Page 60 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 1

I showered, before mind-linking Darien to send Bill to my work office. I glanced towards my home office, last night vividly coming back to me. Foreign feelings consumed me and I frowned, turning away. She was messing with me and she wasn't even around…

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"Alpha." Bill said politely, entering my office and taking a seat opposite me.

"So, have you come to a decision about the land?" I said, skipping formalities.

He shuffled in his seat, his face changing to an interesting shade of plum. He was nervous, I could smell it from here. The dude needed a shower too… I resisted wrinkling my nose. Disgusting piece of shit.

"I have… and well… I uh… I have a pre-proposition for you!" He spluttered, his face going darker.

I raised my eyebrow. What the fuck was this proposition. That he couldn't even speak? Fucking loser.

"Keep talking, I don’t have all fucking day…"

"I will give you the land, free-to keep forever! As a gift, I mean - as a wedding gift. Take my daughter as your Luna and after I die, even my pack will become yours!" He shouted.

The fuck? I wasn’t deaf, why did he feel he had to bark like a fucking dog?!

"Chill the fuck out." I growled, resisting the urge to massage my temples.

The Quick Fang pack was a decent size but I wasn’t looking to expand my pack. I only needed warrior wolves. As for the land, I’d take it one way or another… Usually, I would have declined the offer straight-up… I knew the council wanted me to take a mate… but… Kiara.

I looked out the window at the shining sun. What did I do? Kiara was young…Yeah, I didn’t seem to care when I fucked her. She deserved someone who could love her… Not someone who would destroy her. Even if my assumption was correct and maybe just maybe she was my mate, I wouldn’t be able to treat her the way she deserved to be…

Jasmin was twenty-five, smart and knew when to shut her fucking mouth. She was the type who wouldn’t even dare to speak up against me if I fucked another woman. The type who would just be happy with the title of queen. Yet she had the experience to run a pack, as the default heir to her father’s pack after her brother’s death, she knew how stuff worked.

The council wanted me to choose a bride of Alpha heritage. Jasmin had never found her mate, possibly dead. I guess that was another reason to choose her when our situations were so similar…

Kiara was eighteen, feisty and strong-willed. The type to challenge and question my every decision… The type to keep me fucking grounded, or try to. She was compassionate, strong and entertaining. The type of woman that if you had her, you wouldn’t even consider looking at another woman.

I stood up and walked over to the window, looking out at my pack. She would be the type of queen who didn’t care about the title and care for this pack as her own. If she didn’t turn out to be my mate, then she would find hers sooner or later. And if she was destined for me… Then one day, she would tire of waiting and take a mate of her own choice. Who wouldn’t want her?

I remembered a few council meetings ago when someone mentioned her eyesight. They had said to Elijah, that they wondered why the Goddess had blessed them with a faulty pup. He had flipped and said that any man would be lucky to have her but none would ever be fucking worthy of her.

Back then, I had rolled my eyes as I told him to let go of the other Alpha. But now… I had to admit he was right. The thought of her with another man, made my chest squeeze fucking painfully. The very feeling sent bolts of shock through me, carrying the weight of realisation with it.

I cared for her. I fucking cared for her.

Did I even have the capacity to care? I don’t know. Recently I was feeling stuff, stuff I’ve not felt in a long time… My mind went back to many years ago when Kiara had given me a flower for saving her. I had crushed that flower under my foot, and with it, I had probably crushed her little heart... That was what I was good at, hurting people. I didn’t have the mental state to love, nor did I want to… My purpose was to govern the werewolf race and that’s it…

"A-Alpha…"

Bill brought me back to the present and I schooled my face back into its usual ‘I don’t give a fuck’ look before I turned to him.

"First of all, who the fuck do you think you are trying to bargain with me?" I said coldly, walking over to him. He cowered in fear.

"N-no, no, my king. Even if you refuse, you m-may take over the lands and do what you need to…" He spluttered, spit flying from his mouth.

I looked at him in disgust. How the fuck was he Jasmin’s father? They were fucking opposites. I mean, with Kiara you could tell she was Elijah’s- Oh hell no. I was never going to admit that. No. Fuck that.

I glared at the pathetic Alpha before me, crossing my arms as I turned away. I had made my decision.

"I’ll marry Jasmin."

32. Determined To Succeed

KIARA

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