Alpha Alec's Redemption

Sadie.

“Mama, Mama, wake up” Aspen’s sweet little voice pulls me from my sleep. That and the fact that she was using my bed as a bouncing castle.

“Wake up Mama” she screamed again, making me groan.

Aspen is always loud. She could scream your ear off if she wanted to. She is also an early riser. For a kid, you’d expect she’ll sleep to her heart’s content, but nope, she always wakes up before eight.

The bed stops shaking, making me snap my eyes open. She’s the kind of child you have to keep your eyes on. Silence, except when she’s sleeping, means that she’s up to something fishy.

“Morning mama” she said with a smile. Her face is right there on mine, our noses almost touching.

“Morning baby” I replied as I pulled her into my arms.

She screams happily as I drag her to me and try to cover us with my blankets. I pepper her with kisses, unable to resist doing so. She was just too cute.

“Stop, Mama” she said, her cheeks rosy. “We will miss fast”

She didn’t know how to pronounce the word breakfast, so she shortened it to ‘fast’ to make it easier for herself. This is a tradition we have. That unless there is something urgent, I will always have breakfast and dinner with her.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Okay, my love… let me take a shower, and we can leave” I told her. “Is that okay with you?”

“Yeah” was her simple answer.

Leaving her with my tablet, I rush to have my shower. I take a bit longer than I usually do, but when I’m done, I feel ready to face today.

Getting out, I wrap a towel around myself and then head to my walk-in closet. Aspen was still concentrating on whatever cartoon she was watching. I close the door behind me before putting my

clothes on. After running my fingers through my shoulder-length hair, I get out.

“Are you ready, Ash?” I called, using the nickname King gave to her.

Aspen looks up, before putting down the tablet.

“Yes, mommy” she answered, then got down from the bed and walked towards me.

Grabbing my phone, I then take her hand, and we walk out of my bedroom. There weren’t many pack members around given it was about eight in the morning. Most were probably already at work, training or school.

Unlike what people think, we don’t usually have food together unless it’s a party of some sort. We had over eight hundred members. We couldn’t all fit in the dining room.

The pack house was mainly for single members, warriors and higher up officials. Those who are mated (In the case of werewolves), blood bonded (In the case of vampires) and wedded (In the case of witches and wizards) have their own houses.

Unlike werewolves whose mates are chosen by the moon goddess, vampires, witches and wizards choose their own spouses.

Werewolves, as you know, mark each other and can choose to have a wedding if they want. Vampires, on the other hand, exchange blood. The blood bond is created during sex when the female and male feed from each other, exchanging blood in the process. Their bond is similar to that of werewolves’ mates in that they can communicate telepathically. When one is hurt, the other can feel it, and they know when the other is in danger.

Witches and wizards, on the other hand, perform a simple ceremony where their magic is combined and they become one. They don’t have a special bond like wolves and vampires, but their union is just as strong.

I greet the few members I meet on the way, before we finally get to the kitchen. Raven and King were already seated and digging into their breakfast.

“Morning Auntie and Uncle,” Ash greeted them, cheerfully.

“Morning darling”, King answered.

“Good morning, honey bunny” this came from Raven.

We take our seats and I serve both of us. Aspen wasn’t a picky eater and she could eat anything. Well, except greens.

The adults remain silent as Ash fills us with tales of her day, yesterday. It didn’t constitute much. Playing with the other kids, drawing, baking with Martha, and taking naps.

Looking at her, I’m struck by something.

“Nyx, is Aspen like us?” I asked as panic set in.