Alpha Alec's Redemption by Kathy M

Chapter 0129

I've known Raven for three years. In those three years, I've witnessed a lot of emotions from her, but never fear.

Have you ever come across someone who is fearless? Someone who nothing ever shakes them? Nothing ever rattles them? Raven is that person to me. Seeing the fear on her face right now, surges a kind of panic inside me. Something terrible must have happened to cause her to be like this when she's normally chill.

"Raven?" I whisper, trying to hide the tremble in my voice.

Raven raises her finger, stopping me from continuing. She bends over, one hand on her knee while the other hand is pressed on her fast-rising chest. She takes huge gulps of air, trying to calm herself down.

Either what she has to say has rattled her, or she has run all the way here, or both. I can't really figure out which is which.

I continue watching my friend as she slowly calms down. Her breathing goes back to normal, and then she's standing up straight. There is still something in her eyes. The fear is still there, but she's trying to get it under control.

"Don't you know how to knock?" Alec's irritated voice says behind me. "Given you are a gamma, I expected you would know how to respect other alphas by not barging into their offices."

My concern for Raven disappears for a moment as anger starts to fill. I didn't like the way he is talking to Raven, given she is here to help his pack too.

I was just about to put him in his place, but Raven cutting words stop me.

She glared at him with nothing but hate, "If an Alpha has earned my respect, then sure... But you, Alec, have done nothing to make me respect you. In fact, all your actions have done the opposite. I don't even consider you worthy enough to be an Alpha." There were gasps all around the room at her statement. I'd forgotten that the elders were present when Raven barged in.

Before he can, though, he falls on his knees, clutching his head

using this kind of spell. It's painful and usually if she continues long enough, it makes someone's brain

don't take kindly to being threatened, Alec," she hisses, her eyes glowing from the use of

chest rising and falling with an effort to pull

no bounds. In all

to my friend. "Rave? Is there something you wanted to

know Raven. I know she would never barge in the way

one last angry stare, she focuses on me. "I went to visit my mother's grave

was urgent.

I wasn't really sure what visiting her

wasn't used to seeing from her. She is

in me since I was young." She stops to take a deep breath. "She would always tell me that magic, when used, leaves traces behind. Traces that can be tracked." Slowly, as if my brain is just now starting to wake up, what she says starts to sink in.

cast the curse," I conclude as excitement slowly starts to rise inside

celebrating? Is it weird that I feel like jumping up and down

magic used, then we can be sure of the kind of spell, and if we are sure, then we can undo it. We

I would have to stay here longer than I had intended. I didn't like it, but I'd surrendered to my fate. Now though,

considering the curse has been there for decades, but at least we had a starting point. At least we now

warlocks ever told us that magic could be traced and then undone," one of the elders

that easy, then we wouldn't still have

it out is because they were probably busy trying to break the curse instead of undoing it. Spells can be undone if you know the source of the magic and what kind it is. It's usually easier and less messy to undo a curse than