Alpha Alec's Redemption - Chapter 133: Chapter 133

The moment I left them, my mind switched to work mode. I couldn’t sit around and do nothing. I also couldn’t keep waiting for Nyx to feed me breadcrumbs of information.
The first place I decided to make my stop was the library. I don’t know why, but it was the first place my brain urged me to go to. I wasn’t really expecting anything; after all, what could I find here that Raven and the elders couldn’t find? They had combed through the entire library, and they still got nothing of substance.
Walking through the hallways, my mind wandered to all the missing pieces. There was so much that we didn’t know of. So many unanswered questions. There was a lot going on that seemed bigger than us.
The question that has been nagging me, though, is where Nyx fits into all this. She has urged me to train harder since I first shifted. Always pushing me to grow stronger, become faster, and react quickly. Even now, since my powers awakened, it’s been the same thing.
She wouldn’t be pushing this hard if she were not preparing for something. Given everything that is currently happening, it all points towards her preparing for war. Seeing that her sister is making hybrids, it is safe to say that she is building an army. That she’s preparing for the same thing.
So the question remains, why are two sisters preparing for war against each other? Why would they want to hurt each other? They were twins for fuck's sake. It didn’t make any sense whatsoever. They should be closer than thieves, yet there was serious animosity between them.
And where is their mother?
Given how old I assume Nyx is, her mother should be dead, right? But the fact that Nyx and Xena are alive shows there is a possibility their mom is alive too. So where is she? And does she know anything about the ongoing beef between her daughters?
I push the door to the library once I get there. Lucky for me, it was empty and that suited me just fine.
I move along the rows of shelves and walk towards those that contain books that date way back. When I get there, I scan through them, picking up the ones that I feel might contain a sliver of answers.
By the time I am done, both my hands are full of books. I walk to one of the tables, drop them on the table and take a seat. I grabbed the first book and began reading, looking for any information or any kind of clue.
I’d gone through at least two books and I still hadn’t found anything. There wasn’t any information apart from the basic ones. How werewolves came to be. How this pack came to be. The different gods and goddesses. There was honestly nothing in those two books that I didn’t already know about.
I shut the book with a frustrated sigh and leaned back against my chair. There had to be something. Anything that could give me pointers.
Closing my eyes, I take a calming breath. I tried clearing my mind before I could dive back into the books, but the only thought that kept circling my mind was Xena and Kaden.
My eyes snapped wide open as a mixture of complicated feelings filled me. Rubbing my chest, I tried to ease the discomfort that was wreaking havoc inside me.
There was fear, hurt and betrayal. Those names, whether separately or together, brought those same emotions.
I gasped as intense sorrow filled my heart and soul. It overshadowed every other emotion and I struggled to keep breathing. I held on to the table for support. Gripping it tightly. Using it as my tether to the real world.
Why the hell was I feeling this way? Why was it so overwhelming?
My question was answered a few moments later when I heard her soft voice.
“Sadie?”
I feel her stirring inside me. The distraction from finally having her here gives me the chance I need to pull myself from the edge of the abyss.
“Nyx,” I breathed in relief. “You are finally here. Where have you been?”
“Around,” she muttered in a non-committal attitude.
Her attitude rubbed me the wrong way. I was so tempted to call her out for it, but I stopped. I needed answers and aggravating her would ensure I didn’t get that. She would instead just put back her mental blocks.
“Are you ready to talk?” I asked after taking a deep breath to calm down my irritation.
“Depends on what we are talking about,” she answered quietly.
Her voice was too soft. It’s only then that I hear the fatigue in her voice.
“Where have you been?” I asked again, this time with a gentle voice.
We do have our ups and downs, and she can be a major bitch and a pain in the ass, but she was still my wolf. I loved and cared for her even on the days she drove me crazy.
With a sigh, she answered. “Training, I need to make sure I am in top shape and so do you. We have to win.”
“Win against your sister, Xena, right?”
“How did you know her name?”
“I had another flashback of when you two were younger. This time I heard you calling her name.”
She’s quiet for a moment, but I do feel her emotions. A bit of sadness, longing, but also anger and resentment.
“Did you know that she’s the one making the hybrids?” I pushed. The more I got her talking, the more information I could get to piece things together.
“How?”
At first, I thought she was inquiring about how Xena was making hybrids. It took me a second to realize she was asking how I found out it was Xena who was making them.
“Remember the hybrid we fought? He spilled a couple of things. It wasn’t hard to figure out the rest,” I explained before continuing. “Now, did you know?”
She sighs. “I had my suspicions, but I didn’t have any evidence linking her to it.”
“I don’t get it. How is she powerful enough to create a whole new species? We, too, are powerful, but I doubt we could do what she is doing.”
“I can’t tell you right now, because you are not ready for that conversation or the truth that will be unleashed… and don’t be so sure; nothing in this world is impossible.”
I wanted so badly to argue with her on the whole ‘you are not ready' issue, but I pushed down my irritation. Like I said, I couldn’t aggravate her, not when she was talking.
Once I was calm enough, the last part of her sentence caught my attention.
“What do you mean?” I questioned in confusion. Did she mean that we were as powerful as Xena or that we could make new species? But that’s impossible. Only the deities can. That’s why it’s so hard to understand how Xena is able to do it.
“Exactly that. Don’t limit yourself. Nothing in this world is impossible.”
It sounded more like what a motivational speaker would spew rather than an answer. I got it then. She didn’t want to expound, so for now I didn’t push things.
“What happened to Xena? How come she turned out the way she is right now?”
“She wasn’t always like that. The Xena I remembered was sweet and kind. She was my biggest cheerleader, my protector, and my confidant. She was basically my everything. I loved her so much that it hurt, and she loved me just the same. She was stronger than I was, more powerful, but I honestly didn’t mind.
I was content with my life; I didn’t really crave any power. Things started to change, though. She would make hurtful comments here and there, sneer at me, and scold me, among other things. I didn’t take them seriously at first because she was always quick to apologize. We would make up and things would go back to normal. But then things completely changed one day. To me, it seemed like she changed overnight, but looking back, I realize that it’s something that had been building up. We just didn’t realize it until it was too late.”
She ends the last part in a whisper, her voice ragged, as if the words were chocking her. She stops talking and silence engulfs us. I waited, but nothing. When I realized she wasn’t going to continue, I decided to ask the question that had been bothering me.
I get that the change in Xena must have come as a surprise to her, but it still doesn’t answer the question as to why they are prepping to fight each other.
“I don’t get it though; how did you end up like this? So, what happened? How did you end up against each other? It just doesn’t make sense.”
Nyx goes silent. She seemed a bit distant, almost as if for a moment her mind went back in time. Like she was lost reminiscing.
I waited for an answer, but it didn’t come. All I got was her feelings overshadowing mine. On top of the list is hurt. A lot of hurt and pain. Following behind is a lot of anger and then, lastly, is a bit of hatred and resentment.
My mind spins as I try to figure it out. What would make her hate her own twin sister? What would make her so angry and bitter with Xena that she wouldn’t even mention the fact that she has a twin?
When I realized she wasn’t planning to answer, I switched gears.
“I’ve been having this feeling that, somehow, Kaden is connected to all this. Am I right or am I just overthinking things?”
That anger that I felt seconds ago? Yeah, it flares up in waves. It is so strong, so hot, that it almost consumes me.
“Don’t mention that fucking bastard to me.” Nyx growled, her anger and hatred washing over me, almost suffocating me. “He and Xena took something from me and for that they are going to pay dearly.”
She doesn’t wait for a response. She just closes our link and shuts me off.
If I needed confirmation, there it was. Xena and Kaden are somehow interlinked, and this isn’t just about Nyx hating them. It’s more than that. This is about her getting revenge for something they did.