The Alpha’s Contract (Taylor West) novel Chapter 329

Abraxas

Raven’s soul is so dark that it would give most Rogue’s a run for their money. You could feel it as you stepped into the house. And the bedroom just radiated her darkness.

When I had been talking to Damien outside, I had half hoped I was wrong. That my baby girl had just had one of her nightmares, but it turns out she was far more aware of souls than I realised. Maybe sitting in with Neah had brought it out in her.

Though in my years hunting, I had never come across a Wolf like this.

I had seen Wolves drown in despair. I had watched them become shells of themselves, barely surviving as they faded away. But to become so consumed by what they think is right, that it turns them into this, is something else.

“Did you even love our brother?” Raven demands as she glares at Dane.

Her soul pulsates, whatever answer Dane is going to give her, it isn’t going to make a difference. She is just asking questions for the sake of asking.

“Of course I did. I made a vow to our parents to look after you and him.” Dane tells her

“But you stopped looking after him. You gave up.”

“He was a fucking adult, Raven. An adult who could make his own choices. An adult who became so wrapped up in himself that he didn’t care what he did to others.” He shakes his head in disbelief that he was even having this conversation. “Have you forgotten what the fucker did to Eric? Or that he tried to take Neah away from me? Plus the many others he pissed off in this pack. It wasn’t exactly like you were at the top of his priority list either!”

“You are wrong.”

“Really? Where was he when you were suffering because Salem rejected you? Oh right, he needed to deal with his own issues. Fucking more women.”

“Salem has nothing to do with this.”

Her dark eyes shift to me. “He’s going to kill me anyway. And you can’t stop him.”

I lift my hands to show the men that my gun is firmly tucked into my belt. Though, if I wanted to, I could grab it quite easily. But was I willing to shoot the Alpha’s sister? I wouldn’t hesitate if it were a Lycan.

Raven is the one Wolf I had least interaction with since I had been here. She had either been in the hospital with Jenson or here, asleep. I never saw her wandering the grounds or talking to anyone else. But I had wondered what losing her twin would do to her. How far would it drag her down?

Turns out, pretty damn far.

“He won’t kill you.” Damien mutters. “Will you?” His eyes search mine, though I don’t answer, because I couldn’t give him an honest answer.

“He will if I ask him too.” Raven replies with a shrug of her shoulders. “It’s what he is good at, killing Rogues.” Her eyes shift to me, “Right?”