The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 2

Neah

Don’t make a sound. Don’t make a sound.

I knew Alpha Dane was studying me. They all did, no one could ever quite believe how someone could do something so disgusting as poisoning their own parents. I stood there, with my head hanging low, wishing for the ground to open up and suck me in.

There are movements around me. He was standing directly in front of me. With a rough finger he tilts my face up towards his, forcing me to look at him. Slowly, his hand latches onto my throat but he doesn’t squeeze. “You poisoned your parents?”

“I was six.” I splutter. “I just made them lemonade.” My voice comes out all squeaky as I try to defend myself. I could barely remember my parents, but I could remember all the guilt I had been made to feel since that day.

His crimson eyes flash to my brothers. “Hardly seems fair to blame a six year old.”

“A six year old should know the difference between plants.” Alpha Trey snaps

“Sounds to me like she was set up.” Alpha Dane shrugs his shoulders, letting go of my throat. “We all know that standard wolfsbane doesn’t affect us anymore. We evolved from that shit centuries ago.”

What? What did he mean? Wolfsbane wasn’t lethal. It had been drummed into me since I could walk.

“Which only leaves Blood of Wolfsbane.” Alpha Dane mutters

“You weren’t there, Alpha Dane.” My brother muttered through gritted teeth as his eyes narrowed to slits. “It was Wolfsbane.”

He nods his head. “You are right, I was not present.”

Great, now there was someone else who could remind me of something I had done by accident, years ago.

“But tell me this, where would a six year old get Blood of Wolfsbane?”

“I didn’t ask you here to talk about my slave!” Alpha Trey spits. “Or what happened to my parents.”

Alpha Dane grabs his leather jacket from the chair. Unlike other Alpha’s he seemed to dress more casually. A simple black tee and jeans covered his huge frame. And unlike other Alpha’s, his arms are bare of tattoos, not a single bit of ink poked out anywhere.

“You’re right and now I have a few things to mull over.”

“I thought we agreed.” My brother exclaims

“Nothing has been signed. Now I will show myself out.”

The moment he is out of the office, both my brother and Beta Kyle round on me. “What the fuck did you say to him?” My brother demands, slamming a hand into my stomach.

“N..nothing. Well, he just asked me why I smelled funny.”

“Did you tell him?” Beta Kyle demands. He was practically spitting in my face. I hated him. I hated him so much that I had vowed to one day get my revenge and rip his stomach out through his mouth.

“WELL?” My brother yells when I don’t immediately respond and smacks me across the side of the head.

My head involuntarily moves up and down. “But I didn’t say it was you.” I tried to sound strong and confident but it just comes out as a whisper. If they weren’t Wolves, they probably wouldn’t have heard me.

My brother's hand locks into my black hair as he yanks my head back, sending a shooting pain through my skull. “If you have ruined this, you won’t see daylight again.”

He drags me by my hair from the office and down the hallway towards the basement door.