Alpha Alec's Redemption

Chapter 0041

We again nodded our heads. The only thing we knew was that we had a curse hanging over the pack; that meant not only those living in the pack but anyone that traced their origin to our pack. That includes members who left for whatever reason and any family they might have had. No one knew who cursed us or

why they did it in the first place, which made it difficult to break. My dad and grandad went to different witches and warlocks, and all of them said the same thing. It's hard to break a curse if you don't know the details.

There are a few who tried breaking it, but it always backfired. They'd told my dad it was because whoever cursed us was really powerful, making the curse really strong and difficult to break.

"Well, it turns out, we were cursed because of something the pack did, or more so, the leaders of the pack did." Jason's voice pulled me back to the present.

"You mean my great-grandparents?" I asked.

"I'm not sure, but I think it's all the leaders... Alpha, Beta, Gamma, and the elders at that time," he replied, opening the book.

Micah and I just stared at him, trying to understand what he was saying. If it's true, what did they do that was bad enough to earn them a curse?

Jason looked up and added, "The weird thing is that the pages before and after are torn. This seems like someone's

journal. Someone who was alive when that shit happened.".

"So you're saying someone went to great lengths to hide exactly what happened by tearing out the pages?" Micah asked, standing up.

Jason simply replied, "Yes. The only existing part is the entry saying that the pack did something that

caused the curse. There isn't much detail about it, except that."

I was about to ask him to hand over the journal, when I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. It's like nothing I've never felt before.

I hunched over, catching the attention of my friends.

"Are you okay, Alec? Why do you look like you're in pain?" Jason turned towards me, looking worried.

"No shit, Sherlock," I answered sarcastically, right before another wave of pain hit me.

This time, I wasn't able to stop the groan of pain that escaped my mouth.

"What the fuck is happening?" Micah questioned me, but I was in as much darkness as he was.

Gritting my teeth against the pain, I stood up and slowly walked to the couch. Before I could get there, another wave hit, making me fall on my fucking knees.

Fuck, what the hell was happening?

Jason and Micah rushed towards me, helping me on the couch as pain traveled along my abdomen. I could feel my abs clenching as if they

were cramping, and, fuck, did it hurt.

"Shit, call the pack doctor," Jason told Micah urgently.

"No," I snarled the word. "Unless it proves to be a life-or-death situation, I don't want the doctor involved."

They stared at me, but a command was given. They couldn't go against it.

I lay there, as wave after wave of pain sliced through my body. I'm not sure how long we were in the office when the pain suddenly stopped. Good thing my office was soundproof.

"Do you think it's Lola? I've heard this happens when your mate is fucking someone else," Jason asked, worry still written on his face.

"No, this is something else. Besides, we hadn't marked each other, so that's not possible." I sat up slowly, feeling the aches and soreness in my body.

"I don't like this... I don't like it at all," Micah murmured, his eyes betraying how unsettled he was.. "First, our members begin to weaken rapidly, and now this?"

I don't answer him. Instead, I leaned back against the sofa and closed my eyes as tiredness washed. over me. I shut everyone out, including Jason and Micah. "What the hell happened, Knox?"

He was sleeping, his head resting on top of his paws. He'd tried taking some of the pain, so he was drained, just like I was.

"I don't know, and I can't explain it, but something feels different," he answered before closing his eyes.

Fuck. I rub my chest as something shifts and settles inside me. I don't know what it is or what causes it, but it is there.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Knox is right; something feels different. I just don't know what the fuck it is or what it means.