Alpha alec's redemption (Sadie) novel Chapter 255

The entire pack gathered in the field, a sea of tense bodies and gleaming eyes, all waiting for Alec to speak.

I stand among them, my skin prickling under the moon’s heavy gaze. The full moon looms above, its pull a visceral ache beneath my skin. The bond with Alec is stronger tonight, as if the moon itself is a cord tightening around us, forcing me to feel every flicker of his energy.

Alec steps forward, his presence commanding and powerful. Even without trying, he owns every eye in the room. His bare chest gleams under the moon’s glow, each muscle coiled and ready, his jaw tight as he addresses the pack.

“Tonight, we honor the goddess,” Alec says, his deep voice rolling over the crowd, sending a shiver straight down my spine. “We thank her for another cycle, for the blessings she’s bestowed upon us, for our strength, our health, and our unity.”

I bite my lower lip, my eyes tracing the way his lips moved. The way his throat bobs when he swallows. The way his muscles tense as he clasps his hands behind his back.

The raw power radiating off him is enough to make my knees buckle.

Nyx is restless, pacing in my mind, her hackles raised.

“Do you feel that? “she whispers, her voice low and sultry. “His scent. His power. It’s intoxicating.”

I can't respond. My tongue feels thick in my mouth. All I can do is stand there, trembling, as Alec’s scent fills every inch of my lungs.

“May the goddess bless us with continued fertility and prosperity,” Alec continues, his eyes sliding to mine for the briefest of moments. His pupils are blown, the golden glow of his wolf swirling beneath the surface. He swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing. He knows what he was doing to me.

My breath came out in shallow pants. I can feel the wetness between my thighs, the aching throb of need that pulses through me like a second heartbeat. Alec turns away, but I don't. I keep staring, my eyes trailing the slope of his back, the sharp cut of his shoulders, and the way his skin gleams under the moonlight.

“Focus, Sadie,” Nyx growls, but it is too late.

The moon breaks through the clouds, its silvery glow cascading over the field. A collective howl erupts from the pack, a sound so primal it echoes deep within my bones.

Alec’s voice is the loudest. Strong, powerful, and filled with an unspoken promise.

I shiver as I listen, the vibrations of his howl thrumming through my skin.

A howl echoes in the distance.

"Knox." Nyx growls, her ears flicking back as she picks up his scent.

“You hear that?” she asks with a bit of excitement in her voice. “He’s coming for us.”

I won’t lie; I shared in her excitement. It is thrilling knowing that our mate is coming after us. Knowing that our heat is probably driving him crazy.

That’s the thing with males who have found their mates: during the moon heat, they are usually locked on one scent and one scent alone. Their mate’s.

It is intoxicating, just like I am sure the scent of our arousal is to him.