Alpha Alec's Redemption by Kathy M

Chapter 260

His chin rests atop my head as he rocks me gently, his fingers stroking slow,

comforting lines down my spine.

"You're okay," he says, his voice a low rumble against my ear.

I rest my head against his shoulder with my eyes closed. We don't stay outside for long because within minutes I'm drained and all I want to do is sleep.

"Can we go back inside?" I whisper. "I'm exhausted."

"Absolutely," he answers, picking me up bridal style.

I'm surprised, but at the same time, I'm too tired to dive into the whole thing.

Inside, Alec wraps a soft blanket around me and pulls me onto his lap on the couch. His hand rests on my back, his thumb rubbing soothing circles as he rocks us both.

“I feel like this is my fault. Like you are going through this because of me," he mutters, his eyes closing briefly. "If I had just..."

"If you had just what?" I ask, my brow furrowing.

He doesn't answer, but the haunted look in his eyes is enough.

The ache inside me flares up again, this time for an entirely different reason. "Alec..."

"Don't," he says, his voice suddenly harsh. He pulls back, creating distance between us. "If you say my name like that, I'm going to forget myself."

my throat tight. "Forget

that you're not ready. Forget that you still don't trust me.

tightens. The pain of his rejection from last night stings, but hearing how much

speak, to say something, anything, but no

to stop last night,” he murmurs, his voice low and gravelly. "You were in my arms, writhing against me, begging me to take you. And all I

"You're my mate, Sadie. I want you so bad it's killing me. Even

open inside me. I lift my hand, cradling his cheek. I don't understand my action. Maybe it's the moon's heat influence, but

not your fault, Alec," I finally say. "You

that he still blames himself for something that is completely

like that — his forehead against mine, his breath mingling with mine, our heartbeats thrumming

pain starts low, a throbbing

building until it

I gasp,

hand around me "Hey, hey," he murmurs, voice tight with

off the hoodie I had on before taking off his shirt. He then slips on behin@me,

he whispers, his lips against my ear. "I'm right

my eyes, letting his voice wash

Aspen. I had to sing for her.

to be

says, his voice

warm, calming murmur.

trying to distract me and it works. I laugh at that despite

insides were on fire.