Filed to story: The Alphas Contract Novel by Taylor West >>
She’s sat in the large armchair in front of the window of our bedroom. The twins are cuddled into each side of her as she reads them a story. I recognised the book too. It was one of the first that Klaus had given to Neah to help her learn to read.
A children’s book about animals. It had been flung across the room multiple times when she struggled.
Her eyes flicker up to me, but she continues to read as though shem never once struggled.
Both boys are asleep by the tshe is finished. She closes the book and smiles atwhile hugging them tighter but her smile slowly fades. “What’s happened?” “Salems dead.”
“That’s good isn’t it?” “Blair killed him.” X
Blair Alpha Ryan will call Alpha Dane to tell him that the Rogue is dead. He might even have already done it before we had even left Ashburn city.
It would blow mine and Jensons cover considering i told him and Neah that I hadn’t seen Jenson for months, but it will be worth it because his death should confuse them.
Maybe I could put a spin on it, make Neah and her mate believe I did it for them, to make them think they could trust me. They would be fucking stupid if they fell for it, but sometimes, its the simple ideas that work. I just needed to get close enough to turn her world upside down.
“I still can’t believe you just shot him.” Jenson is muttering more to himself than me. His dark eyes settle on me. “He can’t heal and cback?” “No one can when their brains have exploded out the back of their head.” I smile. It always broughtsuch great joy.
He places my dinner down in front ofand slides into the chair opposite me. “Do you always shoot them? It’s just…guns are rarely used in packs.” “I’m not in a pack. The gun is a last resort.” I add. “I prefer to slice them and rip them apart, but Rogues predict that.” He doesn’t say anymore as he starts to shove roast chicken into his mouth. We really were worlds apart, but he had gotten to the point where I just couldn’t let him go. What the fuck was wrong with me? “Can I ask you something?” He mutters with a mouthful “You don’t normally hold back.” “Why didn’t you shift? Do you ever shift? Because I have never seen you in Lycan form. You’ve seen my Wolf. You know about Aspen. But I still don’t know that much about you, other than your ability to ride my cock.” “That’s more than one question.” I smirk, “But I will play along. There wasn’t a need forto shift. There rarely is. I have better control in human form.” “You lose control?” “Eat your dinner.” He pauses over his potatoes, eyeballingbut chooses not to say anything. And he doesn’t bring it up again for the rest of the evening.
In bed, he lays with his hand resting just above my pussy. Deep snores echo against my neck where his face is currently pressed.
I hadn’t let anyone get this close toever. To even consider that there was a possibility ofhaving a partner for life had always seemed like a dream or maybe a nightmare. Though his questions at dinner had maderealise he was getting too close. Bringing up things I never talked about. A past that was long buried and one that I wanted to stay buried.
Would he even understand, given what happened to his first mate? Maybe it was tto let him go.
His lips graze my neck and his hand moves further south, cupping my pussy. “Why are you still awake?” He whispers in the dark, his breath fanning out over my skin. “Did I not fuck you enough earlier?”
He slides the tip of his finger across my folds. My arousal speaks for itself. I part my legs a little to give et him better access, but he continues at an agonisingly slow and steady pace of stroking his finger back and forth. I push my hips up towards his hand and still the rhythm doesn’t change.
“I want more, Blair.” He mutters against my neck as his lips leave tantalising kisses behind.
“More?” I whisper back, thrown by his demand.
“I want you to be mine.” His teeth scrape against my skin and I still. Claimingmeans more than just being his partner. It means being tied to him for life. Knowing my every thought, including my past. A past that goes so much deeper than my father abandoningand my mother.
I slide out from under his hand. As much as I could do with a goodm fucking just couldn’t let him mark me. Peter Grill CH/F-PSE
“Seriously?” He asks with a raised brow, bringing his fingers to his mouth to taste my juices that covered them.
“You have made it very clear that you wantto be your mate.” I mutter, pulling on a pair of workout leggings. “I’m not ready.” Shit, wrong choice of words.
“Every day that you don’t letclaim you, we risk the chance of finding our actual mates. And then we won’t stand a chance. When will you be ready, Blair? Six months, a year, five years? You know we are good together.” “Don’t push it!” I snarl through gritted teeth “And I’ve travelled the world, my mate doesn’t exist!” “Are you scared, is that what it is?” I pause as I pull on my workout top. “Scared? You think I’m scared.” “Something is holding you back!” He snaps at me. “Every moment that I think this is it. That I have found someone I can be with. You throw it back in my face.” “Right, let’s say you do mark me. What happens when I die? What I do doesn’t guarantee my life, Jenson? You could markand I could die tomorrow. Do you really want to lose another mate?” I know I was deflecting. But he wasn’t ready for the truth. I grab the yoga mat and strut towards the door. “Where are you going?” He asks “To fucking work out. Is that okay with you?!” I was so angry. Why did he always have to push? Why did I let him get away with so much shit? Any other man would be buried six feet under if they tried to pull the scrap.
Just as I flick out the mat, he appears. His arms folded across his wide chest as he leans against the doorframe, naked.
“I make you feel something that you’ve never felt before, don’t I?” I jab the headphones in his direction and abruptly pull them over my head, silencing him, but it doesn’t make him leave.
Ten minutes into my yoga session, I rip the headphones off. “You think you know everything Jenson.” “I never claimed to.” He frowns “And I don’t see what your problem is. We want the sthings. We enjoy each other and I know the very idea ofbeing with someone else puts you in a bad mood. That’s why you walk away.” “No it isn’t.” “Then what are you not telling me? I’m sure I can handle it. Is it something to do with Neah and your father?” “No.” His brow dips as he tries to think of another reasonable explanation. The sad thing was, he had missed all the clues. Clues that I hadn’t intentionally told him, but ones that slipped out when talking about other things.
He steps forward, taking my hands in his. “I can handle it. Whatever it is. We can figure it out if it means you are mine and I am yours.” Stepping away from him, I feel my stomach tying itself up in knots, something I hadn’t felt since I was a kid. He was the only person to makefeel like this. The only person to see something other than the hardened exterior.
“You might want to put sclothes on.” I sigh. Someone would find out eventually. It might as well be him.
“I’m good.” He goes to sit his bare ass on my sofa.
“You will probably leave. So you might as well be prepared.
He goes to say something, but decides against it and heads back to back the bedroom, Returning in a white tee and ssweatpants. He settles onto the sofa with a smile like a kid waiting for santa.
“Jenson, have you not worked out how I know why it’s easy The to kill m Rogues? “I just assit’s years of training and practice.” I try another tactic, “You askedwhy I don’t shift.” “You mentioned control.” Could he really not see what I was trying to tell him? “Jenson, I was a Rogue.”
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