Alpha Alec’s Redemption - Chapter 123: Chapter 123
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Susie
Three days. It’s been three days since I had the dream, and I am still confused about it. It doesn’t make any fucking sense. Just like the first time I dreamed about being killed, I woke up in the forest, naked and alone.
I have no idea what happened or how I ended up there. All I can remember is getting to bed after watching Gabriel shift, the weird ass dream and then nothing. I don’t know what the hell is going on. I don’t even have a clue. I’m completely blank.
I stare at the punching bag as if it could give me the answers I crave, but I get nothing. It’s quiet because it’s nothing but an object. It can’t give me the answers I want.
The only thing I am grateful for is that I am now healed, and my cast is off. I can now train. For three days I haven’t been able to let off steam, but today I can. I can punch and kick all my frustrations out.
I would have asked Nyx about it, but she’s been MIA since that night. I haven’t a peep from her. I don’t know why, but I have this nagging feeling that it may be her memories.
The first dream, as scary as it was, I could write it off as a premonition, but with this one? It seems unlikely. The two girls looked so close, and by the term ‘sissy’ I can only assume that they were sisters. I know those can’t be my memories (that is, if I am right, and it is indeed a memory) since, one, I don’t have a sister, and two, the elders said I was found as a baby. Those girls seemed to be around six or so. That being said, I can only assume that this particular one was a memory.
I shake my head and sigh before I fold my fists and land my first punch. I do it a second time and feel the tension start to leave me. I’ve missed this so much.
I’m in the indoor training arena. I was a member of this pack, so I know almost all warriors prefer training outside. I was the only one here, and I liked it that way.
Training has always been a form of outlet for me. It was a way for me to let out my aggression and bitterness, especially towards Gabriel. I always imagined it was him I was beating to a bloody pulp.
“Susie…”
I turn sharply at his voice. My eyes make contact with his and for a minute everything else around me fades. I force myself to come back to the present. The last thing I need is to get lost in his eyes when they still haunt me.
“What do you want, Gabriel?” I growl before turning back and kicking the bag.
“To talk,”
I feel him at my back, but I don’t turn. Instead, I move forward a little, getting closer to the bag.
“If it’s not about the issue with the pack, then no. I don’t want to talk.” I tell him before pausing. “Besides, we really don’t have anything to talk about.”
“You may not have anything to tell me, but I have a lot to tell you,” he says, his husky voice resonating all the way to my toes. My stomach churns at my reaction. Damn it, the closer we get to the full-moon, the harder things are getting for me. Maybe I should go back to my pack until the full-moon passes.
I take a step and move away from his head. The last thing I needed was to be this close to him. To feel his heat on my body and his warm breath against the back of my neck.
“I also don’t want to hear anything you have to say… well, unless it involves a solution to fixing the problem in your pack.”
I am just about to flee after having said my piece when his hand grabs my arm. I twist around and face him. His gaze is intense, as his green eyes pierce mine in a way that leaves me breathless.
For the first time in our lives, Gabriel’s gaze isn’t indifferent as he stares at me. I gasp at the emotions playing in those green eyes. Guilt, remorse, desire, curiosity, determination, acceptance and so many more. I pull my eyes from his, unable to stand the intensity of his emotions.
I try to wrench my hands from his, but he doesn’t let go. Instead, he grips both my shoulders and forces me to face him.
“I want a chance, Susie,” he states with determination.
I blink a couple of times, trying to figure out if I heard him right or not.
“You are kidding me, right?” I finally push the words out of my lips. “You have to be joking.”
“Do I look like I am joking?”
I can’t help the sarcastic chuckle that leaves my mouth. Isn’t this just funny? This has to be the cruelest joke life has ever played on me.
I’m taken back to years ago. This was a dream for me. I would have jumped at the chance, ecstatic that Gabriel was finally asking me to be his. It would have been a dream come true, and I would have been over the moon… But that was years before. Years before he tore my heart out and left it shattered and bleeding on the cold, hard floor in the dungeons.
“You’ve got some balls, Gabriel. I have to admit that.” I snap, feeling my anger and bitterness rise. “What the hell makes you think I’d give you a chance after everything you did to me?”
His grip tightens. His eyes shifting between mine. His brows are also drawn. I know that look. He’s thinking. Trying to come up with the answer… But he really can’t. I doubt he can ever find a suitable answer.
Lifting my hand, I point to my scar. “I have this as a reminder that loving you is a mistake. That loving you will bring me nothing but pain. I look at this every day, and I am reminded that you killed everything I ever felt for you.”
He doesn’t say anything, so I continue. “Given all that you did to me, tell me why in the world would I put myself in the position to be hurt, ridiculed, and tortured? I loved you once and I paid the price. I’m not willing to go through that ever again.”
I exhale shakily, my heart wrenching painfully as I’m taken back to three years ago.
“I’m sorry,” his eyes plead with me to hear him and believe him. “I’m sorry for what I put you through. Fuck, I could say that I was lied to, but that would just be an excuse. Give me the chance to be your mate. Give me the chance to fix my mistakes.”
I heave the breath I was holding. He just doesn’t get it, does he?. Forgiving him is easy. Forgetting is the hard part.
“I doubt you can ever fix your mistakes, Gabriel.” Talking about the past just opens up the wounds I’m trying so fucking hard to heal.
It always feels like salt is being poured on my open wounds. It leaves me aching and gasping for breath as I try to fix myself and put myself back together. I hate the past, and if there was a way to get rid of those memories, I would do it in a heartbeat.
I wrench my arms from his, fighting to keep my emotions contained. Without another word to him, I turn and leave. I can go train somewhere else.
“I’ll fix things between us,” his voice follows behind me, but I don’t turn back. “I will win your love back, Susie. Mark my words.”
Three days. It’s been three days since I had the dream, and I am still confused about it. It doesn’t make any fucking sense. Just like the first time I dreamed about being killed, I woke up in the forest, naked and alone.
I have no idea what happened or how I ended up there. All I can remember is getting to bed after watching Gabriel shift, the weird ass dream and then nothing. I don’t know what the hell is going on. I don’t even have a clue. I’m completely blank.
I stare at the punching bag as if it could give me the answers I crave, but I get nothing. It’s quiet because it’s nothing but an object. It can’t give me the answers I want.
The only thing I am grateful for is that I am now healed, and my cast is off. I can now train. For three days I haven’t been able to let off steam, but today I can. I can punch and kick all my frustrations out.
I would have asked Nyx about it, but she’s been MIA since that night. I haven’t a peep from her. I don’t know why, but I have this nagging feeling that it may be her memories.
The first dream, as scary as it was, I could write it off as a premonition, but with this one? It seems unlikely. The two girls looked so close, and by the term ‘sissy’ I can only assume that they were sisters. I know those can’t be my memories (that is, if I am right, and it is indeed a memory) since, one, I don’t have a sister, and two, the elders said I was found as a baby. Those girls seemed to be around six or so. That being said, I can only assume that this particular one was a memory.
I shake my head and sigh before I fold my fists and land my first punch. I do it a second time and feel the tension start to leave me. I’ve missed this so much.
I’m in the indoor training arena. I was a member of this pack, so I know almost all warriors prefer training outside. I was the only one here, and I liked it that way.
Training has always been a form of outlet for me. It was a way for me to let out my aggression and bitterness, especially towards Gabriel. I always imagined it was him I was beating to a bloody pulp.
“Susie…”
I turn sharply at his voice. My eyes make contact with his and for a minute everything else around me fades. I force myself to come back to the present. The last thing I need is to get lost in his eyes when they still haunt me.
“What do you want, Gabriel?” I growl before turning back and kicking the bag.
“To talk,”
I feel him at my back, but I don’t turn. Instead, I move forward a little, getting closer to the bag.
“If it’s not about the issue with the pack, then no. I don’t want to talk.” I tell him before pausing. “Besides, we really don’t have anything to talk about.”
“You may not have anything to tell me, but I have a lot to tell you,” he says, his husky voice resonating all the way to my toes. My stomach churns at my reaction. Damn it, the closer we get to the full-moon, the harder things are getting for me. Maybe I should go back to my pack until the full-moon passes.
I take a step and move away from his head. The last thing I needed was to be this close to him. To feel his heat on my body and his warm breath against the back of my neck.
“I also don’t want to hear anything you have to say… well, unless it involves a solution to fixing the problem in your pack.”
I am just about to flee after having said my piece when his hand grabs my arm. I twist around and face him. His gaze is intense, as his green eyes pierce mine in a way that leaves me breathless.
For the first time in our lives, Gabriel’s gaze isn’t indifferent as he stares at me. I gasp at the emotions playing in those green eyes. Guilt, remorse, desire, curiosity, determination, acceptance and so many more. I pull my eyes from his, unable to stand the intensity of his emotions.
I try to wrench my hands from his, but he doesn’t let go. Instead, he grips both my shoulders and forces me to face him.
“I want a chance, Susie,” he states with determination.
I blink a couple of times, trying to figure out if I heard him right or not.
“You are kidding me, right?” I finally push the words out of my lips. “You have to be joking.”
“Do I look like I am joking?”
I can’t help the sarcastic chuckle that leaves my mouth. Isn’t this just funny? This has to be the cruelest joke life has ever played on me.
I’m taken back to years ago. This was a dream for me. I would have jumped at the chance, ecstatic that Gabriel was finally asking me to be his. It would have been a dream come true, and I would have been over the moon… But that was years before. Years before he tore my heart out and left it shattered and bleeding on the cold, hard floor in the dungeons.
“You’ve got some balls, Gabriel. I have to admit that.” I snap, feeling my anger and bitterness rise. “What the hell makes you think I’d give you a chance after everything you did to me?”
His grip tightens. His eyes shifting between mine. His brows are also drawn. I know that look. He’s thinking. Trying to come up with the answer… But he really can’t. I doubt he can ever find a suitable answer.
Lifting my hand, I point to my scar. “I have this as a reminder that loving you is a mistake. That loving you will bring me nothing but pain. I look at this every day, and I am reminded that you killed everything I ever felt for you.”
He doesn’t say anything, so I continue. “Given all that you did to me, tell me why in the world would I put myself in the position to be hurt, ridiculed, and tortured? I loved you once and I paid the price. I’m not willing to go through that ever again.”
I exhale shakily, my heart wrenching painfully as I’m taken back to three years ago.
“I’m sorry,” his eyes plead with me to hear him and believe him. “I’m sorry for what I put you through. Fuck, I could say that I was lied to, but that would just be an excuse. Give me the chance to be your mate. Give me the chance to fix my mistakes.”
I heave the breath I was holding. He just doesn’t get it, does he?. Forgiving him is easy. Forgetting is the hard part.
“I doubt you can ever fix your mistakes, Gabriel.” Talking about the past just opens up the wounds I’m trying so fucking hard to heal.
It always feels like salt is being poured on my open wounds. It leaves me aching and gasping for breath as I try to fix myself and put myself back together. I hate the past, and if there was a way to get rid of those memories, I would do it in a heartbeat.
I wrench my arms from his, fighting to keep my emotions contained. Without another word to him, I turn and leave. I can go train somewhere else.
“I’ll fix things between us,” his voice follows behind me, but I don’t turn back. “I will win your love back, Susie. Mark my words.”
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