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Neah
"That's fucking gross. Are you saying our uncle wants to put a pup in her?" Devon sticks his fingers back his throat and starts gagging.
I agree, I was horrified by the idea, how could he even suggest that, we are related!
"Not necessarily him." Alpha Dane mutters. He stops next to me. "You said Trey and Cassandra have been together for a long time."
I nod. "Since I was little."
"And yet they have no pups of their own. Rather odd, don't you think?"
It wasn't something I had ever thought about. If anything, I just tried to keep my head down and make it through each day with as little beatings as possible.
"Neah carries Alpha blood." Beta Eric murmurs.
"We are a dying breed." Devon adds
"Exactly. It's the only thing that comes remotely close to making sense." Alpha Dane studies me. "I think the plan was to have someone impregnate you. Most likely multiple times. Producing another Alpha." "No." I shake my head. "Trey never....."
"He never let anyone near you like that, I know." He finished my sentence for me and it just made it sound ten times worse.
"You think he wanted to raise them as his own?" Devon mutters
Alpha Dane nods
"What about the excess bindings?" Devon asks
"That is something Klaus is trying to make sense of." Alpha Dane mutters to Devon, "Trey had to have known."
"He bound me because of Kyle." I whisper. "He bound me because I could scent Kyle." My voice catches in my throat.
"That's what I am struggling to understand." Beta Eric murmurs. "He must have thought there was a reason why Neah was somehow breaking out of being bound."
"Maybe he thought the same things we did. That her bindings were failing" Alpha Dane suggests.
Devon groans, "Trey isn't the smartest cookie out there. Cassandra definitely pulls his strings, that's for sure. And from what I've been told, I think this has more to do with her than it does Trey."
"What do you mean?" Beta Eric asks as I try to keep up with how they were working things out.
"I haven't grown up in a pack. But I am aware of how packs operate." Devon frowns. "An Alpha normally has a Luna. The Luna seeks the same power as the Alpha. Normally, to ensure their place, the Luna provides the Alpha with an heir. She hasn't done that." He shakes out his mop of dark hair. "Fucking bastards!"
It was the most anger I had heard from Devon, he was usually so laid back, considering he was locked in a dungeon.
"If he changes more people, he will have a bigger pack anyway." Beta Eric mutters
"What good is a pack if they have no heir to carry it on?" Alpha Dane frowns
"If they had killed you, which they almost did, the Alpha line would be dead anyway." Devon's blue eyes are on mine. "I'm so sorry that I didn't get you out of there sooner."
If the situation wasn't so serious, I would laugh. He spoke like the older brother Trey should have been. Maybe it was time to let him out.
"The blood tie." Alpha Dane mutters. His hands grab my waist and he holds me steady. "The blood tie was keeping you alive. You were weak, they knew you were fading away. Cassandra knew that they had fucked up."
Devon's blue eyes are full of sadness. His jaw clenched as he shakes his head. "I should have done more."
"You are right, you should have." Alpha Danes' voice is low. "But you can't change the past, none of us can. We can only put a stop to the shit that's going on."
"This...this is too much," I mumble
"Look at me." Alpha Dane orders
Hesitating, I slowly raise my eyes to meet his. His hand cups my cheek as his gaze deepens, his thumb runs across my bottom lip. "You are not alone."
"If I'm... if they need an heir. Won't they come for me?"
"I would like to see him try." Alpha Dane molds his lips against mine
"Guys, guys. What you get up to behind closed doors is your prerogative. But I don't want to see it." Devon groans
Alpha Dane winks at me and turns to Devon. "Well, if you are staying in the packhouse, you better lock yourself away."
"You're letting him out." Beta Eric asks and I couldn't help but notice the slight pinkish tint to his peachy skin.
"It's your choice." Alpha Dane mutters to me. "And if you do decide too, there will be conditions that he has to meet."
"Anything!" Devon beams at us. "I will literally do anything! I'm desperate for some sunlight."
What if I make the wrong decision? What if I say yes and all this has been complete lies? What if the moment I let him out, he brings Trey straight to us? Choices were not my strong point.
Stepping out into the snow, Alpha Dane grabs my hand, just as Devon mutters something about the sun on his skin being a glorious feeling.
"I am never going in a cell again." Devon's hand catches mine. "Thank you so much. I promise you, I will be the brother you deserve." He straightens up in front of Alpha Dane and clears his throat, trying to force his voice a note lower and making himself sound almost serious.
"Alpha Dane, don't fuck with my sister."
I see the small twitch at the corner of Alpha Dane's lips. He wasn't a man who could be told what to do. He lived and played by his own rules.
"Oh come on." Devon muses, "I had to do the brotherly thing."
"I will let you have that one." Alpha Dane replies, "But I will remind you, that although Neah let you out, I can quite easily put you back in the cell and this time, there will be no benefits."
"Sure sure sure." Devon puffs out his cheeks, turning around "Someone's on a mission."
I follow his gaze to see Veronica charging towards us. I would just like to make it a few hours without dealing with her.
"Dane, I've been looking for you." Her statement was for Alpha Dane, but her eyes were ogling Devon.
"Veronica, now is not the time."
"I've been speaking to some of the others." She continues anyway.
"Of course you have."
"They are worried about her shifting." She points at me, even though it was obvious who she meant.
Devon snorts.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know you." She mutters, a small smile on her face as she uses her biceps to squeeze her breast even higher. She somehow trips, bumping into me and Devon helps her back up. "You can call me Devon."
As she stands, I'm certain I see something in her hand, but no one says anything. Maybe I was imagining things.
"Are you a guest?" She twirls her hair like a teenager
"You could say that."
She giggles at his comment.
Could she not see that we looked alike?
Or was this supposed to be some kind of payback because Alpha Dane had turned her down?
Was she trying to make him jealous?
Her grey eyes flicker to me and a slight sinister smile crosses her lips before she retunrs her gaze to Devon.
"How about you and I get something to eat?" She flutters her eyelashes at him.
"I'm sorry, but you can't offer me what I want."
Her mouth hangs open as she frowns. "You don't even know me."
"And yet it is very clear who you are. The disgruntled ex, right? You saw a chance to irritate Neah and it failed."
"You don't know what you are missing!" Veronica snaps, curling her hands up into balls.
"Oh I do, and it is so not worth it."
"BASTARD!"
"Veronica." Alpha Dane steps in, "You said you had been talking to the others."
Her eyes narrow at me. "We want to know when she is going to shift. We want to know if you are putting us in danger!" "Who is we?"
"Uh....."
"You, Veronica, you mean you." Alpha Dane sighs. He pulls me in against him, draping his arm over my shoulders. "Veronica, you may have saved my life, but you are running out of lifelines." "I'm only asking a question." She splutters
His voice drops to that commanding tone of his. "You are questioning my decisions."
"No!" She was so angry that she wasn't getting her way. It made me wonder how many things she had been allowed to get away with over the years. Just for a second, I wished that she could experience the life I had. Maybe then she wouldn't be such a bitch.