Alpha Alec's Redemption by Kathy M

Chapter 0122

I curse the moon goddess for the hundredth time as I make my way back into the pack house. I hate this. I hate it so freaking much. I wish things were different. I wish things didn't happen the way they did. Maybe then I wouldn't be here.

I wipe the tears away, getting rid of all the evidence that for a moment I had been a weak teary mess. I haven't cried in a long time. I've always just tried to push everything down and focus on what had to be done. Focus on the present moment. I haven't been back even a full day and already the walls I'd built to keep my emotions away were starting to crumble.

I walk through the pack house. Every corner of the place is haunted with memories I wish to bury and forget. All the good times I had with Piper. All the things we did together. All the happier times.

Memories I had of Alec. They weren't all warm. He spent most of the time ignoring me like I didn't exist, but they were there. There were a few times I caught him smiling or laughing. Joking with pack members. The happier times when we didn't carry the weight of the world.

My childhood, teenage years and part of my adulthood are deeply engraved in this pack. There isn't a place I could turn and I wouldn't find a memory to pull me back to the past.

Those happy memories became tainted when everyone, except Micah, turned their backs on me. I bury them because they bring me nothing but pain when I remember them. I bury them because they remind me of the deep betrayal that I endured from the so-called people I loved.

I rush through the space, intent on escaping those haunting melodies. The few pack members I pass by don't seem shocked to see me, but they do seem remorseful. I guess Alec told them the truth.

Not wanting to pass by any more of them, I focus my energy as Nyx taught me and teleport to the room that was

trust the

can think about is the mess she's made of my

sighs. "It may seem so, but it will all make sense in the

I feel that if I don't get the hell out

are quiet for a while as I take off my clothes. I need another shower. One I wish

am heading to the bathroom. "He

"And?"

with those two. The things they did to me and the joy that shone in their eyes as they tortured me still makes me sick to this day. "Nothing. I

I said, Nyx frustrates me most of the time, but I still wouldn't trade her for

times," I mumble, feeling some of the tension leave

so silently I almost