Page 26 of A Chance at Redemption for the Alpha
“I don’t know Eugene,” he says. “But I wish I could meet him.“ He dramatically puts a hand on his chest, trying to look innocent, while there is a sinister look in his eyes. “Just to kick his ass.”
I chuckle. “Who knows, maybe I should have forgiven him by now. Maybe I have just become a bitter old man.”
“Excuse me,” Silas exclaims. “You are twenty-three! Who are you calling an old man?”
I love how easily annoyed he gets when faced with one of my silly comments. Silas and I have stuck together for the last few years. We found this empty piece of land with the help of BetaFloyd’s contact. We built this pack and coven together, while I made sure to nurse Silas back to strength. There were just a couple of cottages at first, so the two of us shared a house, and then when there were more homes built, and the others started to spread out, Silas and I just stayed together. It’s always been comforting to have him around, and I know it’s the same for him. We never put a title on what we are; we rule this pack-coven hybrid together, we are friends and lovers, but I haven’t marked him yet, and he hasn’t claimed me as his beloved.
“I don’t know, Silas,” I answer honestly. “I try to see it from his perspective sometimes, and I guess he was really terrified and hurt. He was eighteen and probably acted out of ignorance and panic. I doubt he truly knew what he was doing. But that’s not an excuse; he broke my heart, more than she ever could.”
“I understand. They both sucked.”
I grin. “That’s not what I said.”
“I know, but it’s my interpretation of what happened,” he says dryly. “You are too much of a goody-two-shoes to remain angry, so I will be your brother’s hater instead.” He pauses. “Do you miss your home sometimes?”
“I did at first,” I admit. “But Sunset Hills has become my home now, it’s part of me. I sometimes feel nostalgic when I think about my old pack, but I can’t see myself returning. This is my place.” I look at him. “What about you?” I ask.
“My old home is connected to my brother, who is a psychopath and serial killer, and our last interaction ended with him trying to strip me of my freedom, and my back of its skin.”
“Yeah, that was a stupid question. Forget I ever asked.”
Silas touches my face gently, his long fingers brushing over my cheek. “How about we go back inside and you can fuck me. Would that make you feel better?”
I look at Silas and nod. “Yeah, that works.”
“Under one condition: I want to be carried inside,” Silas says.
“Man, you are so high maintenance,” I grumble. “It’s unbelievable.”
I feel Amos stir in my mind.Don’t worry,I shoot him down before he can say anything.I’m a simple man. Obviously, I will carry him inside. If he wants me to, I will even carry him like a princess.
“Well, then.” I get up, waiting for Silas to jump me and wrap his legs around my middle and his arms around my neck. I grab his back for balance and walk back inside silently, so as not to wake Benjamin, one of our newer members - a lost young guy of nineteen years, who was abused by his cruel father since he was born. He was an alpha’s heir just like me.
And he lost everything just like me.
His story is different, though. He wasn’t just a victim. For a while, he worked as his father’s pawn, but still, he deserves a proper second chance at life. Somehow, I immediately got brotherly feelings for him, which is why Silas and I not only accepted him into the pack but also took him in to live with us. Our place is too big, anyway. We hope, with a more stable life and a new perspective on life, he will find the will to live and heal.
*BENJAMIN*
My goal here is to be as little a burden as possible and to make sure I don’t cross Alpha Marcellus. I know more than anyone else how it feels to upset an alpha. There is proof of that all over my body. The first way to achieve that is to always listen towhat he says and to obey without question. No asking questions. Period. Be as obedient and invisible as possible.
The less he notices me, the better. Plus, I always make sure to be up early, so I won’t cross his path more than necessary.
Today, I’m woken up by the chirping of birds outside my window. It’s so rare for me to feel well-rested, but today I do. Sitting up, I stretch a little. I did some training yesterday, and my muscles are still tense, but it did feel good to work out.
Maybe… maybe he finally will respond to me.
Are you there?I try to reach out to my wolf.
As usual, I’m greeted by silence. There is something in my mind, I feel it, but I can’t seem able to reach it. He has never talked to me; I don’t even know his name. From the moment he was there, I was able to shift and heal, and have my enhanced senses, but not as much as an alpha’s heir should have.
He doesn’t talk to me, even now. He probably hates me, like everyone else.
I climb out of bed, my gaze falling out of the window, making me notice that the sun is high in the sky. It’s broad daylight.
Wait a moment… It’s late in the morning!
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
