The Alpha’s Contract novel Chapter 224

“I assume you wanted to speak to me about something.” He asks coldly

“I believe Salem is dead.”

He stills, his eyes shifting from the paperwork up to me. The crimson colour still didn’t quite sit right with me, but it wasn’t such a surprise each time I looked at him now. Though Raven had said that Dane always believed it was because he was Alpha. I’ve met enough Alpha’s to know that crimson eyes were not common, in fact, I’ve never seen another Wolf with them.

“I was down in the training hall. I felt this awful pain, spiralling in my heart. Like my life was being sucked from me.”

He rocks in his chair, giving me a knowing look. “That’s the pain of losing a sibling. It’s what Raven and I felt when Jenson cut us off. But you are here, so you didn’t kill him?”

“No, like I said, I was in the training hall.”

“I hope he suffered for what he did to Eric’s kids and Raven.”

“You mean Jensons kids?”

“Eric raised them. You should have told him. Maybe it would have helped……I don’t know at this point. I think he’s lost it.”

“Words won’t help him, Dane. We both know that. Just be grateful he isn’t a Lycan.”

He didn’t need to ask me what I meant, he knew exactly what I was saying.

“Are you making Klaus your Beta?” I press

He presses his lips into a thin line as he clenches his jaw. “I should, but no.”

“You can’t wait for the drunk to sort it out!”

“I thought the pain was something to do with her at first. I thought something had happened. But she's in the kitchen, eating ice cream.”

“Ah, I don’t need to hear anymore.” He nods knowingly. Raven had told me that Dane had pretty much raised her and her twin brother through their teenage years. Taking them on as his own as he took the role of Alpha. No doubt she gave him a hard time when she hit puberty. They both probably did. I’m glad I wasn’t around for that.

Becoming an Alpha at a young age had mostly worked in Danes favour. He definitely knew how to force people into helping him. I wondered if he had managed to get someone on the outside to kill my brother. I didn't care if he had, I just wanted to know who so I could congratulate them.

“Who do you think killed him?” Salem had spent several years never being caught. He had outrun me. Always ahead of whatever it was we were trying to do and now suddenly, he was dead. I don’t buy it. It sounds like someone else was hunting him.

He shrugs his shoulders. “Does it matter if he’s dead?”

“It shouldn’t, but I prefer to know who."