Page 9 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 1

"Aunty A is tough. I don’t blame dad. But look at me. I'm an innocent little devil."

"No devil is innocent." Mum replied, amused. I moved away from my dad.

‘I'm ok dad, I promise I’ll be careful.’ I said through the link. Before I left the room, I knew his eyes were fixed on me. Now to get cooking for the Alpha King.

6. A Tense Dinner

ALEJANDRO

I looked out at the river; I was just outside of Blood Moon Pack territory. Although I had sent the message, I was coming, I couldn't bring myself to enter that pack. The young woman I saved last night flashed through my mind. I was sure she was from that pack.

There was something about her. For one, she wasn’t looking at me when she asked who I was. The second was that I hadn't been able to get her voice out of my head. It was slightly husky yet sensual. She was young. I could tell that much from how perfect her skin was. She had her legs crossed, hiding her lower regions, and her arms and hair covered her breasts. For someone who had just been attacked, she still seemed to have cared about her modesty. I've seen more women than I can remember. One more was nothing to it...

That was a fucking lie. I had been tempted to pull her arms back, to see what she was hiding from me, and it was that very thought that had put me in a real fucking mood. Sure, I could go find her and I'm sure she'd be willing to spread those legs of hers. But the fact that I had taken an instant interest... I wish I had taken a proper look at her face. Having gotten more distracted by her body. She smelt fucking divine too. Like hazelnut chocolate. If there was one human weakness I had, It was hazelnut chocolate. Why did the woman fucking had to smell like the one fucking thing I would say I liked? I picked up a pebble and threw it into the water. A deep frown on my face.

Her wolf had been a brilliant white. It was too fast to see it all, but from what I did see, there was no other colour on her. There was only one other light wolf I knew of, and that was Scarlett Westwood. The Alpha female of this very pack.

"Alpha, shall we get going? It’s almost evening and we are to dine with the Alphas." One of my warriors, Dustin, said.

"Let’s go." I stood up, pulling out a fresh cigarette. I was dressed in a black t-shirt, a leather jacket and black jeans. Paired with black boots, I was done. I didn’t really give a fuck about my reputation or trying to keep up an image. We headed back to our cars, and I got into my Lamborghini.

"How long are we staying Alpha?" Dustin asked before I shut the door.

"About a week, that thing was too close to their pack and it is not the first time they’ve headed in this direction." I frowned. It hadn't gone for the kill when it attacked that woman... Why?

20 min later, we were driving through pack grounds, slowing down at the open gates to the Alpha mansion. It was actually in a woodier area than I would have expected. Trees lined the narrow road. Only one car could travel down it at a time. We drove past a few warriors who were standing there and just as I parked up outside the medium-sized mansion, I saw Elijah and Scarlett step out of the mansion. I got out of my car and walked over to them.

"Alejandro." Elijah said, holding his hand out. I knew the fucker didn’t like me. I gave a humourless smirk.

"Elijah." I replied giving his hand a bone crushing handshake, one he returned with equal passion. Scarlett rolled her eyes and broke our handshake.

"It’s nice to finally have you visit." She said, "How’s Maria and Rafael?"

"Not seen them in months." I replied moodily. I hated small talk. She greeted the three warriors who had come with me, Dustin, Travis, and Jack. She seemed to have mind linked someone and an omega came for my bag. The other three would be staying elsewhere.

"And how long are you staying?" she asked, leading me inside.

"A week or so. There are a few things I need to figure out."

"Which means it’s not good news." Elijah frowned.

"Well, you’re welcome for as long as you need." Scarlett remarked.

The smell of delicious cooking filled the air and I had to admit I didn’t mind it at all. But it was then, laced in with the food, that I smelt it. That same intoxicating smell of hazelnut chocolate, but better. I frowned deeply as I glanced towards the stairs. The smell was stronger from that area.

"Alejandro?" Scarlett called, watching me with a small sharp frown as I stared at the stairs. I gave her a cold glare and followed her into the dining room. The table was already set with food for 8. "Liam our son." She introduced

Liam was definitely a younger version of Elijah. He had grown a lot just like Rayhan. We shook hands and I could tell he was sizing me up. I last remembered him when he was a kid. Him and his sister...

My thoughts vanished when that same scent hit me hard and I turned to the door. My eyes flashed red when I heard footsteps. And then in walked the young woman from last night... I swallowed as our eyes met.

Now, under the brightly lit lights, sage green with a startling blue ring. Her plump lips were slightly parted. A few strands of her hair fell in front of her face. My eyes ran over her, taking in the long blue maxi dress with purple flowers that hugged her upper body. Her waist was narrow with large breasts. Damn for someone who had just turned 18, she was rather fine… I frowned, my anger growing at the very thought. I could hear her racing heart. Her grip on the tray she held trembled. I reminded myself that she was literally half my fucking age.

Elijah growled and I didn’t really blame him for once, I was literally staring at his daughter.

"Our daughter Kiara. Remember her?"

"No actually. But I remember her from last night." I remarked, taking a seat at the table without an invitation

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