her head.

Picking up a piece of glass, I slice it across my own hand for her to see. The wound is gone in seconds. “If it happened to Eric, it would take << longersKlaus's wound took hours to healThis,” I grab her hand again, holding it up to her face. "This is who you are.” Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.