Alpha Alec's Redemption

“Nyx-” I call, trying to avoid the deer’s empty eyes, they felt like they were staring straight at me.

Sure, I have killed a lot of rogues and hybrids since my first kill when I first met King, but this felt different. Maybe because it’s an innocent animal.

“Oh, stop with the guilt”, Nyx drops the animal. “I’m sure our pack will appreciate that their alpha hunted for them.”

“You do realize you didn’t have to do that, right?” I ask, still eyeing the dead animal. “That’s why we have butcheries delivering meat every week.”

She scoffs before grabbing the anile. She continues to pull it towards the pack. “I know, but it’s always been a tradition. I don’t know why it was wiped out, but it was a tradition for every Alpha or future Alpha to hunt for their pack on their first shift. I’m just honoring it.”

I’ve never heard of that kind of tradition, which begs the question, how old is Nyx?

“How old are you?” I asked her desperately. “If you won’t tell me anything, at least tell me this one thing.”

“Old enough”

I groan in annoyance. That wasn’t an answer, but a deflection. Instead of saying anything, I kept quiet, fuming on the inside at her refusal to give me an answer.

“I’m tired and spent” she says when we get to the clearing. “Get ready to take control.”

That’s the only warning I get. Luckily, this transition isn’t as painful as the first. Within seconds, I am on my hands and knees.

I stand up only to see King and Raven rushing towards me.

“Where have you been?” Raven asks, worrying coating her voice.

King hands me my clothes. “We have been worried about you since Nyx sprinted away.”

“You could have just followed her” I mutter, slowly putting my clothes on, wincing at my sore bones.

“No, I couldn’t… I couldn’t smell her. I think she masked her scent.”

Now, why would she do that? I would have asked her, but she has blocked our mental link.

“We need to take this to the pack” I say, ignoring everything since I didn’t have any answer to give them. “Nyx went hunting”

Damn. All I want right now is a deep soak in the bathtub and sleep. The nap I took while Nyx was in control wasn’t really enough.

“Did you know?” King asks, staring at me intensely.

“Know what, King? You have to be a bit more specific than that. There are a lot of things I don’t fucking know about.”

I didn’t mean to snap at him, but I was on edge. Alec was in my pack and was my mate. Just yesterday, I had transformed into something no one has ever seen before and instead of two forms like a normal wolf, I had three… And my wolf was keeping things from me. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Everything was starting to weigh me down. I just don’t know how to handle everything that has been coming my way.

“That you’re a white wolf” Raven answers, pulling me from thoughts.

“No, why?”

They look at each other before facing me. Apart from my paw, I didn’t get to see the rest of my wolf form. I didn’t think much about it because there are wolves with white paws, though the rest of their bodies are a different color.

And so what if I am a white wolf? There isn’t anything wrong with it, so I don’t get why King seems to be making a big deal out of it. Is this why he looked shocked when he first saw Nyx after we shifted?

“You don’t know, do you?” he asks, in a voice barely above a whisper.

“Know what, King?” he was starting to get on my nerves honestly. What’s with the beating around the bush?

“A white wolf is rare, Sadie…I mean really, really rare” he finally answers.

“What?” This time, I am the one that’s shocked.

He continues, shocking me even more than I already am. “In fact, the moon goddess is the only one ever recorded to have a pure white wolf.”

Fuck. As if I didn’t already have enough mysteries surrounding me, now this? Was the goddess trying to drive me to insanity, because she was doing a hella good job at it.