The Alpha’s Contract

Samara

"Your mother was in White Cliffs?" Damien's dark eyes lock on mine and I try to ignore how much I wanted him to kiss me. To feel his lips on mine now. To lift me up on the counter behind me.

'Make the first move.' Dakota cheers me on

"It's not like I know anything more than that." I shake my head, ignoring Dakota and wondering if I should have mentioned it when they confirmed Neah was my cousin. But it wasn't something I had been thinking about. "I only know what I have already told you. She didn't want me. And other than Dad telling me where they met, he never spoke about her. No matter how much I asked."

I sigh and lower my gaze. "Sometimes, I wish I could speak to him, just for a chance to get a tiny bit more information. Does that make sense?" "You should have said something?"

“I didn't think it was important." I run my thumb across my finger tips, I'm certain I had felt something when my hand brushed his. A spark, some kind of heat snaking up my hand, it had taken my breath away but he hadn't said anything. So I kept my mouth shut.

'It's your chance.' Dakota mutters

'He is still hung up on Raven. And I don't even know what I felt. It's not like I can smell him.'

"Was that where your mother lived?" Damien interrupts my conversation with Dakota.

I shrug my shoulders, feeling a strange fluttering in my chest. There was just something about the way he looked at me. Not like I was a bad person and not like I was just around. Like he could see me for me.

"Is that the original location of the Kitson family?" He asks

"I don't know. My father would never say anything more."

"But Eris was a Wolf!" He mutters to himself

"There are Wolves and Lycans here. Maybe they did the same there." I hunch my shoulders up

“That doesn't make sense. Eris didn't know about Lycans. Or if she did, she was very good at hiding it. Then again, that could be a possibility when she lied about so much other shit."

"Why wouldn't those Lycans have come here?" I ask. I knew Neah had called them in. Blair had told me that much.

"It was never an order. She gave them a choice." He moves away from me and I didn't realise how tense I had been over our closeness. "But that would mean they are aware of her."

"Wouldn't Klaus have known? You told me he is a researcher."

"Depends how well the information was hidden. We will drop Dottie off to school and you can come with me to Eric's place and speak to Neah."

He comes close to me again and I

hold my breath as his hand resto my shoulder sending another short sharp apike of something. "This might actually be helpful Samara."

I could feel the blush creeping up my chest and knew it would show itself on my face at any second if I didn't excuse myself.

"I just need to go wash up." I blurt and hurry past him.

Running up the stairs, I slip into the bedroom and quietly close the door. Leaning against it, I let out a sigh. This crush was stupid. It made me feel like a teenager. And he was off limits. We are not even mated. And then there is the fact that he still longs for his first mate.

'You're overthinking it.' Dakota murmurs.

'Please don't encourage this.'

'I don't have anything to do with it. This is your natural reaction to him. I'm just enjoying the ride.'

'So helpful.' I whisper

In the bathroom, I stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was stuck out everywhere, not that there was much of it.

Running the water, I flatten it down until it looks somewhat tidy. The day that it is back to its long length, it will be extremely satisfying.

There's a knock on the door followed by Dorothy calling for me. "Daddy has asked if you are ready. We need to leave."

"I will be right there."

Splashing my face with cold water, I

take a deep breath and make my way to the top of the staircase.

Damien is waiting at the bottom etText content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Leaning against the wall with a foot propped up as Dorothy races back and forth, calling out a list of all the things she needed for her session.

"Dottie, we do this almost every day. I promise you, you have everything."

"But..."

"If there is something you need. I'm sure your teacher will let you borrow it or she can link me and I will drop it off."

He was so good with her and she wasn't even biologically his.

'Our children are going to be beautiful.'

"Dakota!" I shout mortified at her words

Damien and Dorothy look up the stairs at me. Both wide eyed and full of curiosity.