Bonds that bind us (The Alpha’s Contract P2)



"I... I need to check on the boys." I hurry from our bedroom and into the boy's room, grateful to see they are

asleep. Slowly and silently, I reach up to the top of the door and slide the lock across; resting my head against the wood, I take a few deep breaths, trying to gather my thoughts.

'You can't run away from this,' Nyx tells me.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

I'm not. I'm just... I need time to think, Nyx. And before you start, I know what you are going to say. They are my children; Dane and I created them, but I can't think when Dane looks at me like he was just now.'

'We can't abandon them."

I didn't say I was going to, did I?' I snap back as I check on Evrin and Logan. Both are heavily asleep, knees tucked under their bodies, bums stuck up in the air without a care in the world. The girls had shifted before Logan; how was that even possible?

I drop into the rocking chair and sigh. The girls were already hunting their prey; as they grow older, it will only get worse.

'Unless we nip it in the bud,' Nyx mutters.

If you are telling me to consider..."

'Fuck, no. The girls are ours; there is no way I want them bound. It was hard enough with us.

'Good, because that is not an option!' I snap.

'Good!' Nyx declares, 'I'm glad we are on the same page.'

'But it doesn't give me an answer on how to deal with it, I sigh.

'Actually... I think we already have our answer.

"What are you talking about? Are you suggesting I let them stalk someone?'

'No. Aderyn and Willa responded to Dane's order.'

'The boys are the same,' I mumble.

'This was different, they practically went limp.'

I mull over her words when someone gently knocks on the door, "It's me," Damien mutters.

Quietly, I creep across the room, trying not to wake the boys. Usually, the slightest sound stirs them, especially Evrin, but thankfully, neither of them moves.

I pause at the door and puff out my cheeks. Quietly sliding the lock back, I open the door a little to see Damien leaning against the wall on the opposite side of the hallway. Stepping out, I pull the door closed, "No Dane?"

"He thought it would be best if he kept an eye on the girls. He glances down at my ripped jeans. I had been so busy talking to Nyx that I had forgotten that one leg was in tatters. The blue denim was stained with my blood, yet there was no evidence that I had been injured. "Are you okay?"

"I'm not sure," I stare at his dark eyes. "Dane called you?"

"I was on my way over anyway." He smiles at me. "I remember the first time I saw a Lycan. One of Cassandra's minions, to be precise. I was freaked out for weeks. Learning and knowing that there were other creatures in the world other than asshole Humans was a big shock to the system. I'm pretty sure you felt the same when you saw your first Lycan."

"It scared the crap out of me," I mumble, remembering how I had tried stacking chairs in front of the office door. "But you already expected to be a Wolf. You already knew that there were more than Humans in the world."

"I guess. It took you weeks?"

He gestures to himself, "I may look calm and collected, but that has come with age. Even when I was Human, I was very much 'my way or no way. The idea that there was something more powerful than the bastards I dealt with daily wouldn't sink in. It was a lot, and then I saw my first Lycan. A monster of a man." He smirks, "I honestly thought I was dreaming and that someone had spiked my drink."

"Why are you telling me this? You never talk about your time as a Human."

"Dane said you were internally panicking. I just thought that maybe another perspective might help."

I nod and fold my arms across my chest. "It's not that I'm panicking. I can't make sense of it. First, there is Evrin, and Logan hasn't even come close to shifting. They are Lycans. Are you still certain that Logan is?"