Page 3 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 1

“I told you I'm the third wheel. Or should I say the fourth wheel…” I said looking between the two men and Raven. They all stared at me, looking confused.

“What does that even mean?” Liam asked. I shrugged. I often said things without thinking and I knew it irked them. They exchanged baffled looks and I turned back to the movie. I preferred romantic movies like the Titanic but it was hard to choose something we’d all agree on.

“By the way, I love that top Kia!” Damon said teasingly. I raised an eyebrow. I knew what he wanted, an answer to what I meant.

“Hey don’t check her out,” Liam said, frowning at my crop top. I had boobs and an ass and I didn’t mind flaunting them.

“Kia…” Damon pouted

“Don’t Kia me. Figure it out.” I said smugly. Raven was the only one to smirk as the boys frowned at me.

We were halfway through the movie, when I suddenly felt the urge for fresh air.

“I’m stepping out.” I said quietly standing up. Instantly all three stood and I frowned. “Alone.”

“I need the bathroom anyway.” Raven said.

“No. You don’t.” I said firmly. I could see the little blinks at the end of the seats. Humans couldn't really see in the dark either. Didn’t they just follow the little lights?

“I’m taking you.” Liam said firmly, taking my hand and pulling me along. From all three he was the one who dared to piss me off. The other didn’t. I didn’t say anything. He led me to the door and let go of me. “Mind link me when you come back here ok?”

“Fine.” I said. I wasn’t going to, why should I? I hated being treated like an invalid. I stormed off, the familiar spasm of pain up my right ankle to my knee jarring through me.

‘Love you Kia’ Liam mind linked me. My anger faded. I knew what they did was because they loved me.

‘Love you too big brother’

I walked to the bathroom knowing Liam was watching. Entering I looked in the mirror, staring back at me was a pretty young woman. I had a square face, with high defined cheekbones, plump lips and straight long hair. But what I loved the most about my face was my eyes. Sage green with a blue ring, a mix of mum and dads. I gave it a few moments before I left the cinema and walked into the parking lot. My wolf was restless, she wanted me to go further out.

‘Why?’ I asked her, not that I’d get a reply, but I liked to think I could communicate with her, she sometimes sent me emotions as answers. ‘Is there something out there?’ I asked.

The urge to keep walking filled me, and I did, the brightly lit cinema lights becoming fainter as I continued walking. My common sense told me to stop. This wasn’t the first time I’ve done this. Growing up, I followed my impulse and always ended up in danger. But now I had my wolf things would be different right? Although she couldn't see in the dark, she was strong and fast.

Suddenly everything went pitch black. Alarms went off signalling that there had been a power outage. My heart skipped a beat, but I was calm.

‘I don’t think this was a good idea,’ I said to my wolf. I looked around but everything was black

‘Kiara!’ Liam called through the link, panic laced into his voice.

‘Relax I’m safe, I’ll just stay in one place till the lights come on.’ I replied through the link

‘Ok. Raven’s coming’

‘Relax Liam.’

He didn’t reply and I knew Raven was probably rushing to the bathroom already. I sighed, guess I better head back. I turned to walk inside when I heard a strange unearthly growl. My blood ran cold when I felt something move behind me, the whisper of the wind brushing against me, spurring me into a run…

3. A Chase

ALEJANDRO

The smell of sex and sweat hung in the air, the sound of skin against skin and moans from the two women who lay on the bed filled the room. They kissed each other as I fucked one of them. I didn’t really feel anything, even as my release rushed through me. I simply pulled out and got off the bed, taking a drag from the cigarette that was between my lips. Not even bothering to cast the two she-wolves I had just fucked a second glance. They won’t be able to walk for a good day or two. They had fulfilled their purpose, and now I didn’t want to see them again. Women were all the same to me. I fucked them and I moved on.

I was 34 and I didn’t have a mate, but I'm glad. I am not mate material. I am a fucking twisted freak of nature, I guess not being a werewolf meant I didn’t get one. It’s been over 10 years and I accepted that fact. It just meant I could have a hundred women if I wanted, and I have had a lot more than that. And I wouldn’t need to deal with a so-called soul mate.

I didn’t have a fucking heart, nor did I care. There was no place in me for anyone else and that is the way I liked it. To be alone. I’ve seen countless men fall to their knees to please their women. I wasn’t one of them. Some called it a curse that I didn’t have a mate, I called it a fucking perk. No bitch to fuck with my head, the only thing I needed fucking with, was my dick and I got plenty of that.

I walked into the bathroom to wash their filth off me. I didn’t bother turning the light on. What's the point when I could see in the dark? I frowned, stepping into the shower after tossing the cigarette into the bin.

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