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The Alpha’s Contract by Taylor West

Chapter 359
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Chapter 0359 "What about the boys?" "I will be present and so will Damien, Eric, Mallory, Klaus." He sighs "And Brax if needed. Besides, they can't talk yet so it's not like they can tell anyone where you are or how you are." "What about Dorothy? She could tell someone. I don't want to ask her to keep a secret, she is just a kid. She's only just started school." "Dorothy will stay with Athena and Sebastian tonight. We will work out a plan going forward. Though it might not be needed. Carrying you through the gates should be enough to showif anyone else is planning on fucking with the pack. I'm hoping it's just those three idiots. But if there is anyone else, it will be dealt with promptly." "That might work for your Wolves, but how do you think the Lycans are going to react when they find out it was your Wolves that attacked me? They chere and have shown that they are here to support me. We could be starting a war on our own doorstep. I'm not prepared to do that." I had asked the Lycans to chere and now because of one man, everything was about to be ripped apart. A war on our own land would be perfect for someone like Cooper.

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"That's what he wants." I murmur as reality hits"You think a war is what he wants?" "Yes." Dane cocks a brow at me.

"The Wolves, when they were making their way to us, they were talking about getting something done. If they wanted to kill me, they would have done so first, but they went for Brax. They muttered about doing it quickly because I would heal, they needed to get him out of the way." I shake my head, piecing the bits of inforamtion together. "They are Wolves who know you, Dane. Most likely know how you operate. If they are working with him, they would have told him that. And what is one thing that you are guaranteed to do?" "Protect you and our boys." I speed up, "Where are the boys?" I have a brief moment of panic, but I know they are fine. I would feel it if something was wrong.

"With Damien and Mallory. Damien won't let anyone near them." "Good. But if you carryback into the pack, it's going to start the wrong kind of attack. We should go back in like nothing has happened if anyone questions it, tell them it was car trouble. Technically it's not a lie. And if anyone does question something that doesn't fit what we said, you will have your answer as to who is involved." "Is that right?" There's a twinkle in his eyes, he was impressed with my idea. He grins at me. "The problem is, you are covered in blood." I look down at my tee. There is a large hole ripped through the front, right where my stomach is, it was also soaked in my own blood. My jeans are splattered with deep red streaks and spots and so are my arms. I can only imagine what my face looks like. "You can't walk in the pack looking like that, it wil draw too many eyes, especially if we are going to act like everything is normal." He grabs my hand and pullsinto the forest. "There's a stream nearby. We get you cleaned up and Klaus can bring you sclean clothes.

"Klaus?" "It will look too suspicious if Damien leaves as well as me, plus he is watching the boys and Mallory is still not a hundred percent. Klaus can leave without anyone questioning him." n

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We head further into the forest until we find the fast flowing stream. Crimson eyes lock on mine as he rips my tee apart and peels it from my1 shoulders, leavingin my blood soaked bra and jeans. He pulls off his own shirt and hangs ibon a nearby branch. Crouching down to the water, he soaks my ripped tee while frowning at the streaks of red all over my abdomen. "Chere." He orders.

I step closer to him. Using the tee, he gently wipes the blood from my stomach, paying close attention to the area where the seat belt had buried itself into my flesh. There are no marks left, but his fingers glide over the non existent wound. "I'm healed." I whisper

"It should never have happened." His hands move to my waist as he m ve1 stands. "I'm not as fragile as I once was. Anyone could have been hurt." "But it wasn't anyone was it? It was you." Ashburn