The Alpha’s Contract novel Chapter 118

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“Just help me understand. You are the natural Alpha of Moonshine, why will they not bow to you?” Roan asks Neah. “You have the power. I can feel it, it’s fucking strong!”

The Alpha’s had been here for two days and they still kept circling this question. Especially Roan. He was fascinated by the idea of a female Alpha and he always found a way to be present. Asking the same questions, trying to get a different answer.

“They don’t believe in a female Alpha.” Neah replies, exasperated

“Yet, they still want you.” He leans against the wall. “They are so desperate to get you that they are creating pricks that don't know how to handle themselves.”

She gently thumps her head against the desk, tired of the same questions, “They want me because I will produce more Lycan Alpha’s for them.”

“The two that are leading the campaign. The male is her uncle.” I tell him, “the female is his mate. We believe they can’t have kids and that is why they kept Neah alive.”

“So you thought it was a good idea to put a pup in her?” He cocks a brow at me.

“I did.”

“That’s ballsy. What if they try and keep one of the twins for themselves? You must see the flaw in that plan, right? I know you, Dane. I know you have one of the best war planners in your pack, was this his idea or yours?”

“Does it matter? You are here to protect them.”

“It’s a dangerous game you are playing, Dane and you are putting all of our packs at risk.”

‘Fucking idiot.’ Aero mutters. He hated how Neah was being questioned. He hated how our word wasn’t good enough for the Alpha’s. And he was becoming desperate to get to the surface.

I straighten up, glaring at him as my tone drops. "It's the least you can do, Roan. Especially after what we did for you."

He takes notice of my warning

“Are you trying to draw them out, is this the idea?”

"Yes. Though it's been a little quiet since she killed one."

He looks over at Neah. “There’s nothing to her. She really killed one?"

"Two." I mutter with a smile. "She used her claws to tear out the first's one heart. The second, she punctured it's heart.

I follow his gaze. Neah’s eyes are closed and she is resting her cheek on my desk. I was worried about her, she hadn’t eaten in days and even water was a struggle to keep down. Some of the others had noticed too. Though when they started asking questions, I shut them down.

I decide to give her a couple more hours. If she was still struggling, then she will be going back to the hospital.