Alpha transformative narrative Chapter 93

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I walk inside the shop, taking in everything inside it. Nothing has changed in the past three years since I’ve been away. The walls are still the same warm yellow color they were, although it seems a fresh coat has been added. The chairs and the tables are still the same.
I walk further in. I’ve come here to forget my worries for the time being, just like I did since I was about twelve years old. The only difference this time is that I have and I can actually smell the different flavors of ice cream.
my
wolf
“Sadie, is that you?” a low-pitched, feeble, and scratchy voice asks, making me lift my head.
I smile, seeing a familiar old face. “Hi, Mrs. Walter.”
She wobbles over to me before pulling me into her arms in a warm hug. I wrap my hands around her, hugging her back, feeling myself relaxing as her warmth surrounds
me.
“Where have you been, dear? You disappeared without a word or a trace. I’ve been so worried about you.” The concern in her voice holds my heart in a tight grip.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you. I got a scholarship to study abroad. I didn’t expect it, and it was so sudden that I didn’t have time to come and say goodbye. I didn’t have your contacts, so I couldn’t even call you and let you know I was fine.” The lie spills out of me so easily that it shocks.
I was never one to lie. Mostly because I could never keep a straight face. Over the years, I have learned to. I needed to know how to if I wanted to survive. We weren’t locked up in our pack, and once in a while when we did go out, one or two people would recognize me. I had to learn to lie and be really convincing, because if I couldn’t, it meant that I had to kill the person that recognized me. Unlike the first hybrid that I killed, the others were innocent. I couldn’t kill them because they recognized me, and I couldn’t let word get back to Alec that someone had seen me.
had
“I didn’t know you planned to go to college,” Mrs. Walter mutters, her brows drawn in confusion. “If I remember correctly, you told me you were waiting for that boy you a crush on to reciprocate your love so you could get married and settle down.”
I groan. This is the third person to mention Alec today. Why is it always like that? The more you try to avoid someone, the more their names keep popping up everywhere.
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“I know, but I gave up when he got himself a girlfriend,” I answer truthfully.
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“That’s so
so sad; you were madly in love with him. How could he not see how pure your lové was? Men are such blind fools. My husband was the same too.”
She told me about her husband on one of my visits here. They had an arranged marriage, and at first Mr. Walter treated her horribly because she wasn’t the woman he wanted to marry. Even though he hated her guts, Mrs. Walter couldn’t help but fall in love with him. Well, that is until he hired the love of his life as his secretary and started spending more time at the office.
He rarely came home, and when he did, he was cold to her. It went on like that for months, and the other woman started taunting her and causing havoc in her marriage. Mr. Walter always took the woman’s side instead of his wife’s. His affection and care for the other woman broke her. Shattered her in ways she never thought she’d be whole again.
Back then, times were different, and divorce was unheard of. Women had to stay in their marriages despite the despicable way their husbands treated them.
Mrs. Walter had had enough, though. She packed up her things and went back to her parents’ house. She was their only daughter, and they would do anything for her, including agreeing to let their daughter get a divorce even though it would tarnish both hers and the family’s reputation.
She told me that at first it was all about his image; that’s why he tried to fight the divorce… Later on, he realized that he actually loved her. It was a long way to recovery for the couple, and it took two years of wooing and apologizing before she agreed to come back home. Since then, they were happy, and Mr. Walter showed his remorse day in and day out, until he died.
He died at fifty-nine. Mrs. Walter never remarried. She was now in her late eighties.
“It’s okay. I got over him and I no longer want him. Not like I used to,” I assure her, pulling myself from my thoughts.
She grabs my hand in a gentle hold and leads me to my favorite table. “Sit right here, while I get you your favorite flavor.”
I smile at her, and she wobbles to the counter
She owned this ice cream shop, which she bought after her husband died. She told me
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that she needed something to take her mind off the pain of losing the man she had been married to since she was eighteen.
There wasn’t a law against it, but werewolves rarely interacted with humans. Well, except for business. Keeping human friends would be tasking given the secret we hid. You can’t always be on your toes. One way or another, you are bound to slip up, and then the secret is out.
I hadn’t shifted, and I only came here once a week. Mrs. Walter came and sat opposite me on my fifth visit here and asked me why I was sad. That’s how I began my friendship with an eighty-something-year-old human woman. She was so kind and warm that I couldn’t ignore her.
When I was in the dungeon, she was among the people I thought about.
Pushing those painful memories away, I focus on everything around me. There were a few people sc**d around the shop. All of them humans.
Remembering what Nyx told me about my powers, I focus my energy on one of the girls who is reading a book while eating some chocolate ice cream with sprinkles on top.
I close my eyes, breathe in, then out. Following the steps that I use when communicating through mind-link, I open my mind.
“Hello.”
I open my eyes and look at her through my lashes. I want to test this power, but I don’t want to risk exposing the supernatural world.
At first nothing happens, so I try it again.
“Hello,” This time she lifts her head and looks around.
She turns to the woman sitting beside her and asks, “Did you say something?”
The woman shakes her head and goes back to her milkshake.
“What are you reading?” I ask, testing my power a little more.
Her eyes bulge out in shock as she frantically looks around, probably trying to find the source of the voice.
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She turns back to the woman and says, “You said something.”
“I didn’t,” the woman says, looking at her like she had lost her d**n mind.
“Yes, you did. You asked what I was reading.”
Holly s**t! It f*king works.
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“I swear I didn’t say or ask anything!” the woman says before standing up to move to a different table.
I sit there stunned that I can actually communicate with even humans. When Nyx told me earlier, I didn’t really take her seriously, but now I am.
Looking at the girl who looked about my age and still had a look of shock on her face, I start to wonder what else I can do. I know I’ve been grumpy lately and complaining a lot more, but maybe it’s time I start doing what Nyx is telling me.
Mrs. Walters wonders back to my table with my ice cream. She always insisted on her being the one to serve me, even though she had employees. Her ice cream shop had a good reputation, so it was popular.
Taking the first bite, I moan in ecstasy. Unlike most people, I don’t lick my ice cream. I find it tedious doing so over and over again. I don’t mind my teeth freezing, so weirdly, I bite and chew ice cream.
“I’d forgotten just how good your ice cream tastes,” I murmur while looking at her.
She opens her mouth, but before she says anything, his scent hits me.
“Sadie?” Alec asks, his large form coming to stand in front of me.
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