The Alpha’s Contract

Chapter 0555

Damien

I roll my eyes and get off the bed.

"Where are you going?" Samara asks as she sits up. The sheet falls away from her revealing her flush skin.

*Beta duties." I mutter in frustration. Dane's timing couldn't be any worse.

"But..." I see the disappointment in her grey eyes

"I will make it up to you later."

She flumps back on the bed with a sigh. "That's the third time this week."

"His mate is still in hospital." I remind her as I pull on my jeans. "They still don't know what's wrong with her. It won't always be like this."

"I thought they said that Neah was fine."

"Yes to an extent. They still don't know why she won't wake up." I lean down to kiss her but she wrinkles up her nose. I connect my lips to hers anyway and she relaxes into it, hooking her arms around my neck. She frowns as retreat. "Until then, I am picking up some extra duties and this one includes keeping an eye on our guest."

*Silas has annoyed Dane?" she asks

"Yes. Did you expect anything less?" I muse

"A sibling thing?"

"I'm about to go find out."

"Well I guess I better get dressed then." She sucks in her cheeks but doesn't move.

"This way suits you more." The fading flush returns, burning into her cheeks as she drops her gaze. "If I'm not back, can you walk across to pick up Dottie?"

"Of course. I said we would make muffins this evening."

I give her a final kiss, and grab my jacket. Maybe I should just tell Dane that he keeps interrupting every time I come close to marking Samara. Especially when he keeps asking me if I am going to mark her.

I had finally decided to do it. But each and every time, I was pulled away. It was unbelievably frustrating.

It didn't take me long to find Silas. He is standing by the training ground watching the females spar.

Some of the women pause to look at him before making their way to the opposite side. Others clearly didn't give a shit who he was while some were still nervous of his arrival.

"The women train?" He asks me as I put a hand up to the trainer.

"Why wouldn't they?"

"They are female."

"What century are you from? Of course they train. All of them are Lycans. Neah may be in hospital, but they train for her."

"Can the men not protect them here?" He quips

*You do realise who the leader of the Lycans is, don't you?"

"Of course I do. And I know she is powerful, but she was born into that bloodline. So why is there a need to train the other females?"

I was starting to understand how he may have pissed off Dane. "I assume they didn't do that in White Cliffs?"

"No." He frowns as one woman is knocked on her ass

"You have been here a week and you have not expressed your concem before."

"It doesn't seem right. Men are naturally stronger."

"Maybe so, but what is the point of them being able to shift if they are unable to defend themselves?"

"You might have a point."

"Maybe? Is this what you said to Dane?"

His crimson eyes flicker to me. "We didn't talk about training."

"No? What did you talk about?"

His brow crinkles into a frown. "He thinks my mate is helping Serkan."

"And you don't believe that?" I state the obvious

He throws a hand out, palm facing up like he just couldn't believe that it was a possibility. "It's mad. We have been together for five years. We had twins. We have a three year old. Why the hell would he think that it is even a possibility? Do you know he told me that she doesn't have a scar? You saw the photo. The burns are thick on her delicate skin. I have spent the last couple of years studying them while she slept. I told Dane how I had to convince Thalia that I didn't hate them. That I still loved her for her."

I nad letting him talk.

"It's mad, right? To even suggest such a thing. And then he started telling me something about our siblings."

'Did he?"

He nods, but cocks a brow. "It didn't make any sense."

"Come with me." I turn away from him

"Where?"

"You will see."

He follows me to the small cemetery. Maddie is just finishing laying fresh flowers on all the graves.

"Do you want me to go?" She asks

I shake my head. "You carry on."Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

*You had me come here because you want me to visit my birth parents?" Silas asks

"No. Your siblings."

"I didn't know them."

"I know that. But I want to tell you a little story about what happened to them. I want you to understand that not everything is always what it seems. That sometimes there are other things at work and we just can't see it until it's too late."