Chapter 92
After deciding on my next move, I leave my room and go downstairs. Sniffing the air, I easily locate Micah, so I head towards his direction. He was in his office. In most packs, the beta and gamma had their own offices. Alec’s pack wasn’t any different. I gently knock, and when I hear his voice telling me to enter, I do so.
“Hi, Micah,” I drop down on one of the seats next to his desk.
He smiles at me, his shining eyes conveying that he is actually happy to see me. “How are you, Sadie?”
Because of the risk he took in helping me escape the dungeons and the fate that awaited me, I will always respect him. I will always be grateful to him. I will always owe him because both Aspen and I are alive because of him.
“As good as I can be, given the circumstances,” I reply, sinking further into the seat.
“Is everything okay? Is this about Alec?” he asks, genuine concern clouding his features.
I sigh, I don’t even have the energy to get irritated at the mention of Alec’s name.
“Why does everything circle back to Alec?” I ask, my voice a bit frosty. “The world doesn’t revolve around him, you know.”
He doesn’t say anything for a while as he stares at me, almost as if he is studying. I fight to maintain eye contact with him, something I’ve struggled with since I became an alpha.
I was raised as an omega. That meant that I couldn’t look directly into other people’s eyes. Especially if they were higher up than I was, and that was everyone except other omegas. It was a sign of disrespect to do so, and some even viewed it as a direct challenge.
When I was elected alpha, I had to fight against the lesson that had been ingrained in me since I was a child. I still struggle with maintaining eye contact, especially in these kinds of situations.
“Fine,” he concedes. “How then can I help you?”
1 breathe a sigh of relief when he drops the topic. “I need a car to go into town.”
“Done,” he replies immediately. “Will you need someone to accompany you?”
“No, I can take care of myself. I’ll be going alone.”
He doesn’t question me about where i am going or what I am going to do. He doesn’t even ask me why I am going alone. Instead, he opens his desk drawer, rummages through it and produces a car key before handing it to me.
“Since I am not going anywhere, you can use my car,” he says, holding out the key for me to take.
“You know I can use any other car, right? You don’t have to give me yours.”
He gives me a boyish grin, one that transforms his whole face. Among the three of them, which are him, Alec, and Jason, he’s the only one who didn’t come out as cold, unfeeling, and downright arrogant,
“I know, but apart from my friend, you are also an alpha. You deserve to ride in style while staying here.”
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She turns to the woman sitting beside her and asks, “Did you say something?”
The woman shakes her head and goes back to her milkshake.
“What are you reading?” Lask, testing my power a little more.
Her eyes bulge out in shock as she frantically looks around, probably trying to find the source of the voice.
She turns back to the woman and says, “You said something.”
I didn’t,” the woman says, looking at her like she had lost her damn mind.
“Yes, you did. You asked what I was reading.”
Holly shit! It fucking works.
“I swear I didn’t say or ask anything!” the woman says before standing up to move to a different table.
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I sit there stunned that I can actually communicate with even humans. When Nyx told me earlier, I didn’t really take her seriously, but now I am.
Looking at the girl who looked about my age and still had a look of shock on her face, I start to wonder what else I can do. I know I’ve been grumpy lately and complaining a lot more, but maybe it’s time I start doing what Nyx is telling me.
Mrs. Walters wonders back to my table with my ice cream. She always insisted on her being the one to serve me, even though she had employees. Her ice cream shop had a good reputation, so it was popular.
Taking the first bite, I moan in ecstasy. Unlike most people, I don’t lick my ice cream. I find it tedious doing so over and over again. I don’t mind my teeth freezing, so weirdly, I bite and chew ice cream.
“I’d forgotten just how good your ice cream tastes,” I murmur while looking at her.
She opens her mouth, but before she says anything, his scent hits me.
“Sadie?” Alec asks, his large form coming to stand in front of me.
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Back then, times were different, and divorce was unheard of. Women had to stay in their marriages despite the despicable way their husbands treated them.
Mrs. Walter had had enough, though. She packed up her things and went back to her parents‘ house. She was their only daughter, and they would do anything for her, including agreeing to let their daughter get a divorce even though it would tarnish both hers and the family’s reputation.
She told me that at first it was all about his image; that’s why he tried to fight the divorce… Later on, he realized that he actually loved her. It was a long way to recovery for the couple, and it took two years of wooing and apologizing before she agreed to come back home. Since then, they were happy, and Mr. Walter showed his remorse day in and day out, until he
died.
He died at fifty–nine. Mrs. Walter never remarried. She was now in her late eighties.
“It’s okay. I got over him and I no longer want him. Not like I used to,” I assure her, pulling myself from my thoughts.
She grabs my hand in a gentle hold and leads me to my favorite table. “Sit right here, while I get you your favorite flavor.”
I smile at her, and she wobbles to the counter.
She owned this ice cream shop, which she bought after her husband died. She told me that she needed something to take
her mind off the pain of losing the man she had been married to since she was eighteen.
There wasn’t a law against it, but werewolves rarely interacted with humans. Well, except for business. Keeping human friends would be tasking given the secret we hid. You can’t always be on your toes. One way or another, you are bound to slip up, and then the secret is out.
I hadn’t shifted, and I only came here once a week. Mrs. Walter came and sat opposite me on my fifth visit here and asked
me why I was sad. That’s how I began my friendship with an eighty–something–year–old human woman. She was so kind
and warm that I couldn’t ignore her.
When I was in the dungeon, she was among the people I thought about.
Pushing those painful memories away, I focus on everything around me. There were a few people scattered around the shop. All of them humans.
Remembering what Nyx told me about my powers, I focus my energy on one of the girls who is reading a book while eating some chocolate ice cream with sprinkles on top.
I close my eyes, breathe in, then out. Following the steps that I use when communicating through mind–link, I open my
mind.
“Hello.”
I open my eyes and look at her through my lashes. I want to test this power, but I don’t want to risk exposing the supernatural world.
At first nothing happens, so I try it again.
“Hello,” This time she lifts her head and looks around.
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