Alpha Alec's Redemption by Kathy M

The suspense in the room is thick. You can feel it. You can almost taste it.

What Raven is suggesting sounds almost impossible. After what she's told us about the spell, could it really be this simple? Just find a way to stop the spell without releasing Kaden?

"Is that even possible?" Jason murmurs, doubt flickering in his eyes.

"That's what I've been trying to figure out these past few days," Raven replies. "I've been researching ways to deal with the spell without unleashing Kaden."

I want to believe her. I really do. And though I still carry doubts, hope is beginning to bloom inside me... It's a war-hope and doubt both fighting for dominance.

My eyes drift toward Alec... only to find his gaze already locked on mine. I frown slightly. That same look from last night is still there. Still lingering in the depth of his green eyes. There is hope and relief, but there is something else too. Something I still can't name.

"My research led me to two findings," Raven continues, pulling my attention back to her. "First: we could transfer the spell to a different anchor. But that anchor would need to be incredibly powerful-strong enough to sustain the spell long- term. At first, I thought Sadie could serve as the anchor, but like I said, no one is immortal and the future isn't guaranteed..."

Her eyes dart to me and she gives me a look. At first, I can't quite place it, but seconds later it clicks. She still thinks I had a premonition about my death.

gotten a chance to tell her what I discovered today-that what I saw wasn't a

a mental note to fill her

better solution. Or better yet, anchor the

softly, looking like she's considering

do anything to free Kaden-even sacrifice herself. If we tether

think of

the

now, growls low

second option before we start deciding," he says. "I

idea of my mate being used as an anchor to secure

make my

hate how much they affect me. Maybe it's the way he said mate. Maybe it's the quiet protectiveness in hispice. Whatever it is-it makes

bloom in my chest.

head, forcing myself back