Alpha Alec's Redemption by Kathy M

Chapter 0153

"What are you doing here? Alec," I ask Alec, still eating my ice cream.

"I could ask you the same thing, Sadie," he answers, his eyes focused on me. "I saw Micah's car and wondered what he would be doing here. Only it wasn't Micah, it was you."

I used to come here as a safe haven. I didn't have anywhere in the pack except the meadows, but when I wanted to get away from the pack, I would come here.

Like I said, most of the time I came here because of Alec. Any time he would ignore me or brush me off as if I were nothing. Any time he would treat me like I was invisible. Like I didn't matter, I would come here.

I can't even begin to count the number of times he would break my heart. So you can imagine just how many times I came here to escape my heartbreak and the pain I was feeling.

Before he found Lola, I would come here whenever he would bring his new toy to the pack house... or whenever I witnessed his current flavor leaving his bedroom or his office looking thoroughly ravished. I hated it, and I hated that it hurt me.

said, we don't usually interact with humans. That simply means

marred by our species. Here, being surrounded by humans meant

so in love with her. I hated seeing them flaunting their love and relationship in my face. My visits here became regular

heart. It left me shattered, reeling from the

once cold, unfeeling Alpha, so soft and mushy in her hands? This is the same man who treated me like I was the devil. This is the same man that barely showed emotions. The same man that I thought wasn't capable of

all but destroyed me. Each day, seeing them so loveydovey killed me slowly. My heart

have anyone I could talk to about how hard it was for me except for Mrs. Walter. That's why I came here all the time. To talk to someone

me. I give her a sharp look, trying to let her know not to give anything away, but she fails to understand my look. "You are goodlooking. Just like my husband was.

down, his eyes shifting between the two of us

huffs, glaring at him. "If I had my cane, I would have bashed your head. Maybe that would bring some sense into that stubborn, thick