Alpha alec's redemption (Sadie) novel Chapter 101

“It’s possible” I mumble, my mind working a thousand miles per second. “We will have to interrogate Calvin to get more details about what kind of power he felt around her.”

The fact that Calvin mentioned her power and aura can’t simply be a coincidence. Question is, how am I connected to everything? The incident three years ago, and the hybrids. If this mysterious woman is the one making these hybrids, then all the more reasons to find her.

Micah stands up and comes to stand before my desk, pulling my attention to him.

“We need you help, Sadie.” He says, his eyes pleading.

I’m confused on why they would need my help. The only thing I can help them with is information, and I’ve already told them all I need to know.

“What are you doing, Micah?” Alec steps beside him, growling.

“What you should have done when you first realized that Sadie is your mate” Micah says, before his eyes focus on me. “You heard what happened to our pack. You heard that those who were hurt aren’t healing as they are supposed to. We need your help, Sadie. You are the only one that can help.”

I did hear what the Elder Gabriel told Alec, and I found it strange when he mentioned them not healing. Sure, a hybrid’s bite is disastrous, but as long as it doesn’t kill you, then healing starts immediately. Those pack members, even assuming they were bitten, should have already started healing.

“I’m not sure how you expect me to help you” I tell him. “I don’t think my powers include healing.”

“You can,” he insists before turning to Alec. “Tell her, Alec. Tell her the fucking truth, or we will lose those pack members.”

My eyes shift to Alec, and I see the debate there. He was weighing the pros and cons of telling me what it was that Micah was hinting at.

I continue staring at him, until realization hits me. This is what Nyx and I talked about. Whatever he is debating on telling me is the reason why he wanted me as a mate when we first made that discovery of us being mates, even though he despised me.

I see the moment he makes his decision. His eyes become guarded, and he releases a sigh of frustration.

“My pack is under a curse” he begins, surprising me to the core. “We’ve been under it for years, a century to be exact.”