Alpha Alec’s Redemption - Chapter 39: Chapter 39
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Three years later,.
I stared at my watch for the hundredth time, waiting for Hunter. Hunter was not only one of my few friends, but he was also an alpha himself. Our packs have had an alliance since our dads discovered we were friends back when we were around ten.
Our dads had never gotten along, but when they discovered our friendship, despite being enemy packs, they set their differences aside for our sake. Apart from Matt, Colin, and my sister, he was the only other person I trusted with my life. “Is there anything else I can get you, Mr. Ashford?” The waiter asked.
I’ve been here for about ten minutes. I hated being late and most importantly, I hated when people didn’t keep the fucking time.
“Yes, another glass,” I answered, my patience getting thin with each damn second that passed.
“Right away, Alpha, sir.”
When he leaves, I gulp the remainder of my whiskey and lean back against the comfortable seat.
My head was buzzing, with my thoughts refusing to give me a break. I’m not one to drink while I have a lot of things weighing me down, I needed a clear head for such situations. That being said, today I just wanted to escape my busy mind. Sure, alcohol doesn’t really affect werewolves, but it does take the edge off a little bit.
I groan again when I check my watch. Hunter was now almost fifteen minutes late and it was pissing me off. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was doing this just to piss me off since he knows I hate tardiness.
Forget my damn drink. I was about to stand up and leave, when the bastard finally showed up, grinning like an idiot. “I’m here, baby; did you miss me?” he asked, the stupid grin still firmly in place.
I fist my hands, just so I don’t swing at him. I was on edge. I was stressed. I was fucking angry. Not only because of him, but because it’s been three goddamn years and we’re still not even close to figuring out anything about the curse.
The condition of my pack had worsened. Matt, Colin, and I, being the highest ranks, were the only ones not severely affected. We were starting to feel the effects though and that scared me. I couldn’t be a weak leader. It would spell doom for my entire pack.
Since I was desperate, I confided in Hunter about a year ago, hoping he’d help.
“Fuck Hunter, you know I hate it when someone is tardy.” I fumed but the asshole just smirked at me.
“That’s why I did it. You need to chill and stop being serious all the time.”
I groan and pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration. I don’t know how we’ve gone this long without me snapping his neck. “Why did you ask to meet me?” I sat down, just as the waiter came back with my drink.
“Because Matt and Colin wanted you out of your office. They said you needed some time to relax, and that’s where I come in,” he answered distractedly, his eyes firmly fixed on a brunette in a tight short dress.
“Seriously? Why the fuck would they do that?”
“Isn’t it obvious? They are worried about you and so am I. You’re killing yourself with exhaustion, stressing about it, and trying to figure out the curse that you’re barely living. You’re like a damn robot, always in your office going over texts, videos, etcetera. You barely sleep or eat, and let’s not forget how you seem to be on edge and on the verge of losing it.”
His eyes were now back on me and I hated the intensity. It was like he was trying to search my soul and I fucking hated it. “So what was your plan? Bring me here and get me drunk?” I asked sarcastically. “Alcohol won’t do a damn thing.”
“Sure, but it will loosen you up enough for me to get you some good pussy. You need to get laid. We both know that sex is a great stress reliever.”
“I’m not going to waste my time fucking a faceless woman when I should be trying to figure out how to help my pack,” I growled, Axel near the surface.
Hunter raises his hands in surrender and bows slightly. He may be an alpha, but I was still more dominant. That’s the thing with our world: even alphas have ranks within themselves. Some are more dominant than others.
“Now, if you’re done wasting my time, I’m going home,” I told him, standing up.
“Gabriel wait”
I stared at my watch for the hundredth time, waiting for Hunter. Hunter was not only one of my few friends, but he was also an alpha himself. Our packs have had an alliance since our dads discovered we were friends back when we were around ten.
Our dads had never gotten along, but when they discovered our friendship, despite being enemy packs, they set their differences aside for our sake. Apart from Matt, Colin, and my sister, he was the only other person I trusted with my life. “Is there anything else I can get you, Mr. Ashford?” The waiter asked.
I’ve been here for about ten minutes. I hated being late and most importantly, I hated when people didn’t keep the fucking time.
“Yes, another glass,” I answered, my patience getting thin with each damn second that passed.
“Right away, Alpha, sir.”
When he leaves, I gulp the remainder of my whiskey and lean back against the comfortable seat.
My head was buzzing, with my thoughts refusing to give me a break. I’m not one to drink while I have a lot of things weighing me down, I needed a clear head for such situations. That being said, today I just wanted to escape my busy mind. Sure, alcohol doesn’t really affect werewolves, but it does take the edge off a little bit.
I groan again when I check my watch. Hunter was now almost fifteen minutes late and it was pissing me off. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was doing this just to piss me off since he knows I hate tardiness.
Forget my damn drink. I was about to stand up and leave, when the bastard finally showed up, grinning like an idiot. “I’m here, baby; did you miss me?” he asked, the stupid grin still firmly in place.
I fist my hands, just so I don’t swing at him. I was on edge. I was stressed. I was fucking angry. Not only because of him, but because it’s been three goddamn years and we’re still not even close to figuring out anything about the curse.
The condition of my pack had worsened. Matt, Colin, and I, being the highest ranks, were the only ones not severely affected. We were starting to feel the effects though and that scared me. I couldn’t be a weak leader. It would spell doom for my entire pack.
Since I was desperate, I confided in Hunter about a year ago, hoping he’d help.
“Fuck Hunter, you know I hate it when someone is tardy.” I fumed but the asshole just smirked at me.
“That’s why I did it. You need to chill and stop being serious all the time.”
I groan and pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration. I don’t know how we’ve gone this long without me snapping his neck. “Why did you ask to meet me?” I sat down, just as the waiter came back with my drink.
“Because Matt and Colin wanted you out of your office. They said you needed some time to relax, and that’s where I come in,” he answered distractedly, his eyes firmly fixed on a brunette in a tight short dress.
“Seriously? Why the fuck would they do that?”
“Isn’t it obvious? They are worried about you and so am I. You’re killing yourself with exhaustion, stressing about it, and trying to figure out the curse that you’re barely living. You’re like a damn robot, always in your office going over texts, videos, etcetera. You barely sleep or eat, and let’s not forget how you seem to be on edge and on the verge of losing it.”
His eyes were now back on me and I hated the intensity. It was like he was trying to search my soul and I fucking hated it. “So what was your plan? Bring me here and get me drunk?” I asked sarcastically. “Alcohol won’t do a damn thing.”
“Sure, but it will loosen you up enough for me to get you some good pussy. You need to get laid. We both know that sex is a great stress reliever.”
“I’m not going to waste my time fucking a faceless woman when I should be trying to figure out how to help my pack,” I growled, Axel near the surface.
Hunter raises his hands in surrender and bows slightly. He may be an alpha, but I was still more dominant. That’s the thing with our world: even alphas have ranks within themselves. Some are more dominant than others.
“Now, if you’re done wasting my time, I’m going home,” I told him, standing up.
“Gabriel wait”
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