Page 116 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 1

Bullshit.

Her fourth pregnancy… And another one I knew wouldn’t go much further ahead. I didn’t get it…The pup had a strong heartbeat too. Her words were fucked up. How the fuck could she be justifying this shit? This was not the strong Indigo I knew.

"That’s abuse." I said, cocking a brow. "You need to get the fuck out. I promised your fucking brother I’d take care of you."

I don’t know why I did, but in a way, I felt responsible for my men’s actions. When I had caught him with that omega, it had ended with me beating him up, breaking many of his bones. Yeah, maybe I would have done a lot worse if Indigo hadn't come running to protect him.

Indigo was nothing more than a pack member to me, but she was also being mentally abused under my watch. Something I couldn't allow, but for me to do some shit, I needed her to be ok with it. Why would killing him or fucking punishing him hurt her? Wasn’t that the best thing to do? She had begged me to let him go and now here we were…

"It’s up to me to live my life how I want. I love him and he loves me. You wouldn’t get it because you’ve never loved anyone Alpha! Don’t come between us!" She sobbed.

I frowned, I hated fucking disrespect. Maybe I didn’t know about love but I had seen enough to know you became a fucking whipped ass pup to your woman. That shit was fucked up in itself.

"I might not know about all that shit, but I know a fucking toxic relationship when I see it." I said coldly.

She looked at me, her eyes flashing. "Then you should have accepted me when I wanted to give up finding my mate for you." She glared at me.

"You’re not my type." I shrugged. She never was.

She sighed. She was trying to prove a point that had no strength behind it. She loved Fred, way too much, and he was abusing that.

"You won’t get it. What I felt for you was just a crush, and remember how crazy I went? But Fred, he’s my world."

"Until he becomes your hell." I remarked, puffing on my cigarette.

"Then I’m willing to burn in that hell." She said stubbornly.

Each to their own…

"Do whatever the fuck you want. If you do need me to step in, I’m here, and we both know I wouldn’t mind breaking his bones all over again." I gave her a sadistic smirk, seeing her gulp as I cracked my knuckles…

(END OF FLASHBACK)

I gave Kiara the slightest shake of my head, warning her. This was not our shit to tell.

She gave me a dirty look and I sighed. Well, if she wants to play a fucking snitch, then I’ll show her how it’s done.

"Kiara. What is it?" Elijah said, seeing the exchange between us.

"I’ll tell you." I said, smirking dangerously. "I mean, I don’t think Kiara wants to tell Daddy dearest that she’s become a big girl. That she has been getting down and dirty with someone, right?"

Kiara gasped. All colour faded from her face as she gave me a ‘How could you?’ look.

I simply raised my eyebrows at her before taking a long drag of my cigarette, relaxing back as Elijah let out the most pissed off growl I had heard from him in a while.

Now, this shit was going to be fun.

56. Wishful

KIARA

Oh, he is such a dick! How could he do that to me?!

Dad was glaring at me so scarily that I wish Mom were here to calm him down...

"Dad, do you believe him?!" I exclaimed, hoping my innocent doe eyes worked.

"I'm not fucking stupid, Kiara." Dad growled. "I could smell sex on you from the fucking second I got here!"

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