The Alpha’s Contract
Chapter 0041

"You killed Kyle so that you can claim me?" Neah blurts out

"Yes."

"I'm not..... I'm no one special. You are an Alpha. A powerful one and I'm not...."

"You are an Alpha too."

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She didn't say much after that. She just asked if she could be alone, to think. Which was just frustrating. It was not supposed to go like this. She was supposed to be happy, not fearful and angry. She was supposed to want me to claim her. Not want to run and hide. 'This is your fault.' I snap at Aero. 'You couldn't just leave it. You had to go on and on and on. And now look at the mess we have caused.'

'In my defence, I thought she would be happy to replace out she is mated to the greatest Alpha. Maybe you should have led with that instead of telling her about the prisoner first!' He snaps back at me.

Heading to the kitchen to grab something to eat. I spot Raven, stuffing her face with food.

"Are you ever not eating?" I snap at her

"I'm hungry." she shrugs "And something has clearly pissed you off!"

I slam a mug down a little too hard and the handle snaps clean off. Raven gets up and adds 'Mugs' to the shopping list.

"We won't have any left at this rate." She mutters as she sits back down. "So what's happened now?"

"I told her."

Raven stares at me with her dark eyes. "You told Neah that she is your mate?"

"What else am I talking about, Raven?!"

"Woah, okay. I take it that it didn't go the way you hoped."

"Do you see her?" I snap, gesturing around the room

She wipes a crumb from her bottom lip. "I would be mad too."

"Thanks for the support, Raven."

"I'm just saying, not everyone is like Charlene or Daisy or Veronica or......"

"That's enough Raven!"

"Sometimes, I wonder if you actually know anything about women." She shakes her head at me as she takes another bite of her sandwich and I wait for her to continue.

"What?" I snap, "I know you are dying to tell me Raven. So come on, let's hear it, seeing as you think you know her better than anyone."

"I didn't say that, did I? I said you don't know much about women. And that is something I do understand."

She moves to dump her plate in the sink and immediately starts looking through the cupboards for something else to eat.

"Do you think she expected to replace a mate? For most of us, the idea of replaceing a mate is a number one priority, yourself included. It most likely has never been her priority and I'm guessing you just sprung it on her." "She can't sense the bond. How else was I supposed to tell her?"

"It doesn't matter anyway, it's too late, you can't change the way you told her. But you should be with her and not down here talking to your baby sister."

"Alright, smart ass. I'm going."

Neah stares at me with wide eyes when I enter the bedroom and once again, I feel that pull. She is perched on the edge of the bed, her legs dangling over, almost like she was waiting for me.

I will not admit to Raven that she was right, she already had a big enough ego.

"It makes sense." Neah whispers. "You wanted me to sleep in here. You didn't want me to be alone with Jenson. You said you didn't want anyone else touching me. That was never because of the contract, was it?" "No."

"Because you knew?" Oddly, she doesn't sound angry. It was more like she was trying to put the pieces together.

"Yes." There were very few people that I would allow to talk to me this way. To allow them to second guess my decisions. "I thought about telling you, so many times. I thought about just claiming you and never having to reveal the truth. I didn't want you to feel obligated to be with me because of the bond."

"So you used a contract instead?" She asks with a slight frown.

"When you say it like that, it sounds just as ridiculous." I mutter. Scratching the back of my head, I try to think of something to say, but there was nothing that sounded right. Nothing that seemed like it would make her feel better about my poor choices.

She gets off the bed, pulling her sweatshirt off and revealing a white fitted tee, where I could clearly see her erect nipples. I watch her walk over to the laundry basket and dump the sweatshirt inside.

She turns back to me and places her hands on her hips. "If.... if you claim me, does that mean you can sense my needs? Will you be able to tell if I need help?"

"I will know everything about you. I will feel your every need. I will know all your desires. I will know when you need me."

She loosely ties her hair back and closes her eyes. "Claim me then."