Alpha Alec's Redemption by Kathy M

"I do," Raven replies calmly. "But think about it, Sadie. The prophecy said you have the power to destroy the curse. What if destroying the curse means killing Kaden? Prophecies are never literal-they're all riddles and double meanings. Maybe this is what it meant all along."

Panic builds inside me. My fingers tremble against the edge of the table. My heart feels like it might beat right out of my chest.

I get what she's saying and it actually makes sense, but killing a fucking demi- god? That's completely crazy. It's a fucking death wish.

"Raven,” I murmur, trying to suppress my panic. "We are not only talking about a man so evil that he was feared by other deities, but also one that is half god. Do you get that? Sure, I have powers, but I don't think I can go up against a demigod."

Call me a coward or whatever, but at this point, I'd rather serve as an anchor until my dying breath than go up against Kaden. He was feared for a reason. What makes Raven think I have what it takes to kill him?

Silence stretches as she stares at me for a long time. Then finally, she speaks.

"You wouldn't have to fight him, Sadie."

"What do you mean? You just said "

She sighs. "I think Kaden is unconscious."

Alec straightens. "Explain."

"This spell has been around for probably more than a century. Think about it. If Kaden is this powerful demi-god and he was conscious, wouldn't he have broken free long ago?"

way, it actually does make sense. There is no way such a powerful man would remain imprisoned for that long. He doesn't

asleep?" Piper

"Most likely," Raven nods.

his powers are

put into a deep sleep or his powers

What matters is that

advantage of his vulnerable state to kill him," I

"Exactly," she echoes.

staring down at the now-cold plate of food in front of me. My coffee's gone

location. As for the spell, I found a text

it just enough to create the window

sink in. This is

one that could actually end this. So why does it feel

"Raven..."

a small window, Sadie.

and for all. I know you can do

around the table, anxiety gnawing at the edges of

this," Micah says, tapping his fingers on the wood.

gaze shifts to