Alpha Alec's Redemption

Chapter 0091

Trigger Warning: The following chapter contains torture scenes.

Alec

Have you ever felt like you've been hit by a truck? That's how I fucking felt right now when the bastard in front of me opened his mouth and spoke. I've always wanted the truth about that night. I have been searching for it for years. I wanted confirmation. Confirmation that Sadie was truly a bitch. That she was a conniving, backstabbing, desperate bitch. Well, I've finally gotten the truth, but it isn't what I was looking for. It isn't anything like I'd thought it would be.

My heart and chest constrict painfully as his words ring over and over in my head like a broken fucking record. What am I supposed to do now? How the fuck am I supposed to move on from this?NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

I was righteous in my anger three years ago, because I thought I was the victim. I held on to that righteousness for three fucking years thinking that I was the victim. I held on to my bitterness and anger and all for what? Only to find out that my arrogant ass was wrong the entire fucking time. "Is the Goddess punishing us?" Knox ask softly, anguish in his voice. The last time he sounded this defeated was when Lola rejected us.

"Probably," I answer, feeling like the weight of the world was on my fucking shoulders.

And it was true. The goddess was probably punishing us. Punishing us for condemning and hurting an innocent person.

Making Sadie our mate was the biggest 'fuck you' I've ever seen. It's like she was giving Sadie back the power I took from her when I accused her of something she didn't do.

Fuck! How could I have messed up so fucking badly? How did I not realize that she was innocent this whole time?

I run my hands down my face, trying to wipe away the guilt that was starting to rear its ugly head.

I've always prided myself on being a fair person. A fair leader. I prided myself on serving the right judgment and giving those who deserve it punishment, yet here I was and, for the first time in my entire fucking life, I hurt an innocent person.

My sins keep pilling up, the more I think of them and the weight of them all threatens to drown me.

I thought I knew pain, but it's nothing compared to what you feel when you realize that you hurt the woman who was always meant to be your mate. Calvin's screams shatter my bubble of guilt and terror, bringing me back to reality.

I stare numbly and coldly as Sadie twists the knife that was lodged in Calvin's side.

"You said you wouldn't hurt me if I talked," Calvin whimpers through the pain.

Sadie simply smiles and tsks. "I

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never said anything of that sort. You're the one who willingly accepted to telling me what I wanted to know. I would have forgiven you; you know? If you had been forced or threatened into hurting us, I would have let it go. Instead, you were a greedy little bastard that chose to harm others because of selfish gains."

Sadie wrenches out the silver knife, before plunging in it again.

"While you thought of the money, did you think of what would have happened to us? Did you think of the damage leaving two drugged people alone would do? You know what happened? Alec and I ended up in bed together, and because of that, his mate rejected him, and he blamed me," she snarls in anger, before hitting him across his already swollen face.

Calvin shakes his head, as his body starts to tremble, but Sadie doesn't stop there.

"You know what happens when an

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alpha thinks you betrayed him? You become a piranha. They thought I colluded with you to drug him. I ended up in the dungeons, and you can imagine the horrors I saw there. You're in pain, now imagine a five-foot-two woman going through the exact same thing." Content

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I stumble back and use the wall to hold me up. Her words were crashing me. Tearing me at the seams. Breaking me in ways I never thought I'd break.

"This scar on my face," Sadie asks, touching her cheek. "He gave it to me to remind me that I'm a traitor. To remind me of the torture he unleashed on me. How about I give you one so we can have matching scars?"

That's the only warning Calvin gets before Sadie cuts open his cheek, making him scream in agony.

Sadie takes some pliers, and one by one, she breaks his fingers as if it were nothing.

"Please stop❞ Calvin begs his voice barely above a whisper, but I know it won't do a damn thing.

"Why should I?" Sadie asks as she looks at the various items on the table. "I paid for your sins, Calvin. I screamed and begged, but no one gave a shit. All that and then to find out you went against an alpha because of money? Well, let's just say it fucking pisses me off."

I'm rooted to the floor as I watch Sadie torturing Calvin for the next hour or so. His screams fill the room, bouncing off the walls. They do nothing. They don't give me any satisfaction, instead they just remind me of Sadie's screams as she screamed in pain that she was innocent.

Finally, Sadie finishes and Calvin slumps forward. If it were any other alpha, I would have handed it to them for being so fucking thorough and merciless, but it wasn't any alpha. It was Sadie.

She stops and lifts her face to look at me. Her eyes are ice-cold. Dead on the inside. There is no warmth, no joy, no nothing.

I never paid attention to her when we were younger, but I remember the warm and happy girl she was. Now looking at her, there aren't traces of her anywhere behind those eyes.

My heart slows down, and I feel like it's been squeezed by a fist. The girl we all knew is gone, completely gone.