Page 24 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 1

"I know that, but there’s nothing to be done now." She said, sighing. "Look, instead of walking off, get the answers you want. I think if Uncle El found out, oh hell, he’d blow."

"Dad can’t really say anything, he was the biggest man whore around here. I think all the she-wolves who didn’t have a mate have been with him." I wrinkled my nose in disgust.

Granny Amy didn’t really have a filter and she had spilt all the dirt on dad. Raven laughed, a laugh that tempted me to smile too.

"Gross maybe? But come on, Uncle El is a delicious piece of hot stuff." She said, making me shudder.

"Gross Raven." I groaned, ruffling my hair as I sighed.

I had to admit she knew how to cheer someone up. My smile faded as I looked up at her, not missing her heart rate pick up. I placed my hand on her knee.

"Tell me, are you hurt because of Kiara or the fact it’s Damon?" I asked softly. She tensed as she looked at me with a look I couldn't really decipher.

"Why would I care if it’s Damon?" She asked, looking me straight in the eyes and I knew I wasn’t wrong. The tell-tale flicker of her eyes was there. I shrugged.

"You tell me, there’s something between you two."

"Oh please, people say that about us two as well." She retorted, slapping my hand. For a tiny thing, she was pretty strong. I was actually hoping they managed to get a few hits in on the Alpha earlier but oh well, maybe next time.

"I know people say that about us and I believe it too, but I don’t know I get the same vibe from you that I'm sure you have towards Damon." I replied.

I might look like an oversize oaf but I sure knew how to read people. Call it intuition, but I wasn’t dumb. Just like I know the reason Kiara always makes excuses not to hang with us. It wasn’t because she didn't want to, It was because she didn't want to hold us back. The same way she hid the pain in her ankle so no one worried about her. I pretended I didn’t realise to just give her that space.

I watched Raven, seemingly unsettled by my words. Before she frowned at me.

"Don’t turn this back on me. Now get that ass up and stop moping. Them getting their freak on does not mean it will affect anything."

I sighed. Maybe not but I don’t know, it didn’t sit right with me.

"I guess you’re right. But I'm not letting either of them off so easily. Especially Damon."

She smirked and jumped off the table.

"Need help, partner?"

"Can you even help?" I teased. She smirked slyly.

"Never underestimate me." She said as she followed me from the room, and just as I stepped out she slapped my ass, making me jump. I glared at her as she burst out laughing.

"Oh, you’re done for now bite-size!"

She ran off and I ran after her. Yeah, she wasn’t fast enough. I grabbed her by the waistband of her yoga pants, making her yelp as I dragged her back and slapped her cute ass one. She blushed lightly, glaring at me.

I gave her a wink.

"You started it, remember?"

"Jerk."

"Brat."

"Ass."

"Prat."

‘Liam. Get home, see if Kiara is there and make sure she stays put.’ Dad’s voice full of anger came through the link and I frowned. What had happened now?

‘Got it.’

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