The Alpha’s Contract

Chapter 0216

Blair

“Where have you been?” Jenson demands as I saunter in to my own apartment. “I thought you would be home hours ago.”

“I didn’t realise you were my husband!” I snap in annoyance.

I was already in a bad mood because the prick I had been chasing the last couple of days had managed to get away, again.

He rolls his eyes at me as I take off my jacket and hang it by the door. “And I’m trying to do you another favour by getting rid of him so he doesn’t ruin our fun. Isn’t that what you want?”

The Rogue was hanging around and I didn’t want it anywhere near Black Shadow. It would just cause an unnecessary problem.

I wanted all attention on me.

Jenson purses his lips, a crease forming between his brows.

“I’m doing this for us. Killing Lycans, Wolves and others isn’t a new hobby of mine, Jenson. I’ve been doing it since I was a teenager and this Rogue is not the first I have come across. Though he does seem to be smarter than the others.” I frown, pulling the knives and gun out of my waist band and dropping them on the coffee table.

His face relaxes a little and I press my lips to his. I had never let a man worm his way into my heart like he has. It was almost endearing.

His dark eyes move to my weapons. He was looking for blood, but they were still just as shiny as they were when I left hours ago. “He’s still alive?”

“For now. The fucker knows exactly what he’s doing. I should just let him carry on. He’s certainly gunning for someone in Black Shadow. But he will just kill them, he won’t tear them apart and destroy them first.”

“You should have told me. I would have helped.”

My eyes flicker up to his. “There are some things I need to do alone, Jenson.”

He still didn’t like that part of me. Even though he had called me ‘Lone wolf’ when we first met. He still didn’t quite understand my need to do things myself. Neah and Dane were different though, the plan needed both of us.

And every moment this Rogue takes of my time means I spend longer away from getting my claws into my darling half sister.

I press myself up against him, letting him feel every curve of my body. He rolls his hips into me as his hands make their way along the sides of my body. I already feel his hardening length pressing against me. I always thought I had a high sex drive but his was on another level.

He nuzzles into my neck and a soft moan releases from inside of me. He sucks and nips on my skin and then his teeth start to sink.

I pull away, glaring at him. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?” I storm to the mirror and see small holes where his teeth were getting ready to claim me. Thankfully they were already healing and I had got out before he had a chance to finish.

“You would be able to link me.” He justifies

“That’s your reason! How fucking dare you! I told you I would let you know when and if I am ever ready for that.” I stalk back towards him, my eyes in slits as I grab a knife off the coffee table.

He backs into the window as I position the knife under his chin, pushing the tip into his flesh, watching as a tiny bit of blood appears.

He holds his hands up. Sometimes I think he forgets that I’m the one who let him into my life. That I’m the one who makes the decisions. That I'm the one who lets him stay.

“Don’t you ever do that again!” I snarl. “Because trust me, when I say this, I will cut out your intestines and string you up by them for the whole fucking world to see."