The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 283

Damien

Raven isn’t in bed when I return. The hours of sleep she needed once again evaded her and I already knew she would be back at Jenson’s bedside. Praying for a miracle.

I don’t stop when I hear Dane and Abraxas in the kitchen. He was spewing some bullshit about seeing souls like he was some fucking God or maybe that was it, he just had a God complex.

Bringing him here was a mistake and I would prove it.

In the hospital, I find Raven exactly where I expected her to be. Hunched over Jenson, fighting sleep, gripping his hand.

“You are supposed to be in bed.”

“Can’t sleep.” She whispers

“Klaus was watching him.” I remind her

“I know.”

She’s clinging to his hand again. Her thumb circled the back of his hand as though that would wake him up.

“Did something happen? Did Klaus link you?”

She shakes her head, a large tear rolls down her cheek.

I stand there, watching her, trying to think of something to say when I hear his voice. Why the fuck was he here?

I pull the door open to face Dane and Abraxas.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”

“Nice to see you too, Rogue!” He grins at me and Dane rolls his eyes.

“Why are you here, asshole?” I snap back. If he was going to continue to call me Rogue, then I had a few choice names for him too.

“I asked him to come here.” Dane interrupts us

“So he can look at Jenson’s soul?” I mutter sarcastically.

“Exactly.”

I stare at Dane, surely he didn’t believe the crap this asshole is sprouting.

“His soul?” Raven whispers behind me.

“Raven, this is Abraxas. Abraxas, this is my sister Raven and the guy in the bed is my brother, Jenson.”

The asshole stares at me, waiting for me to move. I position myself next to Raven and the idiot smirks at me. As soon as we are alone, I’m going to stitch his lips shut so he can never smirk again.

He settles into a chair on the other side of Jenson, propping an ankle on his knee as he stares at my mate's brother.

“He’s a Wolf?”

“Thought you could tell the difference?” I sneer

“That’s not why I was questioning it, Rogue. I’m questioning how he can be a Wolf.”

“I don’t understand.” Dane frowns

“I know their bond is different.” Dane replies.

“You should prepare yourself, your sons have the same bond.”

“Really? Do you really get off on spewing this crap? Those machines are what are keeping him alive.”

“Nah.”

I square up to him and he laughs. “You should never have come here, asshole.”

“Neither should you, Rogue.”

His movement is quick and I feel a gun pressed to the side of my head.

“Abraxas!” Dane growls.

“I promised not to hurt your mate.” He smiles at me as he stares me dead in the eye. “I didn’t promise I wouldn’t kill the Rogue." His eyes narrow. "Your brain will make a lovely piece of art, smeared against the wall to our left. I might even put a frame around it.”

“Son of a bitch.”

“You shouldn’t talk about someone else's mother like that. Not when you have your own family problems.” He pushes the end of the gun firmly against my temple.

“You two are worse than squabbling children!” Dane snaps. “Abraxas put the gun down. Damien go to Raven.”

“Looks like it’s your lucky day.” The asshole grins at me. “I was quite looking forward to hanging a frame. I was going to add a little information. ‘Here lies the remnants of a Rogue. He thought he knew what he was doing, but the darkness took him instead.’ Has a nice sound to it, doesn’t it?”

A low growl rumbles from my chest and he laughs. He taps the gun against my temple twice. “Remember, I’m always prepared, Rogue.” He winks at me and turns away, acting like it was his decision not to shoot me.