Alpha Alec's Redemption by Kathy M

Chapter 255

The entire pack gathered in the field, a sea of tense bodies and gleaming eyes, all waiting for Alec to speak.

I stand among them, my skin prickling under the moon's heavy gaze. The full moon looms above, its pull a visceral ache beneath my skin. The bond with Alec is stronger tonight, as if the moon itself is a cord tightening around us, forcing me to feel every flicker of his energy.

Alec steps forward, his presence commanding and powerful. Even without trying, he owns every eye in the room. His bare chest gleams under the moon's glow, each muscle coiled and ready, his jaw tight as he addresses the pack.

"Tonight, we honor the goddess," Alec says, his deep voice rolling over the crowd, sending a shiver straight down my spine. "We thank her for another cycle, for the blessings she's bestowed upon us, for our strength, our health, and our unity."

I bite my lower lip, my eyes tracing the way his lips moved. The way his throat bobs when he swallows. The way his muscles tense as he clasps his hands behind his back.

The raw power radiating off him is enough to make my knees buckle.

Nyx is restless, pacing in my mind, her hackles raised.

“Do you feel that? "she whispers, her voice low and sultry. "His scent. His power. It's intoxicating."

I can't respond. My tongue feels thick in my mouth. All I can do is stand there, trembling, as Alec's scent fills every inch of my lungs.

for the briefest of moments. His pupils are blown, the golden glow of his wolf swirling beneath the surface. He swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing. He knows what

came out in shallow pants. I can feel the wetness between my thighs, the aching throb of need that pulses through me like a second heartbeat. Alec turns away, but I don't. I keep staring, my eyes trailing

Nyx growls, but it is too

A collective howl erupts from the pack, a sound so primal it echoes deep

voice is the loudest. Strong, powerful, and filled

shiver as I listen, the vibrations of his howl thrumming

the shift

wolves shed their

the air Clothes tear,

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then pull my shirt over my head, the night air cool against my bare skin. I slip off my pants and stand naked under the moon, the heat of the

me like a

ready?"

first for me; of course

all.

"But that doesn't matter right