Ch. 236..240: The Alpha Contract Chapter 236-240

Chapter 0236

Mallory

"What an absolute bitch!" I snap to myself in annoyance. How could they come from the same father but be so different.

Damien swings the front door open. He had made sure Neah had returned to Dane before joining me.

"What the fuck was that shit you were playing at?" He demands. "I had to tell Neah that it was my idea for you to be hiding in the fucking trees." "Why did you do that?"

"Because everything you do, she finds suspicious. You are just lucky she believe it. Are you trying to get yourself killed now?"

"No, I just... I thought I could help by keeping watch. No one will let me join in on guard duty so I figured I would do it myself and we all know Rogues and Lycans like trees."

"Why didn't you just tell me what you were doing?"

"Because you probably would have said no. You seem to have forgotten that I used to watch over the Rogues before you. That I would keep an eye out for anyone driving through the town. And it was a good job I was in the trees. Neither of you saw the gun that was stuck down the back of her stupid leather leggings!"

"A gun?" He meets me with the same surprise as when I saw it.

"Yes! Not the first thing that comes to mind for a weapon used by a Lycan, right, but I know what I saw!"

I hold the pot of coffee up to him and gesture if he wants one. He nods, slowly sitting at the table as he absorbs my words.

"You think she was going to kill Neah?"

"I don't know. All I know is that the moment she asked to speak to Neah alone, I had to do something. Neah may still hate me, but if I can prevent her death, I will." I shrug my shoulders. I was tired of trying to prove myself but I will continue to do it as long as I am here and alive. "I appreciate what you did."

"But she doesn't, does she?" I sigh. "I don't know what else I can do, Damien. If I just sit around, I feel like I'm just waiting for the day that Neah decides enough is enough and she is going to have me killed. If I do something, it's wrong. If I don't do anything, it's wrong. I've said it to you many times, but maybe now, now is the time I leave, for good."

"No." His answer is blunt. No reasoning to why he said no. Just the one singular word.

"Damien, you know as well as I do that everyone who has hurt her is dead. She lets very few people into her inner circle because of it. You, Raven, Klaus, Eric and Dane. That's it. I'm literally waiting for the day for her to say 'enough' and have me hung in front of everyone."

"She won't hang you."

"Well you won't be able to stop her, will you. She will just order you to stand down."

"No, I mean she won't hang you. She will have you ripped apart or will pry your heart from your chest."

"Thanks for the vote!" I snap sarcastically

He groans. "Forgiveness isn't easy for some people."

My shoulders drop. "I know, but you are the only one here who likes me. All anyone else can see is what I did years ago. No one here lets me train with them. No one here wants to be my friend except you."

"I've seen you talking to Raven and Klaus."

"Okay maybe Raven, but I think Klaus only talks to me because he is an oddball."

"It's not like you to sound so whiny." Damien cocks a brow at me.

"This is not whining. This is being at the end of my patience. Because unlike other situations, it's not like I can just take her forgiveness from her. It's not a physical object! I have to earn it and I really don't know how." I place his mug in front of him a little harder than I intended and spill coffee on the table. I angrily wipe up the spill. Feeling his dark eyes burn into the side of my face.

"Have you ever considered that it might not actually be about you?" There isn't an ounce of frustration in his tone, unlike mine.

"What are you talking about?"

"The whole time we have been here, what have we learned?"

"That I'm the bitch?!"

He snorts and shakes his head. "She comes from trauma. Not once has she had it easy, ever. And I still believe that we don't know everything. The darkness clings to every ounce of her being, feeding on that trauma, playing with her thoughts and feelings in ways that she probably doesn't even know. You know that."

"And then there is also the possibility that she doesn't know how to deal with someone saying sorry to her. Or maybe she has never heard it from someone who genuinely means it. We both know that sometimes, it's easier to be angry at the world than it is to forgive. And it's ten times harder for her because she is fighting something only she can fight."

 

 

Chapter 0237

"Are you sure you weren't a shrink when you were human?" I muse over my coffee. He always did have this way of seeing things that others couldn't. "I'm sure. What I am saying is don't give up. Not just yet."

"When you went after Salem, I shared a room with Raven. I thought it might open a path for me, but it just seemed to make her hate me more." "Ravens her friend."

"I know that."

"It's possible that she thought she was losing her friend to you."

I roll my eyes. "What kind of high school crap is that?"

He laughs. "That's exactly where you are missing the point."

I frown at his words and blow out my cheeks. Sometimes, it was really frustrating just how right he was. "Can you get her to meet with me? You could be there too."

"I can ask her, but I'm not making any promises."

I give him a small smile, grateful that he was at least trying

Once he has finished his coffee, he leaves to check on Dorothy. Once again leaving me alone. How was it possible to feel lonelier in a pack full of Wolves than what it was when we were living in the derelict town? Refilling my mug with coffee, I take it out to the front door and sit on the cool stones that formed my tiny porch.

People walk past and even when I put my hand up, they don't acknowledge me, acting like I don't exist. I did the same thing most days and each day, I lost a little more of the hope that I had found somewhere I could belong. Klaus leans into my line of sight, waving a hand at me. "You okay?"

"I will be." I mutter

He walks up to me anyway. His frame shadowing mine as he blocks out what's left of the evening sun.

"Fancy a walk?" He asks, his deep green eyes wide and expectant.

"You don't need to feel sorry for me."

He seems surprised by my response and almost a little offended. "I don't. Now that I'm not really needed, I've got some freetime." I roll my eyes as he fixes his man bun. "If you don't want to walk, I can keep you company." He doesn't even wait for an answer, plonking himself down onto the stone next to me. "I heard you were watching in the trees."

"News travels fast." I mutter, swigging the last of my coffee

"It's a pack. It's generally what happens."

"Is that why you keep yourself to yourself?" I ask, not really interested in his choice of conversation.

"Yes."

"If I kept myself to myself, they would probably be at my door with pitchforks."

He nods his head in agreement.

"You are not supposed to agree." I snap

"I can't disagree when I agree." He smirks at me which seems to brighten his deep green eyes. "I know what they are like."

"Did you want to be Beta?" I ask curiously. He had stepped into the role because Eric was drowning himself in alcohol every day. But now Damien had accepted, Klaus seemed to mooch around the grounds more.

"Yes and No. Damien is perfect for the role. He has Neah's best interests at heart." He smiles to himself. "He challenges Dane when no one else will. His human past makes him a good asset. If I had been a permanent Beta, I would never be able to research as much as I do."

"What are you researching?"

He screws his face up, "Lycans."

"You know you have two right here who you can ask."

"No offence, but I'm looking for information on Lycans by blood." He adds. "And Neah can't answer my questions. After all, it was me who discovered that she is a Lycan."

"You?"

"No need to sound so surprised."

"Sorry." I mumble. "It's just, even back then, before I was bitten, I knew what Cassandra and the others were. How did she not?"

"She believed she was a Wolf. It's only when she started sharing information Dane realised things didn't add up."

I sigh, feeling the weight of the guilt in my heart.

They were cruel to her and I had just stood back and let them carry on, right up until I attacked her. Betrayed by the very family who were supposed to protect her. It really should not have been a surprise that she wouldn't forgive me. "She didn't trust me to start with." He adds like he had read my mind.

"She didn't?"

He smiles again. "Dane brought her to my house for her first tutoring session. She panicked because I stood behind her, helping her with her words. Fear of being hit, fear of the unknown. It put her on edge." ""What did you do?"

"I gave her a little space. I talked to her. Told her how I ended up in the pack. We have something in common. I was bound when I was a kid too."

"You were?"

"A long story, but yes. I think knowing that I had something in common with her was what helped her relax."

"I don't have anything in common with her."

"Are you sure about that?"

 

Chapter 0238

Hi everyone, I hope you are all well and good.

You have all just reads Mallory's chapter and I hope you have enjoyed it. Originally, Mallory wasn't going to have a POV and I have done this as a bit of a one off due to so many requests but if you would like to see more from her, please let me know. Thank you to all those who are leaving reviews, gems, comments and predictions. I enjoy reading them as much as writing the story.

There will be no update tomorrow, 6th May. It is a bank holiday in the UK and I will be taking the day to spend with family, but I will be back on the 7th.

 

Chapter 0239

Neah

Standing over the empty cribs in the nursery, I still wasn't happy that the twins would be sleeping in here tonight. Though I knew it was in their best interests, it still hurt.

"I thought I would find you here." Damiens deep voice echoes around me, making the room feel emptier than what it is. "You know I'm on duty tonight."

I spin around to look at him with wide eyes. "You are?"

"Dane thought you would feel more comfortable if it were me. You know I won't let anyone hurt them."

"Thanks." I mumble.

"Plus I can keep an eye on Dottie."

"The nightmares are getting worse again, aren't they?" I had heard her last night. Whimpers of desperation that she couldn't explain.

He nods his head and sighs.

"She's young. She has a loving father." He rolls his eyes at my words. Almost seven months on and he still wasn't used to his new role. "She has the chance to grow up surrounded by people who adore her. It will become a distant memory." He leans against the door frame and folds his arms. "She's got a chance that you never had."

I smile sadly. She really was lucky that Damien had found her and not another asshole. Though he never did get a chance to find out if Salem had known she was in the bar.

"Were you looking for me?" I ask, remembering what he first said.

"I was."

""Why?"

He furrows his brow, choosing his next words carefully. "Blair had a gun."

"I didn't see a gun."

"Mallory said it was shoved down the back of her leather leggings. That's why she jumped down from the tree when she did. She thought you were going to get shot." "She told you that?"

He dips his chin and waits for me to say something else. When I don't say anything, he tells me that Mallory was just trying to help.

"Like the time she tried to help Cassandra?" The spite rolls off my tongue.

"She's never forgiven herself for that. She has killed others, but she has never forgiven herself for what she did to you." "Good."

"She can't change the past, Neah. None of us can."

His words stab my heart. Dane had said the exact same thing. Telling me could only make a better future. "You think I should forgive her?"

"I think you should at least listen to her. Then if you still don't like her. She will leave." I could see it in his face that he hated the idea of her leaving. "I can be there if it makes you feel comfortable." "No."

"Neah she's trying....."

"No, I mean, I will go but I don't want you there."

He raises an eyebrow at me, "Are you sure?"

"I will talk with her tomorrow."

'And then she can leave.' Nyx murmurs. I don't repeat her words as Damien walks away with a smile.

****

It felt impossible to relax. Like I shouldn't be allowed to. The boys hadn't stirred so far, sleeping heavily as Damien and another guard hovers outside their door.

"They are fine." Dane mutters, pulling me toward the bathtub. His lips catch my jawline, inching along my chin towards the mark on my neck. "You need to relax." He murmurs, sending his breath fanning across my skin and igniting every nerve ending. He steps back, watching me. "Now take off your clothes." Pulling the sweatshirt up over my head, a smile spreads across his face. His crimson eyes alight with hunger and desire.

I keep my eyes locked with his as I slowly push down my leggings and panties and step out of them.

""Get in." He orders.

Stepping into the hot water, I let out a gasp. The heat was always a comfort, draining the worries from me.

Hugging my knees to my chest, I close my eyes, letting everything fall away when he steps in behind me. His legs slide down either side of mine as he pulls me back against his solid chest. His hardened length is already pressing against my lower back.

His teeth catch my earlobe, sucking it into his mouth as his hands cup my breasts. Thumbs brush over my hardened nipples followed by a quick pinch as his lips move from my ear to my neck, drawing a quiet moan from my throat as he sucks on the mark he gave me. Tipping my head back on his shoulder, his lips roughly find mine. He sucks in my bottom lip, dragging his teeth along it before releasing me.

 

Chapter 0240

Grabbing my jaw with one of his hands, he keeps my face tipped towards his as his other hand slips beneath the surface of the water, diving to that sweet spot between my thighs.

"Dane." I whisper as he drags a finger across my folds, igniting the dull ache in my core.

The corners of his lips curl up as his hand firmly cups my pussy. "What do you want?" "I want you." I murmur back.

He makes a singular stroke that sends my nerves wild and automatically my hips are pushing up against his hand, desperate for more than just a stroke. My movements send water crashing over the side of the tub and his grip on my pussy tightens to still me. Staring into his crimson eyes, "I want more.".

His finger slides in a little further but nothing more. It was so agonisingly slow and something told me he knew exactly what he was doing.

"Please." I whisper.

His crimson eyes stay locked on mine. He doesn't say anything, but flicks his finger a little.

My patience growing thin, I slide my own hand down into the water, forcing it under his and start circling my own clit.

His eyes narrow as he gazes at me. He loved it when I played with myself. But he loved it more when he could see every inch of me.

My mouth drops as a low groan rumbles through me and he pushes a second finger inside.

"Oh Dane." My hips buck against our hands but he keeps his fingers slow and steady as I throbbed around them.

Suddenly, he drives a third finger into me. My core clenches as I try to hold back the orgasm building inside of me. It doesn't work and I'm shattering around him, rocking my hips as the orgasm runs its course.

He pulls me around, ignoring the water as more sloshes over the side. His cock is pressed against my pussy as he pulls me in closer for a kiss. Locking his hands in my dark hair, his tongue dips between my lips, exploring my mouth.

Lifting my hips, I slide my wetness up and down the length of his throbbing cock, letting my juices coat him before positioning him against my entrance.

Gripping my hips, he slams me down on his length, not even giving me a chance to adjust, forcing a squeal of pain and pleasure from me as he fills me.

"You are so fucking sexy." He growls as his fingers dig into my hips and he thrusts upwards, smiling as my jaw drops.

Holding onto his shoulders, I slowly guide myself up and down his length, feeling his cock jerk everytime I slammed down against his base. He had been agonisingly slow at fingering me, it was only fair I repeat the process as I ride him.

He tries to speed it up by thrusting into me, but I keep myself steady, staying seated on him for longer each time he tries.

"Do I need to bend you over?" He mutters in a dark tone.

"You had your fun, now let me have mine." I muse

A dark grin spreads across his face. He pulls my hands from his shoulders, pinning my wrists behind my back and holding them there with just one large hand. His other hand finds my clit, his thumb makes small circles against my swollen bud as I begin to bounce on his cock.

My eyes roll back as the desperate ache inside me grows. Both of us seem to be holding on, waiting for the other to climax.

"Fuck Neah." He growls as I slam down on him over and over. Biting on my bottom lip, I try to hold on as I teeter on the edge. Releasing my wrists, his hands settle on my hips as he slams me down harder and harder.

"Dane, fuck!" My head tips back

"Let me see those pretty blue eyes!" he demands. Turning my face to him, I couldn't focus, everything falls away as I hit euphoria. He rocks his hips, filling me with his cum as he pulls me flush against him.

Our heavy breathing is matched as I relax into him and he runs his fingers through my wet hair.

I had a smile plastered to my face and not just because of the sex. He had this ability to make me feel that everything was okay.