Alpha alec's redemption (Sadie) novel Chapter 254

“So...” Jason clears his throat. “Can you still... you know, have kids?”

Brian’s face darkens. “We don’t know that either. After all we are a mix, so we are not sure if we can a sire kids with either of the two species. Being hybrid has probably messed our bodies, so we are not sure if that’s still possible.”

I nod my head, my thoughts on his answer. I mean, even if he sleeps with a wolf, what will the baby be? Or if it’s a vampire, what will the baby turn out to be? Biologically speaking it seems impossible for a hybrid to mate with either a werewolf or vampire, but hey, we now have hybrids something that was thought to be impossible, so I guess anything is possible, right?

Alec shifts beside me, tension radiating off him in waves. “Who do you worship?” he asks. “The moon goddess or the vampire god?”

A muscle ticks in Brian’s jaw. “Neither.”

Silence crashes over the room like a tidal wave. I hear a sharp intake of breath, then another. I glance around and see shocked faces, wide eyes. Even Micah looks like he’s been punched in the gut.

Neither?

I understand their shock and surprise. it’s almost blasphemy to be a werewolf, even half wolf, and not worship the goddess.

“While I was with my kind, we worshiped the one that created us” Brian says, his voice low and firm. “And that was neither the moon goddess or the vampire god.”

My stomach twists. Of course, they worship her. Xena is their creator, the one who made them what they are. I no longer believe in the moon goddess, but still, hearing that they worship Xena feels all kinds of wrong.

A howl echoes through the night, shattering the tense silence. The full moon has risen.

Alec rises to his feet, his gaze sweeping over the room. “Everyone outside,” he commands, his voice hard and authoritative. “Wait for me.”

I stand, my heart pounding, but just as I start to move, I spot a lone figure hovering near the entrance. Piper.

She is practically jumping up and down like a little kid who’s been told they get to spend a day int the toy store.

“But,” I warn, voice hardening, “If he tries to run, I will kill him.”

Piper nods, her face a mask of relief and joy. “I swear. He won’t. Thank you. Thank you.”

“Thank you,” he murmurs, his voice thick, husky, and that sends delicious shivers down my spine.