Page 69 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 1

"He didn’t refuse either." Raven shot back.

"It isn’t necessary, so what are we watching?" I asked, my heart was racing and I wished that werewolves didn’t have such good hearing, knowing that everyone could hear it.

"Uh…" Raihana looked between us, the room felt tense and I determinedly kept my gaze on the TV.

There was a movie on screen, ready to play. The tension in the room was thick and I was glad when Raven picked the remote up and pressed play.

"This movie isn't for Raihana’s age…"

"Hey! No fair! Even Raven isn't eighteen!" Raihana protested.

"Stop being such a fucking grandma." Alejandro said, his eyes meeting mine before they dipped lower, running over me slowly. "You might not look as young as you are but you're still eighteen, act the fuck like it."

It was the first words he had spoken to me, and they rendered me speechless. Was that a compliment or an insult? I didn’t say anything more as Raven now sat next to me and we all began to watch the movie.

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I wasn’t able to focus on it. I realised Rayhan didn’t even talk directly to Alejandro once, who sat emotionlessly, his dark aura swirling around him. I felt his intense gaze on me a few times but I tried not to pay attention to him. The few times I did glance at him, I found myself admiring his physique or wondering what Jasmin was to him. She seemed content and happy, even leaning on him a few times. And he didn’t seem to mind… They seemed… intimate. But then why did he fuck me?

It hurt seeing that, but at the same time I don’t know why I should feel like that.

The movie suited Alejandro well. It was a dark thriller - ‘The Law Abiding Citizen’ - and although I was a werewolf who had seen blood many times, watching him gruesomely torture the man who did deserve it, was still horrible.

My blondies were gone and I was a little proud that Alejandro had ate more than half.

The movie was over and it was now dark outside. Raihana had fallen asleep, it seemed she really hadn't slept well last night. Jasmin’s eyes had been glued on Alejandro and I didn’t miss the way her hand often found its way on his thigh. He didn’t seem to care either… that hurt. Was last night just a pent up want? Once he had me, he was now done and dusted? Pushing the thought from my head, I tried to focus on something else.

I could smell the delicious food being cooked in the kitchen and felt my stomach rumble.

"You sure can eat." Rayhan said.

I couldn't see him properly thanks to the black screen for the credits.

"I won’t deny it." I said standing up. I could see the line under the door. Keeping my eyes on it, I slowly edged forward.

"Want-" I heard Raven begin.

"I’m fine." I cut in. I didn’t need help; I didn’t need the reminder that I was seriously lacking something. Knowing I was being watched.

"Wait." Alejandro’s deep voice came and I stopped in my tracks. I heard someone move and then his scent became stronger as he neared me. My stomach knotted and my heart was thumping.

"What is it?" I asked quietly, wondering what a werewolf’s sight was like at night. Was everything the same colour as it was during the day? Or was it like night vision glasses you saw in the movies? My breath hitched when he took hold of my wrist. Tingles rushed up my arm and I was very aware of the way his rough finger pads felt against my soft skin.

"Not going to collect your win?" He asked mockingly.

"No, it wasn’t that tempting for me to claim." I lied.

He pulled me close, his hand gripping my chin as he tilted my head upwards. I looked into his glowing red eyes, the only thing I could see in the darkness. My heart was thumping but his was racing too…

"Shame you don’t get a fucking choice then." He whispered huskily.

He didn’t seem to care about the audience we had. He bent down and my eyes fluttered shut as his warm breath hit my face. Just when I felt he was going to tease me and pull away. His lips met mine in a rough, bruising kiss, setting off fireworks deep within me. My breathe hitched as I felt the need behind his touch. His hand let go off my wrist and wrapped around my waist, pulling me flush against him. I let out a small whimper when I felt him throb against my stomach.

Goddess… I slowly kissed him back, my hand gripping his shirt as I now reciprocated the kiss with equal passion. Our lips trying to dominate one another’s. Pleasure coursed through me and I just wanted this kiss to never end. His tongue ravished my mouth before he sucked on my tongue, a soft moan left my lips.

But all good things have to come to an end, right?

"Wow, seeing my fiancé kissing someone else is something else." Jasmin’s voice came, laced with irritation and disdain. Loud and clear in the suddenly very quiet room…

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