Alpha Alec's Redemption

I don’t think about a f**g thing when I get into my car and drive. They had to be wrong somehow. They had to have made a mistake about the whole thing.

Maybe they hadn’t read right. Those geezers were old; they might have confused some things while trying to find the truth.

I tried comforting myself, but it didn’t do a **n thing. Knox was howling inside my head, and I didn’t know how to get him under control. Not when my f**g head was spinning.

Looking back, I tried to remember every single detail about Lola. Sure, we have never f*d s**ince she was waiting for us to mark each other first, but we did get close a couple of times. That was before she stopped things from progressing. There was always a look of guilt in her eyes every time.

I don’t remember seeing any marks. Even if I didn’t notice it when she was in her human form, I would have noticed it when she was in her wolf form. Any mark, symbol, or birthmark on our human body is usually on our wolf’s fur. If she had that mark, then I would have noticed it in her wolf. It wasn’t once or twice that we went for a run together after shifting.

Pressing on the accelerator, my Maybach surges forward, taking me closer to where I wanted to be. I needed answers. I keep trying to push what Micah said to the back of my f**g mind. It can’t be. It just can’t be true.

I break every f**g speed limit, but within minutes I’m at the front of my pack house. I park my car, not really caring if I parked it right or if I was blocking anyone. Getting out, I rushed into the imposing mansion like the fiery fires of hell were after me.

Sniffing the air, I follow the scents, and it leads me to the boardroom. This is where we have all our important meetings as higher-ranking officials.

Opening the door, I find all the elders, Jason and Micah, seated around the tables. A few papers and books were on the table.

What the hell is going on?” I asked, trying to mask my anger and frustration.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Alpha,” one of the elders bowed before making eye contact. “Did your mate have a crescent mark behind her left ear? I know Gamma Micah has already asked you, but this is really important.”

F**k! I feel the panic rising, and I f***g hate it.

“First of all, tell me why you’re asking me this,” I replied instead while trying to calm down. “Micah didn’t really tell me much.”

Knox was pacing in my head, giving me a d**n migraine. He was panicking, just like I was. Sure, Lola left us, but in our hearts, she was still our mate. We still wanted to find her and win her back. If this information is true, then it would ruin everything. If it’s true, then it meant that I couldn’t be with her. That left me feeling like a dagger had been driven into my heart.

“Okay,” he nodded, his voice pulling me to the present. “It was by chance that Elder Martin came across it in a room under the pack library. He remembered his father telling him that there was a secret room beneath the library and that most of the important prophecies that were recorded were usually hidden in the attic.”

If I remember correctly, Elder Martin’s father had once been in charge of the pack library. His knowledge had earned him a spot as an elder. He’d transferred that same knowledge to his son, who later took the mantle from his dad after he died.

Elder Martin takes over from him. “He told me that the reason for that was to protect them, so they wouldn’t fall into the wrong hands. Also, because it was cool in the attic, which would protect the fragile papers, which were centuries old.”