The Alpha’s Contract

Chapter 0502

"I can't believe he is leaving the pack." Samara mutters as she follows me back home.

"He needs to do what he needs to do."

"But it's still a huge risk. He could be gone for years."

"That's Klaus's choice. He isn't being kicked out and he has spoken to Neah about it."

Back inside, she makes herself a coffee and settles on the sofa. Crossing her legs, she flips the book open and rests it on them.

I took my own coffee to the table, I could see her through the open door. Several times she goes to take a drink, but the mug never quite makes it to her lips. A wide range of emotion flashes across her face as she turns the pages. Curiosity, surprise, sadness and every now and again, she would look overwhelmed by what she is reading.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Do you know much about the war?" She asks and her eyes lock on mine. A rosy pink tinge fills her cheeks and she starts drinking the coffee to hide her face.

Before I have a chance to answer, she starts firing information at me. Nothing that was really useful, but to her, it seemed to be.

She glances back to the book. "There's allsorts in here. And it's weird to read about a great ancestor." Samara slowly closes it with a small frown, "What about you family?"

"What about them?"

"Do you ever go and see them?"

"Why would I? I'm not Human anymore. Salem is dead and Dane is my brother now."

"Parents? Any other siblings?"

I shake my head at her.

"Sorry. I'm intruding." She mutters and takes another sip of coffee.

"You are not intruding. I rarely talk about my past life. It isn't important."

She drops the book on the sofa and comes through to the kitchen, sitting at the opposite end of the table to me. How did you get here?"

"Luck." Content belong to NôvelDráma. Org.

"You believe in luck?" she scoffs

"Not always, but I do think it was luck that brought everyone into my life. The woman who turned me, she was a problem. I left before she could get me to do something that I didn't agree with. When I met Damien, I was trying to get Mallory out of a shit situation. And they just happened to come along. Did I expect to meet my mate here? No. But I guess everything happens for a reason."

Samara lowers her eyes. "She was a big part of you."

"She is, but she didn't make me who I am. That happened a long time ago."

I watch as she nods, but she doesn't make eye contact. Suddenly she gets to her feet. "Another coffee?"

"Not for me."

She doesn't say another word as she fills the kettle and starts making herself another drink. She stands with her hands on her hips, cinching in the tshirt she is wearing and showing the curves of her hips.

My eyes involuntarily drift down to her pert ass and for a second an image appears in my mind of her bent over the counter, her bare round ass in the air, waiting for me.

I cough to clear the thought and she turns around to look at me. "What happened?"

"Coffee, wrong hole." I splutter and make an excuse to leave.

"Do you want me to stay here?"

"I think that's for the best." I shout back and head out the door.

Mallory is staring at me with a cocked eyebrow, a few feet away from my door and with Luca in a sling. "I've seen that look before." She smirks as I stride past her.

"It's nothing." I mutter

"Hmm."

"There is no 'hmm'. It is nothing."

"If you say so." She muses

"Why are you here anyway?"

"Eric is on duty, there are a lot of people in my house and I just needed an hour or two. And it's good for Luca."

"Sounds like you regret inviting Neah and Dane to stay." I tease