The Alpha’s Contract

"I think I understand. You want to do it to support Neah, but you don't want to be in a place of position in the pack." It was something I had questioned myself over when Dane asked me to become his Beta, so I understood. "It's partly that. I just... I don't understand why now? Do you think she was planning on it when she asked me all those questions yesterday?"

"Maybe." Neah hadn't confirmed or denied it when I asked. "What do you think about taking down White Cliffs?"

"Do you think she actually wants that?"

"Something I have learned about Neah is that she rarely says things without meaning it. You share a grandfather who tried to have her kidnapped. How do you feel about that?"

"He shouldn't have done it. It's not how families should be."

"A Witch is working with your grandfather. They sent Silas to collect her. Neah hasn't said it to me, but it's clear she wants the Witch and her grandfather dead, and maybe she just wants your help with that."

She sits up and frowns at me. "Like some sort of temporary Beta? Do you think she will agree to that?"

"I'm sure you can negotiate terms."

Her head slowly moves up and down. "But what if... what if I become a Rogue?"

"That's what you are afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of many things. Cooper always said I was a beast. Bloodthirsty and a pack's worst nightmare." "Cooper liked to prey on people, doesn't mean it's true. Besides, I will make sure that doesn't happen."

""You can't..."

I pull her on my lap. "I came back from it. A few of us stopped Neah from going down that path. I will do everything possible to keep you from crossing to that place."

She loops her arms around my neck, pulling herself tightly against my chest. "I wish I had met you years ago. You help me see things more clearly." She presses her soft lips to mine, arching her back as she pushes her breasts into me. Our kiss deepens just as the front door swings open.

"Assholes!" Silas tuts, only stopping when he sees us. "Sorry. I will go."

"Don't bother. You've killed the moment." Samara snaps as she climbs off of me. She presses her lips to my cheek. "I'm going to go and speak to Neah."

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"No. I can do this."

"You really should use the bedroom," Silas comments as Samara closes the door. "Anyone can walk in."

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stand. "Are you

who the assholes

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are

"I offered to help keep watch on the gates."

"They told you no?" I ask, already knowing why they refused.

He dips his chin at me. "I take it from your tone, it doesn't surprise you, does it?"

"I hate to tell you this, but do you really think they are going to allow that to happen? You are under a

spell that is yet to be completely

hat-is

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broken, one that screws around with your memory. You were sent to collect Neah and take her back to White Cliffs. You are Dane's twin. Don't call them assholes when they are protecting their pack."

He drops into a chair with a scowl. "Is it true?"

""Is what true?"

"Neah and Dane. They have four children? Not just the one she was pregnant with?"

He was going to figure out the truth eventually. I'm just surprised it had taken him so long to see it. "Yes."

"Two sets of twins?"

"Yes. Who told you?"

"That one that doesn't like Samara. I think her name is Blair."

"Blair?" What a fucking surprise.

Silas nods. "Neah's half-sister, right?"

"I wouldn't call her that if I were you."

He frowns, "Why didn't you tell me? Because of Thalia"

I nod, "And for the same reason they won't let you help on the gates."

"It would have been nice for my boys....." He trails off, shaking his head as he frowns and closes his eyes. "My boys are not real."

"And that's exactly why no one will

let you help. You may want to bet

you are far from ready. Now, if you will excuse me, Dottie's teacher is linking me."