Chapter 89 Agreement Of Alpha

• Yes, Neah.. He was staring at my hand. Blood seepedd down the front of his shirt,, and he letout strange,, hollow rasps. He glanced down very slowly, as if time had paused to give him time to comprehend what had transpired. He croaked, his body swayed, and his hands shook as he clutched his chest. I pushed him off the roof without thinking. I stood motionless until I heard the loud snap of his body hitting the floor. I brought my knees to my chest and sat down, allowing my hair to ruffle in the chilly night air. Someone had just been killed by me. My hand had partially moved as I turned it over to examine it. Dried traces of blood still persisted.
• I feel nothing when I run my thumb over the tips of my fingers—no pain, no jagged edges beneath my skin. The claws had vanished as fast as they had appeared. 'I'm sorry about it, but that prick needed dealing with.' The voice rumbles in my head, unbothered by what has transpired. I was the only person on the roof. And that was definitely not Alpha Dane talking to me. "You're right; I'm not a man at all." Her voice seems amused to me. "Who are you, exactly?" I'm your Lycan, Nyx. And it appears that we came upon one another at the ideal moment.
• "We don't." I'm not meant to think about you. "It's funny what a few bindings and a little Alpha blood can do." I was irritated; why hadn't she showed herself if I had a Lycan? "Where are you now?" "Those jerks had me shut down, even though I've been right here." Feeling her wander through my head was a strange feeling. "The time frame?" I mumble 'Bingo!' Stunned into stillness, I keep my arms curled about my legs. Do Alpha Dane and the others experience this when their Wolf speaks? "Neah, you'll get used to me." It is my responsibility to keep us both alive.