The Alpha’s Contract

Chapter 0241

Neah

The twins didn’t wake up once. Not one single time. It was a good thing, I should be happy, but a part of me had hoped that their first night in their own room wouldn’t be so perfect. And while they slept, Dane made up for the lack of time we had been alone since their arrival.

So much so, that I could still feel the aftermath this morning.

“It’s a good thing they slept.” Raven mutters as she bounces Evrin in her arms

“I know, I’m just being…..” I sigh.

“You are being a mum.” Her dark eyes flash up to mine and I knew the question was coming. “You’re really meeting with her?”

“Yes.”

“Are you worried?”

“Worried that I will shift and kill her.” I joke but she stares at me, alarmed. “I’m joking, I’m joking. I kept calm when Blair was here yesterday. I can do it again, I think.”

“Damien said that he….”

“I know, and I’m grateful, but this is something I have to do alone. I have been fighting with my head and my heart over this for so long.” I sigh, because I didn’t talk about it to anyone. As far as everyone was aware, I hated Mallory. But that wasn’t true. I just didn’t trust her and her motives.

“You never said.”

“I… I feel like I’m supposed to hate her. I mean, I did. She almost killed me. She thought she had killed me. I thought I would never see her again” I shake my head as I pull Logan from the high chair. “I could have killed her several times, but I haven’t. She’s Damiens best friend. He sees something in her that I don’t or maybe it's just because he has known her for longer.” I shrug my shoulders. “I thought I would give her this one chance. To get everything out in the open.”

“If you need anything.” Raven mutters. “You know where I am.”

I sit Logan on the floor with a bunch of toys and kiss him on the top of his head before kissing Evrin too. "You sure you are okay to watch them?"

"Of course."

Taking a few deep breaths, I pull open the back door and head towards Mallory's house.

Mallory flings the door open. A big smile plastered on her face. Her dirty blonde hair tied up into a half up, half down style. Dungarees covered her body with a white vest underneath. A cleaning rag in one hand.

“You actually came.” She seems genuinely surprised and tosses the rag out of sight

I nod and she steps back to let me in. I had stayed as far away from her small house as I could until now.

Her eyes dart behind me. “Uh, no Damien?”

“No.”

“Oh.” She sucks in her cheeks.

“I wanted to come alone.”

“Right.” She gestures to the small wooden table. A steaming teapot sits in the middle with some cups and biscuits.

“I didn’t know what you would prefer. I have coffee too.” She gestures to the pot on the kitchen side. It was the most nervous I had seen her. A far cry from the bitch she once was.

“Please sit.” She whispers,chewing on her bottom lip. “You can ask me anything and I promise, I will tell you every single detail.”

I took the chair that faced the front door.

She slips quietly into the chair opposite me. Her brown eyes don’t settle on me right away. Like she is trying to decide how to start the conversation.

“You ran away.” I mutter. “After you thought you killed me, you ran away.”

She nods. “I always promised myself I would never end up like my father, but it happened and I knew when I stood over you as you were bleeding out, that my life was over. I had become just like him and I hated myself.”

“It’s something that we have in common.” She adds quietly, “Neither of us wanted to be like our parents.”

I swallow the lump forming in my throat, trying to bury the irritation that rose from her thinking we were the same. “You killed your father?”

“I had too.”

“After me?”

She nods her head and sucks in her cheeks. “I had become the very thing that I least wanted. At the time, I was more bothered about that than becoming a monster. Becoming a Lycan was supposed to have been a fresh start for me. To become part of a pack that wanted me, a pack that saw my value.”

I snort but she continues. “In reality I became more of the very thing I hated. So I hunted him down and killed him and then ran away.”

“You watched your father kill your mother?”

“I saw more than that growing up. He raped her. He beat her.” Her tone grows darker by the second but tears prick at the edge of her eyes. “He put cigarettes out on her. There was even one time where she dropped a plate of his food on the floor and he made her lick it up. The list goes on and on."

The bottom of my stomach drops out. That was degrading and one thing I was never made to do.

‘Fucker.’ Nyx mutters