The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 212

Blair

He was a fucking asshole. Not once did he mention that she had the ability to control her shift. Nor did he tell me that she had been bound, more than once. I was furious as I watched thick claws grow from the tips of her fingers. Her eyes change from the soft blue Jenson had described to pure black. I had never seen anything like it.

I can’t control the fucking situation if I don’t have all the information and it was bad enough that I was having to wear these shitty cheap clothes that are irritating the crap out of my skin.

Innocent. I needed to be innocent in my role. And I had screwed that up by mentioning her pups.

Too eager, I needed to reset.

I take a step back and raise my hands. “I’m sorry.” I mutter. The word is like acid burning my tongue. I don’t do apologies.

“Talking about what he did, riles me up.” It wasn’t a lie. What our father did pissed me off more than anything in the world and I desperately wanted to correct what was wrong.

“Leave!” Dane tells me. He still had a tight hold on my darling half sister.

“I’m going….I’m going.” I reach into the ghastly denim jeans and pull out a small card. Tossing it on the ground between us. “If you want to know more, meet me at the time and location on the card.”

I turn away. This was not part of my plan, but somehow, seeing her, had the resentment bubbling close to the surface, ready to boil over at any second. It had taken every ounce of self control to keep it under the surface. To keep my emotions buried.

Dane has someone follow me to the exit. He keeps his distance and doesn’t speak. His long dark hair billowing around him in the night breeze. Ugh! I hate men with long hair.

I don’t turn back when I’m outside the gates either. That would look confrontational and at the moment, I need to make them look like the bad ones.

Walking another mile, I find Jenson leaning against my Porsche, he looked so much better in a black suit. It made him look far more superior and in control than the day he walked into my life.

“That was quick.” He straightens his spine

“And there is a lot of shit you didn’t tell me.” I stop in front of him but he keeps his beautiful dark eyes averted. Eyes that I had come to love. “We can’t do this if you don’t tell me everything!”

“You were supposed to get to know her. That was the plan.”

"You should have told me."

"Would it have changed anything?"

I press my lips into a thin line. “How is she alive after being bound?” I snap

“I don’t know.” He mutters. “She has been bound four times that we know of.”

“Four? You are telling me she has really been bound four times and still lives. No one should be able to survive twice.”