Ch. 206..210: The Alpha Contract Chapter 206-210

Chapter 0206

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"Are you done? Because right now, you are acting like a child, not like the man I have grown to know. So what if you were seen." I pour myself another glass of wine. Watching Jenson fidget. If he was always like this, I could see why his brother grew tired of him. I could put up with it for how good he is in bed. He certainly knows how to satisfy my needs, unlike so many other men.

He moves to the balcony, peering out between the curtains.

"Trust me, I would know if we were followed. My best guess is that he has probably run back to the pack to tell that big brother of yours that he saw you."

"What if he saw you? Are you not bothered?"

"Oh he did." I shrug my shoulders unphased. He really was getting his balls in a twist over this.

His head flips back over his shoulders. Those dark eyes wide as he stares at me. "What are you talking about?"

"He was watching you tell me that he had seen you. Moments before I told you to get in my car."

"You didn't do anything."

"I didn't think he was the target. Didn't you want to protect that precious sister of yours?"

"Does he know what you are?" He asks me carefully, ignoring my question. His ideas were starting to shift a little.

"Depends. Is he able to separate the scent of Lycans and Wolves?"

He nods at me. His hair falling down into his eyes. He quickly brushes it out the way. He really did need a haircut. New clothes too. Maybe I could shape him into my right hand man. But not while he walks around looking like a homeless bum. i needed to sort that out. "Then he knows."

"That's not a good thing." Jenson looks alarmed.

"Chill the fuck out." I snap. "They don't know who I am and they won't until it's too late."

"They will work it out."

"Fat chance." I take another swig of wine and hold my glass out for him to refill.

He takes the glass and I watch his body language change. His shoulders are pulled up. His jaw gritted as his cheek pulsates.

"Is there something else that you should have told me, Jenson? You know I appreciate all the information."

He freezes as the wine flows from the bottle.

"I asked you what your connection is to Neah." He mumbles "And you wouldn't tell me."

"And you have asked me multiple times since." I run my tongue along my teeth, warning him not to push it. I have no intention of telling him, not yet.

"You look like her."

"WHAT?!" I'm on my feet, glaring at him. My hands balled into fists on either side of my body.

I shake my head, both amused and amazed. "That's how you found me. You saw I looked like her."

He doesn't answer me, but his hand is firmly gripped around the wine bottle. He could try and throw it at me, though I can guarantee I'm faster than him and he will be dead before he even lets go of the bottle. "What about the name, Lone Wolf? Where did you hear that?"

"I had heard of it being used in another bar. I took a gamble. I saw you were sitting alone. I saw how the others appeared to fear you. I saw the blood lingering on your fingers."

He was smarter than he looked. "And you used the name Kitson."

"Another gamble."

I laugh. A rarity and I really had to give him credit. It was a ballsy gamble that could have gotten him killed.

Sitting back on the sofa, I park my stilettos on the coffee table in front of me and watch him visibly relax. He lowers the wine bottle and brings me the glass.

"What exactly was your role in Black Shadow, other than being big Alpha's little brother?"

"I was the Gamma."

This just keeps getting better and better.

"So you have a head for war?" I was starting to understand why he couldn't just attack the pack himself. He already knew he would lose without help. He nods

I take another swig of my wine. "How much do I look like her?" I had never seen her. I just knew that I never got a chance at living my best life because she did.

He kept telling me her life wasn't what I thought it was, but I didn't believe that shit. Daddy dearest had chosen her and her mother over me and mine. All because her mother carried Alpha blood that same blood ran through Neah's veins. ""Well?" I demand

His eyes scan me. "You don't dress like her, that's for sure." He pauses on my cleavage. "And your tits are bigger, but other than the eyes, you are identical. If anyone from Black Shadow looked at you quickly, they would think you were her."

Chapter 0207

"Is that who you thought about when you fucked me last night?" I muse, unfastening a shirt button. "Why would I need her when I have you?" He growls

His lips meet my jaw and he makes quick work on my remaining buttons, ripping open my shirt.

"You are decisive. You know what you want." He whispers in my ear. His hot breath fanning over my skin as his fingers tease my painfully hard nipples. "And you aren't afraid to take what's yours."

His lips graze mine as a hand moves to my throat. He squeezes as he pulls me up from the sofa and a growl comes from my chest, making him smile.

"So what do you want?" I whisper. I had been asking him multiple times to make a choice, loved ones will get hurt and he won't have a choice about. "Tell me."

His free hand slides inside my leather pants and thong. His hand cupping my pussy as he strokes a finger over my clit.

"I want what's mine."

"Are you sure about that?" My eyes stay glued to his and I see a flutter of something I hadn't seen in him. A desire, a hunger. I had finally gotten through to him.

He drives two fingers into me and I bite back the moan. A third finger stretches me a little more. But I wasn't giving him the satisfaction of hearing me moan, not until he gives me the answer.

His fingers work like magic, building me up until I feel a fire in the pit of my stomach. It was getting harder and harder to hold it back and he knew that. He knew my body so. fucking. well.

My entire body clenches as his grip on my throat tightens, cutting off the oxygen filling my lungs.

"Show me it's what you want." I splutter.

His lips hit mine again. The muffled moans were seeping through. A dark smile appears on his face as he hits the spot, over and over. "Then scream my fucking name!"

My pussy tightens around his fingers as his hand releases my throat. "Jenson!" I gasp almost falling into him

He holds me upright as I ride the wave that rolls through me, keeping his fingers still as my hips roll against his hand.

"Take your clothes off." He mutters, not even giving me a chance to enjoy finishing the high.

Slowly, I remove my leather pants and my thong, watching him take off his own clothes. His cock already fiercely erected. A thick vein travels up the length of it and I lick my lips, there was just something about the taste of his cock that is so satisfying. Unhooking my bra, he slides his hands over the swell of my breasts, his lips trailing over my neck. "What would you say if I claimed you?" He mutters

"I would say you needed to deal with your grief first." I had never been interested in being claimed and certainly not by a Wolf.

He drags his teeth along my neck and I freeze. I wasn't normally so vulnerable, but here and now, I was putty in his hands.

He grabs the back of my hair and forces me over the side of the sofa, slapping my ass as he drives my legs apart.

He rubs the tip of his cock against my dripping pussy. "You want this as much as I want revenge."

Forcing my ass back against him, his cock slips inside of me a little and he slaps my ass again. Sending pain and delight through me.

He reaches around, circling my swollen clit.

"I could do this to you everyday if you let me claim you."

I let out a moan as he brings his hand upwards, circling my nipples with my own slick.

He forces himself into me, holding me tightly as I buck against him. He was wide and long, filling my entire hole.

"So fucking good." He grumbles from behind, slowly rocking back and forth, driving his large cock into me over and over.

The moans leak out of my mouth in breathless gasps. The fire was growing and as I start to tighten around him again he drives harder and harder, rocking me so my nipples rub against the fabric of the sofa. His nails dig into my hips as his own desperation builds. "Fuck Jenson!" I growl begging to be sent over the edge.

He pumps once more, my back arches as his name tears from my mouth. Seconds later he fills me with his load.

He falls forward on my back, plying my neck with slow tantalising kisses

"Oh, I more than want it, Blair Kitson."

Chapter 0208

"My Daddy said that you are not like me." Dorothy mutters with her face scrunched up as she doodles.

Damien was back and was currently in the office with Dane. Raven had come to find us but was now moving back and forth, chewing on a hang nail.

I eye her suspiciously, while Dorothy keeps asking me questions

"No Dorothy, I'm not like you. I'm like Damien."

"Daddy?"

I nod as she wrinkles her face up. As far as I was aware Damien hadn't told her he was a Lycan.

"Raven."

She freezes and looks at me. "I can't talk about it," she murmurs

"Did you.... Did you see Salem?" It was still worrying that no one had seen him. Maybe someone had killed him and I wouldn't have to deal with that anymore. That would be a miracle. "No." She answers at lightning speed

"Who's Salem?" Dorothy asks from the kitchen table.

She was still busy doodling but was obviously listening.

"You don't need to worry about that." I smile

Raven glares at me, but what did she want me to do? Tell the six year old that the monster that killed all the people holding her hostage was Salem?

"Grown up stuff." I add. She shrugs her shoulders and scribbles harder.

"Okay....okay... I can't take this anymore." She runs her hands through her dark hair, chewing on her bottom lip as she stares at me. "I saw Jenson." "Oh, is... is he okay?"

"I don't know. I didn't speak to him."

I was about to hug her. I knew she had struggled with the loss of her twin and was still struggling. Even if she would never admit it.

"Damien followed him. He was with another woman."

I snort, "Well that took less time than I thought." He hadn't been able to do anything with Jess because of her age and the mate bond. Yet we all know he can't keep his dick in his pants. "Who? Do I know them?" "I'm not supposed to tell you."

"Raven, you are starting to freak me out. I don't like secrets, you know that."

"Damien said she looked like you." The words tumble from her mouth as though they were burning through her lips. They come out hushed and fast.

"I mean, it's not hard. Lots of people have hair like mine."

She shakes her head at me. "Maybe it's better if Damien explains it to you."

"Raven, please." I murmur. I hated being kept in the dark

'Maybe....' Nyx starts

'Not you.' I shut her down. Me and my Lycan were still not on proper speaking terms and I actually felt better for it.

Raven's dark eyes lock with mine. "He said she was practically identical to you."

"What are you saying? That I have another family member out there? Another Lycan?"

"You really should speak to Dane and Damien. I will stay here with Dorothy."

I pause with my hand on the door and look back over my shoulder at her. She mouths 'I'm sorry.'

I was too. I had been dragged through enough lies and secrets and hated every bit of it. Yet Dane still insisted on keeping things from me.

Waddling down the hallway to the office. I can hear both Dane and Damiens heated discussion. Deciding when the best time would be to tell me.

"It's not fair to keep it from her." Damien snaps

"She is my mate. I'm just trying to keep her safe." Dane retorts.

"Isn't it easier to be safe if she knows what she is dealing with?" Damien asks "She is the only female Alpha and now there is someone roaming the streets that looks just like her. Do you know how many scenarios have gone through my head?"

"Look. We still don't know who she is." I could imagine Dane was on his feet, glaring at Damien. He was so caught up in the argument that he hadn't even picked up on my scent, hovering outside the door.

"Jenson probably went to her because she looks like Neah." Dane sighs. "He is like a child, always wanting what he can't have. He has tried fighting me for the Alpha spot several times He has tried fighting Eric for the Beta position. But instead he lost and he chose to fuck Erics wife. Did he even seem sorry that the kids, his kids, are dead?"

Chapter 0209

There's silence and my guess is that Damien is shaking his head.

There are only a few things that Jenson actually cares about. One, his position in the pack. Two, getting laid. Three, stirring up crap when he doesn't need to. And finally four, his sister. How they were so different was beyond me.

My hand pauses on the door, seconds from knocking when the door is opened. Dane stares at me with his beautiful crimson eyes, concerned etched in his face.

"Is it true?" I whisper as the dull ache grows in the pit of my stomach

Damien frowns, "We don't know who she is. We don't know if it means anything that she is with Jenson. We don't know if she is aware of you."

I nod my head as the pain spreads to my lower spine. I grit my teeth, trying to ignore it. I knew Dane could feel it this time. He pulls me around, pressing his warmth into my back. Cupping the underside of my bump with his large hands, he lifts a little. The relief is beyond amazing, especially when your back constantly aches.

I feel the gush, soaking my underwear and trickling down my leg.

"Dane." I murmur. "They're coming."

There's panic and excitement as Dane helps me into his office. He was the excited one, I couldn't get excited. Raven had said I had more than a month left.

"It's too early." I'm almost crying

"Rumour has it, Lycan babies grow quicker." Damien mutters in between calling for Raven.

She appears with Dorothy and Damien swoops her up into his arms. "You are not old enough to see this."

"She's having a baby?" Dorothy asks

"She's having two." He tells her as he hurries her out of sight

****

I stare in amazement at both of my sons. Wrapped up tightly in their blankets and propped up on a pillow on my lap.

The first born was a miniature Dane, crimson eyes and all. The second born had blue eyes like me. But what I'm hit with is overwhelming love. My heart literally feels like it's going to explode. Why hadn't my own parents felt that? Instead they had felt the need to bind me. Dane was still sat behind me. His legs either side of mine from helping me give birth. He kisses my cheek, not caring that I was a sweaty mess. "You did brilliantly."

"Are you happy?" I whisper. I knew how much he wanted an heir and now he had two.

He runs a finger softly over each of the boys faces, marvelling at his own sons. "Perfect."

I could feel his grin without looking at him. His happiness was exploding from him too.

Raven checks each of the boys over, giving them the all clear. "Damien was right. They do appear to be fully developed pups." She hands the eldest back to me. He stirs but stays asleep.

"Do you have names?"

My eyes widen as I stare at Dane, names were not even something I had thought about. Why hadn't I thought about our pups needing names?

Dane kisses me again, "There's plenty of time."

****

Everyone wanted to meet them. The first few days passed in a blur as the pack came one by one to pay their respects and honestly, it was exhausting. Dane assured me that it is common practice. There are new heirs. Heirs that have been long awaited and everyone wanted to see the pack's future.

I look over at Dane as Damien escorts another pack member out of the office. He was cradling our eldest, Logan. "Please tell me that's everyone." I was more than exhausted, twins weren't easy.

Dane kept offering to bring a nanny in, but I refused. I wasn't having kids and then letting someone else raise them.

My eyes drift down to a wriggly Evrin. He was already trying to get himself in position for a feed.

Dane loves watching me feed the twins, telling me that he finds it mesmerising. I knew what it really was. He was desperate to have me after I had refused him for so long.

I smile at him, enjoying the happiness that I hadn't felt in so long. Correction. I don't think I have ever felt this happy, ever. It was a world away from where I came from.

Chapter 0210

Six months later Neah

My eyes flicker to the clock as cries echo through the bedroom. Nudging Dane, he doesn't budge. He is out cold on the bed and doesn't stir even when the twins' cries grow.

Dragging myself from the bed, I creep towards their cribs. I don't even know why I'm creeping at this point, they are already awake, it was just Dane that was sleeping.

The moment I pull them into my arms, the tears stop. I settle into the large armchair in front of the window as both boys snuggle into me. The cuddles made the sleepless nights worth it. But I still watched.

Every night I was awake and alone with the boys, I found myself watching the grounds. Waiting.

It had been almost nine months since we had seen Salem and six months since the news broke that there was someone else that looked like me.

Damien and Raven returned to the city often to look for Jenson and the woman, though they never saw them again.

I should be grateful, but it just put me more on edge. What were they planning? Would they turn up here with an army? Would they come for my sons?

'I will protect us.' Nyx mutters quietly

'I know.' I murmur

It had taken my Lycan a long time to give in. To let me figure things out for myself instead of constantly putting ideas into my head. To keep me away from that ever shadowing darkness. Now we were more like when she first appeared. Talking to me and accepting my decisions.

I don't bother to look when I hear Dane get up. He always felt guilty when he sleeps through their cries, but I let him off tonight. He had been on a pack run.

"Sorry." He murmurs, close to my ear and lifts Evrin from my chest with a yawn. "You are watching again?"

I nod, "Gut feeling."

"There has been nothing in months. Everything is as it should be." I know he is trying to reassure me, but that gut feeling never fades. The same around Mallory. She still makes me feel.... Off. "I like to watch." I mutter

"And I would like it if my mate spent the entire night in bed with me." He mutters with a smile because he knew that wasn't going to happen even if I wasn't watching over the grounds. The longest the twins slept for was a few hours. "How was the pack run?" I ask, changing the subject.

Every full moon in the last few months, I fought between wanting to go and wanting to stay here with the twins. My need to be with the twins outweighed it everytime, but that was mostly because I had become afraid to shift. He knew that, but he never pushed. Though he thought it would help me gain more control.

Maybe I would when I feel like the darkness isn't going to suck me right under.

He smiles at me. "No change."

It was his way of telling me everything is normal in the forest, but his words just seem to make my gut feeling grow. I clutch Logan a little tighter and he lets out a little moan of content.

Dane moves over to the crib, carefully lowering in a sleeping Evrin. He then takes Logan from me, repeating the process.

"Come back to bed." He whispers, pulling me from the armchair

"Something is off." I mutter

"Your mind is doing that thing again." He speaks softly, leading me to the bed and sliding in after me. His arm loops my waist, pulling me in against him as he leaves a lingering kiss on my lips. "You need to sleep." "The twins...."

"Are asleep."

"But what if...."

"We have it covered." He runs his fingers through my hair when he suddenly stops. Looking at him, I see his eyes are glazed.

"Now?" He snaps in annoyance

'What's going on?' Nyx asks

'I don't know.'

Dane gets out of bed, pulling on a pair of shorts. "Stay with the twins. I will wake Damien to come and stay with you."

"What's happening?"

"I am not a hundred percent sure."

He hurries out of the room and minutes later a sleepy Damien appears. "Do you know why I'm being asked to guard you?"

"He got a link and then left."

"That's all he said?"

"Yep." I pop the p in frustration. After everything, we agreed that sharing information was vital, especially as it helped to keep my mind from spiralling.

Raven appears and immediately leans over the cribs to eye up the boys. She was more than in love with her nephews and made sure that everyone knew it. "Aren't they so cute when they sleep?!" she whispers happily. I think I had heard that exact phrase, every single day since they had been here.

"Raven, let them sleep." Damien mutters, sensing my frustration and pulls Raven away from them.

He turns his head towards the open door, frowning.

"What is it?" Raven demands

"Lycan I think." He frowns

I make a break for the door, but he grabs hold of me, pulling me back, farther into the room.

"It's not Salem." He mutters to me as if he knew exactly what I was thinking. "But it is a familiar scent."

"If it's not Salem, how did they get through?" Dane has guards everywhere.

I look over to my sleeping children. The need to protect them was on another level. I would die for them, I would kill for them.