Alpha alec's redemption (Sadie) novel Chapter 316

The silence around us is thick after Micah’s call. Alec’s hand is still tight around his phone, knuckles white, but his eyes are distant, flicking between me and the road as though part of him is here, with me, and the other part has already left.

He looks torn, caught between duty and me. I know the feeling, and I know Micah wouldn’t have called if it weren’t something important.

I squeeze his hand. “We should go,” I tell him softly.

He shakes his head, lips pressed into a hard line. “We could stay. Just a little longer. Whatever it is, Micah can handle it until I—”

“Alec,” I interrupt gently. “If Micah called, it’s important. You know he wouldn’t have reached out otherwise. You can always make it up to me later.”

His jaw works, tension pulsing along his temple, but then he exhales slowly. The fight leaves him in one long breath. “But…”

“But nothing,” I cut him off. “The few minutes we spent were already great, so don’t feel like it’s wasted and like I said, you can always make it up to me later.”

“Fine.” His eyes find mine again, and there’s that stubborn flash, but softer now. “But I will make it up to you. You hear me?”

I smile faintly. “I’ll hold you to that.”

Reluctantly, he walks me to the car and minutes later we are back on the road, his grip firm on the wheel. The quiet stretches, and I can feel how restless he is, how much his mind is racing.

His profile is shadowed by the passing streetlight, but I can see the storm in his eyes. He is worried something might be wrong with the pack. Worried that something might have happened. Maybe an attack? Maybe something else.

I decide I don’t want him drowning in his own thoughts, so I break the silence. “You know,” I start lightly, “Aspen told me the other day that if she had wings, she’d fly to the moon just to see if it’s made of cheese. She even tried to convince me to pack her a sandwich, just in case.”

Alec’s lips twitch, but he doesn’t speak.

For a while, he doesn’t answer. I’m about to change the subject when his voice finally breaks the silence. “Maybe… maybe it has something to do with the annual ball.”

That catches me off guard. “The ball?” I tilt my head. “What about it?”

His grip on the wheel tightens. “The council called me this morning. They said our pack has been chosen to host it this year.”

My jaw drops. Heat rushes through me, and without thinking, I smack his arm lightly. “And you didn’t think to tell me?”

His chuckle rumbles, deep and genuine. “In my defense, my mind was filled with something else today. Something about a date I couldn’t stop thinking about.”

I roll my eyes but can’t stop the laughter bubbling up. “Unbelievable.”