The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 269

“It’s a little more complicated than that. But she is working on it.”

He leans against the counter and my mind disappears into the gutter. It wasn’t intentional and I blame Eric for depriving me.

There’s a low growl from behind me. That warning once again. Eric’s hand on my stomach presses a little harder. A move to remind me that I was his. Abraxas ignores it, instead, pushing himself up and sitting on the countertop.

“It always is when it comes to packs. Much easier when you don’t have to care for anyone else.”

“This is a waste of time.” Eric mutters. “He’s not going to help us and we can’t give him what he wants. Let’s go!” He turns me towards the door.

“You sure about that, Blondie.”

When I look back, I see Abraxas grinning at him. “A lot of people will do things if it means they gain something from it, including me. I can help you find your damn Lycans. I can tell you the ones who are no longer Rogue and the ones who are, I get to kill those. You get what you want and in return, I get what I want”.

“What if we don’t have to go hunting?” I murmur. If he truly is capable of telling the difference, we won't need to bother with blood of wolfsbane.

“Where’s the fucking fun in that?” He looked so disappointed by the idea.

“Come to the pack with us. And I will explain everything on the way.”

“I aint no pack lackie!”

“I thought you wanted to kill Rogues?!” Sometimes, having a mad man close by was better than having him far away and knowing about us.

Surprisingly, it takes less convincing than what I thought it would. That could be a bad sign, or maybe knowing that he could get a chance to kill loads of Rogues is what tipped the scales.

Klaus and I wait in the kitchen as Eric followed Abraxas around the house as he collects his weapons.

“Have you linked Dane?” I ask Klaus as another duffle bag is dropped onto the floor. Seven large bags and still counting. This guy was packing some serious shit.

“Done.” Abraxas mutters, dropping a fifteenth bag. He had changed into jeans and a crisp white tee. “Let’s get the show on the road, though I want the girl with me. Just in case.”

“If you touch her….” Eric starts.

“Yeah, what are you going to do about it, Blondie? She will be dead before you even get out of your car. It’s pretty simple, you don’t fuck me over, she gets to live.”

Much to Eric's annoyance, I agree.

We help Abraxas load his truck and just before I get in, Eric pulls me in against him. His lips mould against mine. “Don’t do anything stupid. I don’t like this guy.”

I nod and slip into the passenger seat as Eric gives Abraxas one more glare.

Abraxas doesn’t ask me anything during the journey. He fiddles with the music a few times, but mostly stews in silence.

Shit, he hates Blair.

“There’s something you need to be aware of.” I blurt out