The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 211

I grab the changing bag and launch it at Damien. Charging past him, I race out of the bedroom and down the stairs, coming to a complete stop on the bottom step. There in the doorway was someone who looked exactly like me, except the eyes. Her eyes are brown.

She smiles and shoves her hand out as Dane steps back. “You are Neah, right. I’m Blair.”

I keep my mouth closed. Six months it had taken her to get here, but she doesn't sound anything like what Damien had described. He had said she was all in leather. Heals like a stripper. I had to look that up because I hadn’t known what he meant.

But now she stood in front of me, in trainers and loose fitting jeans. A sweatshirt that was far too big for her. Almost like she was trying to look like me.

“I don’t know you.” I mutter, refusing to take her hand.

“Father never spoke of me? How rude.” Her brows knit together in frustration. “I’m your half sister. We share the same father.”

I couldn't sense her. Yet it was the one thing Dane and Damien had suggested that seemed to be coming true. Though one of the good things I remember is how much my parents loved each other.

“No.” I state confidently. “I’m an only child.”

Her shoulders drop. “Mother did warn me that he probably kept me a secret. I never actually thought he did.” She rolls her eyes and takes a step forward. Yet she hadn’t actually been invited in yet.

She opens her mouth to speak.

“How did you get past security anyway? And where is Jenson?” I demand before she follows up with some other crap.

She shrugs her shoulders. “I’m guessing they thought I was you.” She flaps her finger between us, “and I haven’t seen Jenson for a few months now.”

“Liar.”

“I’m just here to talk. Can you at least hear me out?” Mallory had used that same exact line.

I look at Dane, hoping that he would decide no, but all I hear are his words telling me that it was my choice.

“Outside.” I snap

“Afraid I will hurt those twins of yours?” She smirks at me

Rage screams through me. How dare she think she has the right to mention my sons. Every fibre of my being was drenched in the need to rip her heart from her chest.

Danes hand slips into mine. I knew what he was doing. His warmth spreads through me, trying to soften the tension that revealed itself.

She grins at me, but the grin doesn’t meet her eyes. They may be the only thing that separated us, but at least mine didn’t look dead.

Taking a deep breath, I stare at her. “Jenson told you about them.” He had learned that they were Lycans just before he left. “What else did he tell you about?”