Alpha Alec's Redemption - Chapter 113: Chapter 113

I quietly pass some of Alec’s pack members. Some wave at me, but I ignore them. One, because I find their actions hypocritical. I mean, why, all of a sudden, am I now a good person? Just because their alpha told them that he made a mistake, and they conveniently forgot what they did to me. No. It doesn’t work like that. And two, I have more important things to think and worry about. Apart from the kids in this pack, the rest don’t really matter to me.
I quicken my steps, and for a moment I think about teleporting, but I quickly push that idea aside and continue walking.
Minutes later, I’m standing outside Raven’s room. Her scent is strong, so I know she’s inside.
I knock and wait. We are like sisters, but that doesn’t mean that I have permission to enter her room whenever I feel like it.
“Come in,” comes her soft voice.
Twisting the knob, I open the door and enter, then close it behind me. I’m shocked to find her still in her pajamas, lying across the bed. Raven is the kind of person who is always on the go. It’s rare to find her still in bed at this time of the day. She’s usually up at the crack of dawn, always doing something.
I take a seat on the bed just as she slightly lifts her head, and I get a view of her face. There are dark circles under her eyes, and she looks exhausted and worn out. Looking at her, it finally hits me that I am not the only one this damn curse is draining.
“You don’t look so great,” I murmur, watching as she flops back on the bed with a tired groan.
“Speak for yourself,” she answers, “In comparison, I actually look like a goddess, while you look like you crawled your way from the pits of hell.”
“Hey, I don’t look that bad.” I retort.
She chuckles before pulling herself into a sitting position.
She’s joking, but deep down I know she is absolutely right. How could I look anything other than a walking zombie when I am constantly stressed and tired? I barely get enough sleep to function with all the weird dreams I get.
Shaking my head to rid myself of those thoughts, I focus on Raven. “I was thinking of a day out. Just like we used to do. We both need it and Aspen would be ecstatic to spend time with us.”
“Yes!” she all but screams, jumping out of bed with a broad smile plastered on her lips.
“Didn’t think you’d be this excited.” I narrow my eyes, hiding my smile. “I used to force you to take a break.”
Raven always had her head buried in one of the many witch books left behind by her mother. I literally had to drag her out of her room or the library so she could take a break.
A small smile forms on my lips as I watch her rush to her closet, almost tripping in the process. She starts throwing clothes around as she speaks.
“Usually you would have had to, but not today,” she says while inspecting a blue vest top. “If I think one more time about the damn curse or Kaden, my head will explode into tiny little pieces.”
“You are being dramatic.”
She pins me with a look that dares me to dispute her words, “Am I?”
I press my lips into a thin line in an effort to stop my laughter from bubbling out. As much as I find it funny, I can relate. After all, isn’t that the same reason I decided on this outing? I felt I was about to lose my mind from all the thinking I was doing.
“I’ll leave you to it.” I stand up, heading towards the door. “I need to get ready too and also inform Martha that we will be leaving.”
“I’ll be ready in less than fifteen minutes.”
I nod my head and then leave her room. Once I’m outside, I take a deep, slow breath before closing my eyes briefly. I then focus on Martha. I think of all my powers; telepathy is the easiest, given that I communicate with my pack members through mind-link.
“Yes, Sadie?” comes her soothing and soft voice.
“Hi Martha,” I answer sheepishly. I may have had years to get used to mind-linking the wolves in my pack, but with Martha, it’s still so new. “I was wondering if Aspen is with you.”
“Yes, she is. She’s actually playing with one of her new friends.”
My mind immediately goes to the night she asked about her father. I can’t help but wonder if it’s the same kid that had opened her eyes to the fact that every child has a dad.
“Can both of you get ready and meet me in the garage?”
“Sure can. See you in a few.”
I’d been so focused on my communication with Martha that everything else faded into the horizon. So, when I bump into someone, I'm caught completely by surprise.
"Sorry,” I groan, rubbing my forehead, where our heads had smacked together.
Rubbing my sore forehead, I look up at the person only to stop dead in my tracks.
Piper is also massaging her forehead. She freezes in her spot when she notices who she’s bumped into.
She lowers her arms to her side.
“Hi” she says in an awkward tone and a half smile.
I stare at her, not really sure what the hell to do. The woman standing before me used to be my best friend. I knew everything about her and vice versa. Now I look at her and a stranger stares back at me.
I should move, but for some reason I can’t. While Alec got his green eyes from their mother, Piper got her father’s brown eyes. I stare at those brown eyes, wondering what made her betray me.
It’s something that has bothered me for three years. We were closer than sisters, yet she dropped me the moment trouble came my way. I guess blood really is thicker than water, because why would she take her brother’s side?
We’ve known each other since we were toddlers. Shouldn’t she have known my character by then? Shouldn’t she have realized that I would never do anything to jeopardize someone else’s mate bond? Shouldn’t she have known that I would never force my love on anyone, let alone take someone’s mate?
When I don’t reply, her smile falls. She then begins shuffling from one foot to another while avoiding my eye, something that she does when she’s nervous.
Sighing, start moving around her, but her voice stops me, so that she’s speaking to my back.
“I’m sorry,” she begins in a soft voice. “I never apologized for the part that I played three years ago. I chose to stand by Alec, completely forgetting that you are my best friend. I should have trusted you. Trusted in our friendship and realize that you would never do anything to cause me or Alec pain.”
She pauses as her voice catches.
“You’ve got one thing wrong,” I tell her when she doesn’t continue. “I was your best friend. Past tense, Piper.”
“Sadie…” I could hear it in her voice and I knew she was about to cry.
Seeing or hearing her cry would have affected me, but not now. Not after everything that has happened between us.
“Are you done?” I ask, cutting off. My anger was starting to surface, and I didn’t want her to see me lose my shit.
“I’m sorry, Sadie,” she sniffles. “I just want you to know that. To know just how much I regret hurting you.”
I’m unable to hold back anymore, so I turn, narrowing my eyes at her slightly red one.
“Let's cut to the chase, Piper; what do you want?”
“I don’t understand what you mean” she whispers, her brows furrowed as if she’s genuinely confused.
“Let's be real here; you betrayed me and then stood by while your brother and his packmates did horrible things to me. Not once did any of you regret it, and I doubt you regret it now, so what is it?”
She opens her mouth to speak, but I continue, cutting her off.
“Alec needs me because I am the only hope he has to deal with the damn curse. As for you, I guess you want me to spare Calvin, right? You think shading a few tears and saying some words will move me, and I’ll let your mate go.”
“That’s not why I’m apologizing at all,” she tries to defend herself but I just don’t buy it.
“You and your brother are the same. You are being remorseful because you want something from me. That’s the only reason you are keeping up with the damn pretense of being sorry.”
I watch tears falling down her face. A sick part of me is satisfied with hurting her like she hurt me. It’s satisfied with causing her pain like she caused me.
"Sadie, please, it’s not like that.”
Waving my hand, I brush off what she’s saying. “If it wasn’t for the innocent children and Micah, I would have left the rest of your burn in hell.”
A gasp leaves her lips as she stares at me in shock. “He’s your mate.”
I can’t help the mocking laugh that slips from my mouth. “Mate? Have you forgotten that you all tortured me because Lola rejected him? I’m not his mate; Lola is.”
“That’s enough, Sadie,” his authoritative and angry voice sounds from behind me.
I turn to find an angry Alec, staring daggers at me. “Speak of the devil.”
“That’s enough.” This time his voice comes out sounding more tired than angry.
“I’m just stating facts, Alec.”
“I’ve apologized, Sadie. We apologized. I don’t know what else to do,” he says, his eyes pleading with me to understand.
“I don’t want your apologies. I want both of you to leave me the fuck alone. Like I said, if it weren’t for children and Micah, I’d have left all of you to rot in hell. After all, if you are dead, then I don’t need to worry about whether you’ll accept the rejection or not.”
With those parting words, I leave them standing in the hallway, their shocked looks clearly showing their unbelief at the words I spoke.
My words were harsh but true. If he were dead, things would be so much easier