Ch. 276..280: The Alpha Contract Chapter 276-280

Chapter 0276

She nods. "Dane told him to stay where I could see him. He has done."

I watch other Wolves stop to observe him. Abraxas doesn't acknowledge them, like he is in his own little world. He moves with precision and ease, probably following training patterns that he had mastered over the years. "I don't like him."

"You don't like anyone." she smirks at me and takes a sip of water from her bottle. "But I get what you mean. He's strange. His movements, his words. How can someone know things like he does?"

"They don't. It's normally a result of research and watching, or he paid someone for information."

"Hmm."

"You think it's something else."

"I don't know what to think." She mutters and pulls her bottom lip between her teeth. "Dane wouldn't have left him if he thought there was a problem."

"Maybe he is performing his own test."

Her big blue eyes turn to me as she nods in agreement. From what I had heard, Dane did like to test people and he had odd ways of doing it. It probably also means that Neah is not the only one watching this nutjob throw himself around fighting an invisible force. I'm assuming he tested me at some point too. But I was here and he had chosen me as Beta so I must have passed.

Abraxas makes his way towards us.

Neah watches him with curiosity as he pulls a towel from his bag and begins wiping the sweat from his body.

"You train funny." She mutters

"Training is training." He cocks a brow, flashing his eyes in my direction. "Not all of us need to spar with someone to test our strengths and I definitely don't need to beat the shit out of a bag."

This guys obnoxious attitude was on another level and I was more than ready to put my fist through his face.

"No, you just take the pussy's way out and stick a gun in their face."

He smirks at me, a dark glint in his eyes. "You have no fucking idea, Rogue."

I get up, growling. "Call me a fucking Rogue one more time!"

His smirk turns into a grin. A laugh rumbles from inside of him and he turns away from me.

"Fucking prick!" I snarl

The dickhead stops, keeping his back to me. He turns his face a little over his shoulder, not quite looking at me, yet enough to show that he is challenging me. Neah grabs my ankle. "STOP!"

It was an order. Something that I couldn't refuse. If I wasn't annoyed, I would be impressed that she had been able to do it.

"I'm not a Rogue, Neah. I swear on my life that I do not want to go back to that way of living."

"I know that."

"Then let me smash his face in."

"No."

"Do you believe the shit he spouts?"

"I didn't say that." She murmurs with a frown.

I wasn't sure how to respond. Curiosity wasn't a bad thing, or was that he wanted Blair dead too? Either way, I decide to stay with her until Dane comes back.

The guy trains like no other. He is incredibly quick and moves with perfection, better than I had seen here in the pack.

I could see Dane heading back our way with the twins and Dottie. She's skipping along next to him, carrying that bear from the hotel when she stops dead to stare at Abraxas. I watch her arm coil around Dane's leg as she hides herself behind him. When I look at Abraxas, he has stopped too and is staring at my girl. I hurry over to them and Dottie practically claws herself up into my arms. Her arms loop around my neck as she hides her face against me.

She's not crying and she's not scared but her heart pounds like crazy against her chest. "Who is he Daddy?" she whispers

"You don't need to worry."

I start moving towards the house to get her inside only to find Abraxas catching up with us. "Dorothy?" He mutters

I didn't care how he knew her name but he was not hurting a hair on her head. "Stay away from my kid!" I growl, pulling her away.

""Your kid?"

"Yes. Stay the hell away."

"She's not yours. She's mine."

 

Chapter 0277

Neah

This wasn't good. I had arrived just in time for Abraxas to demand that Damien hand over Dorothy.

"Fucking liar. I knew there was something dodgy about you. Is this what you do, you take little kids from their homes?" Damien snaps

"I'm not the one taking them from their homes. She's my daughter!"

"Right. And I'm the King of England." Damien snaps. His arms are tightly wrapped around Dorothy as Dane puts himself and the twins between the bickering men. My twins. Already I feel my stomach tying itself up in knots. How could he forget they were in his arms? How could he put them in the line of fire?

"How else do you think I know her name?" Abraxas growls.

"I'm sure you weeded it out of someone, because that's what you do, right? Pay for information, make it seem like you have some kind of magic. Trick people into believing you. How did you con information out of Mallory?"

"Give her to me, Rogue! Give me my daughter!"

Damien growls, taking a step back.

The movement is quick and I'm not even sure where Abraxas pulls it from. He points a gun directly at me.

"Hand her over or I kill the person I'm supposed to be helping." His hazel eyes lock with mine. I couldn't tell if it was just a threat not until his finger moved over the trigger.

Rage fills my body. How fucking dare he threaten me!

'Kill him.' Nyx mutters

'Shut up!'

"Lower your weapon." Dane demands

I watch Abraxas laugh. "That tone doesn't work on me. I'm not from your pack and I don't believe in Alpha status. So maybe you need to rethink your question and who you are aiming it at. Your mate is all of a minute away from shifting and I won't hesitate to put her down." He winks at me

I close my eyes. If I shift, he will kill me. If I move he will kill me. I couldn't let the darkness win. I take a deep breath and open my eyes to find him staring at me with a cocked brow.

"How do you know she is yours?" I ask, trying to keep my voice level.

"I thought I could smell her in the house. I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. How did she end up here?"

"Damien saved her." I mutter

His eyes momentarily shift to Damien, "I want to know what she did to her?"

"Who?" "Blair."

"She wasn't with Blair." I whisper, confused. "She was found chained in a bar full of humans. About a year ago. Damien brought her back here. We took her in because she is a Wolf and....." I trail off, I wasn't prepared to tell another stranger about my past or how I felt I had to save Dorothy because no one had saved me.

"A Hunter." He mutters. But he still watches me, like he knew I had something else to say.

"Blair took her?" Dane asks as he tries to keep the wriggling twins in his arms.

Abraxas lowers the gun, but his finger still hovers on the trigger. "Dorothy and my pregnant mate were with my parents while I was on a hunt. She killed all of them except Dorothy." He laughs, "Fucking whore took her. I guess she got bored with looking after a toddler and pawned her off."

'You should still kill him.' Nyx growls. 'Just for pointing that shit at us.'

"That doesn't prove anything." Damien snaps as I try to ignore my Lycan

I watch as Abraxas slips two fingers into his jeans pocket. He pulls out a small photo and hands it to me. A pregnant woman stares back with bright green eyes and a smile that could light up any room. A small girl leans over the woman's shoulder, beaming at the camera. Dorothy got all her looks from her mother, including the dimples when she smiled.

A sadness fills me because his mate looked to be due at the time of the photo which means she was killed shortly afterwards. Abraxas had lost everyone in the blink of an eye. Including the only person to survive Blairs attack on his family.

Dane moves towards me and both boys reach out for me as I show him the photo. He saw it just like I did. There was no mistake that the young girl was Dorothy.

 

Chapter 0278

"Are you really believing this shit?" Damien demands

"Damien put her down." Dane tells him.

"You have got to be kidding me. Look at her." He points to the girl clinging to him

I had. She hadn't made a sound. But there were also no tears and she wasn't panicking. She had been listening to everything as she hugged the one man that she truly trusted.

"Damien!" I didn't want to order him, but I would if I had too, especially now that I was getting the hang of it.

He stares at me for a few moments and mutters, "She's my kid."

"She's his too."

Reluctantly, he lowers her until her feet are touching the grass. Dorothy grips on to his hand as she stares at Abraxas. It was like everything slowed down as she let go of Damien's hand and ran into Abraxas's open arms. "I'm here, baby girl. I finally found you." He reassures her.

Damien turns and starts to walk away when Dorothy calls out to him. "Daddy don't go."

He turns his head over his shoulder. "I'm not going anywhere, Dottie. I'm just going to check on Raven."

When Damien is out of sight, Abraxas asks us why we have been letting a Rogue look after his kid.

"You said she is a Hunter too." Dane smiles. "Well she chose him to be her safe person. He's the only one she confidently talks too about what happened to her. Whether you like it or not, she chose him and he will always be a part of her life." Dane steps forward, putting his hands over Dorothy's ears. "Point a gun at my mate again. I will pull your organs out through your ass and feed them to you."

"Fair enough. Though you would need to be quicker than a bullet." Abraxas smirks back

"Then I suggest you sleep with one eye open."

Dane takes the boys up to the house. He wanted me to go with him but I found myself rooted to the spot, staring at the strange Wolf.

"Dorothy, could you go and help Dane." I didn't want to separate her and her father, not after just getting her back. But the way he had been staring at me was like he knew something else about me.

I see Eric appear twenty metres away. I'm guessing Dane linked him when I didn't follow my mate away.

"Blondie has been watching for a while." Abraxas tells me

"He doesn't like you calling him that."

"I'm not here to make friends."

"Would you really have shot me?"

"The moment your beast was free." He nods

"In front of Dorothy?"

"She's a Hunter."

I pause, I remember how Damien had said Dorothy hadn't really reacted to the slaughtered humans in the bar, and even her nightmares weren't filled with them but with the things that had been done to her. "Thank you for keeping her safe."

His words take me by surprise. A few minutes ago, death was staring me in the face.

"How did you know?"

"That you were on the path to shifting? I see it. I see the darkness moving in. My question to you is, how do you hold it off?"

'What is that supposed to mean?' Nyx presses. She sounds annoyed. I had felt her anger towards others. But Abraxas seems to have sent her to a whole other level. "Why do you want to know?"

"Never seen anyone do it like you do it. I'm curious."

"I was given some advice."

"From the other assholes? I would take that with a pinch of salt. There is a difference between them and you. They have already gone Rogue."

"They shifted back. Mallory more easily than Damien and they both have been fine."

"In my experience, it doesn't stay that way."

"They're different."

"You keep telling yourself that. There will come a time when something triggers them. Something throws them over the edge and they are unable to return from it." "You don't know them."

"I've been doing this a long time and right now, I'm more concerned about that Rogue that has attached himself to my daughter."

 

 

Chapter 0279

Abraxas

"She adores him." Neah tells me. I could see that myself. Dorothy wasn't old enough to use her Hunter abilities, to her, she may have seen the man who saved her, but to me, he is a ticking time bomb and I don't want her anywhere near that. "Would you let your boys near someone you deemed unsafe? I saw the way you looked at Dane when he stood between me and the Rogue. Two squirming babies in his arms. He put them directly in the line of danger."

"Obviously I wasn't happy."

"You still held it together."

She frowns at me. But it is a frown born of confusion, not anger. If it were anger, she would have that little crease that formed between her brows earlier. Something that surprised me considering I had pointed a gun at her. Even Mallory had acted like she had been jabbed with a taser.

"I'm sorry she did that to you."

An apology was the last thing I expected. She was a little more unpredictable than I first thought. Maybe she was what all the Lycans needed. Maybe she could be the one to keep them all in line.

"It's not your place to apologise. As much as you look like her, you were not the one to slit my family's throats while they were sleeping. You were not the one who took my baby girl and handed her off to fucking humans."

She nods, her eyes flicking to Blondie in the distance. She gives him a tiny shake of the head.

"You knew he was watching, didn't you?" She asks me quietly.

"Yep. He's not the only one. Two back there, hiding in the trees. An older woman is watching me from her bedroom window. The couple down there who are acting like they are on their phones. Plus a few others."

She stares at me with wide eyes as I smile, "I wouldn't be a successful Hunter if I'm unable to tell where the threats are." I muse

"Are you part Witch?"

"Fuck no." Why did they always jump to that? It's not magic. It's a gift that has been built and developed through generations of Hunters. We came preloaded with information and anything we learned got passed on to the next.

She nods and a small smile appears on her face. Her soul glows brighter too. She turns from me. "I need to go and check on something."

I watch her walk away. She is an odd thing. So different from other Lycans. Powerful too but only if her Lycan doesn't ruin it for her.

"Come on then, Blondie, let's hear it. You've been watching me for the last hour." He had been moving closer even after Neah had told him no "Seen anything exciting?"

"You really think you are something special, don't you?"

"Nah," I brush past him and give him a wink. "I know I am."

I duck before his fist hits me, easily swaying out of the way of the following punches. They always went for the punch first, and always to the face. Why is it that pack Wolves have become so predictable? I yawn as he throws another fist in the direction of my face, only this time when I duck, he accidentally hits his mate in the centre of her forehead.

He should really pay more attention of his surroundings

Her feet end up higher than her head as she's knocked through the air. Her brown eyes wide with shock by the sudden impact. Her body crashes onto the ground with a painful crack of something breaking.

"Mal, Mal. Talk to me, are you okay?" Eric drops to his knees by her. Flustered that he had hurt his own mate.

She groans as the bruise on her forehead quickly appears before it starts to heal and I watch her leg snap back into place.

"You made me hit my fucking mate!" Eric growls, getting back to his feet, leaving his mate to groan on the grass.

"Can't say I would hit a woman. But then again, it wasn't me that clonked her in the forehead, was it?"

He growls at me.

"Maybe you need to use your eyes and ears a bit more, Blondie. Take notice of what is going on around you. Maybe tell her it's not such a good idea to stand right behind people, you never know what might come flying your way." "Wanker!" He snaps at me as he sits Mallory up.

I shrug my shoulders, I had been called a lot worse, especially by those at the end of my gun.

Was it my intention for him to hit her? No. Did I enjoy it? Maybe a little.

"Go tell your leader." I muse. "I didn't lay a hand on either of you, so it sounds like a you problem." I spit on the grass and turn to the packhouse. I had missed years with my baby girl, I wasn't about to miss anymore.

 

Chapter 0280

Her voice travels through the house. She's giggling about something. It was like music to my ears. A sound that I hadn't heard in so long, it made my chest pound with pure happiness. If only her mother could see her now.

I would come home from a hunt to find my baby wide awake and playing games with her mother. She was always so excited to see me and my mate would tell me the same thing every single time. Dorothy couldn't sleep without a goodnight kiss from me. That last night, I never even got to tuck her into bed.

My heart had more than shattered. It was made one hundred times worse by the fact there was no trace of Dorothy anywhere. Just a fucking note from Blair with the words, "I win!" She had covered their tracks perfectly. Following the giggles to the kitchen, I see Dorothy laid on the floor as the Lycan pups crawl all over her. Her giggles echo throughout the house.

I look at the twins, one identical to Dane while the other had Neah's features. Neither of them had a bad soul, yet. At this age, they have tiny balls of light to reflect their souls, not a millimetre of darkness to be seen anywhere. "She loves playing with them." Dane tells me.

"They are Lycans."

"You have been raised to believe they are all bad. But take it from your kid, they are not all like that."

"The boys are just pups, they haven't developed yet."

"I'm not talking about them. I'm talking about Damien and Mallory. She loves them both." He points to my baby girl.

"Is Daddy mad?" Dorothy asks quietly

"No, I'm not mad." I offer her a smile and drop down to her level. She looks directly at me without returning the smile. Her eyes are just as bright as her mothers.

"Not you, my other Daddy." I feel a tightening around my heart, it feels like it's being crushed

"He's not your Daddy, baby girl."

"Yes he is. He saved me. Daddies save us."

My kid loved a Lycan as though they were family and I hated that.

"Daddy Damien isn't mad." Dane tells her. "He had to go and check on Raven."

"Raven's sad?" Her small voice asks

"Yes."

"Jenson made her sad because he is dying?" She squeezes a little teddy bear to her chest.

Dane goes quiet. He stares at my little girl. I recognise the look, it's the exact same one I get when I say something and they don't understand how I know.

"She hasn't met him has she?" I ask as Dorothy is distected by the boys

"No. She shouldn't know."

"Hunter genes." I murmur with a smile. "And by the look on your face, this isn't the first time she has thrown you a curveball, is it?"

Dane calls for an omega to take the kids away so that we can talk. When they are gone, he gestures for me to sit at the table.

"She makes a few comments, now and again. Nothing major but we started making sure she wasn't in the room, just in case she was paying more attention than we first thought." "You won't be able to hide anything from her. You are lucky she is young, wait until she is old enough to read souls."

His crimson eyes don't give away his surprise, but the straightening of his spine does. "You can read souls?"

"How do you think I know random information? Got any beer?"

He gets up and moves to the fridge, pulling out a couple of bottles.

"That's why you don't like Damien, because of what you can see?" "Bingo!"

"Why do you wind Eric up?"

"Because it's easy. By the way, you might want to check in on him. He gave his mate a cracking punch."

"She's good." I add when he locks eyes with me.

I take a swig as he decides how to reply, when I fire my own question at him. "How long has she been calling herself Kitson?"

"Neah has always been a Kitson."

"Not her, the other one. Kitson doesn't come from her fathers side, but her mothers, passed down like her fancy blood. They shared the same father, correct?"

He nods at me. "What did you know her as?"

"Blair Everwood. It's funny."

""What is?"

"Changing her surname to one that comes from a long line of powerful Lycans. It sounds to me like she is trying to convince people that she is the long lost female Lycan that they all need."