Alpha Alec's Redemption by Kathy M

Chapter 0172

Kaden. That name keeps playing in my head over and over again like a broken record. I don't know what it is about it, but it sends shivers down my spine.

I frown as I try to think about why it would affect me in that way. It wasn't a name I knew. It was just a random name, yet it has an effect on me that I can't understand no matter how much I try.

I try shaking myself from the thoughts, but nothing. It's like my mind is stuck on that one name. I don't know anyone by that name, so it doesn't make any sense whatsoever.

Trying to focus, I clench my fingers in an effort to keep myself grounded. To keep tethered to reality, but it doesn't work. My heart starts racing really fast the more I think about that name. The more my brain focuses on it.

My vision blurs as my eyes become unfocused. It's like I am in a damn trance. A trance I can't pull myself from no matter how much I try.

There is something about it that I just don't get. An array of emotions assaults me all at once, and my breathing becomes deep as I struggle to fully grasp what the hell is happening to me. Fear, pain, sadness, bitterness, anger and betrayal. At the top of that list were betrayal, fear, pain and complete heartbreak.

did I

can't make any sense out of

"Sadie, are you alright?"

knowing what to say, I avoid his questioning gaze and look around the room, only to find everyone staring at me. My thoughts are jumbled and

yes,

I wanted to tell them what's bothering me, I couldn't. I didn't understand it myself, so how the hell was I supposed to explain it to

eyes were narrowed at me, but when Micah calls her

imprisoned here. I believe his name is Kaden," she repeats

a beat at the mention of that name. Yeah, something is seriously wrong

find out?" Jason

sits down and starts explaining. "Well, it kept bothering me, especially since I didn't find anything of use in the pack library. I got the idea of checking it out somewhere else. My mom always told me that, just like wolves, witches also have libraries, and so do

a witch or warlock was probably involved. The good thing is that they granted me authorization once they learned that I was a witch. I combed their text going back hundreds of years. That's when