Page 94 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 1

I made my way through the pack grounds, stopping when I saw two pups arguing. They were barely 8 if anything.

"What’s the fucking problem?" I asked. They both looked up at me, falling silent.

These pups were Omega children and what irked me was that I could see whose son the one on the left was…

As werewolves, we couldn't get a woman pregnant unless we marked her. That was the case for all wolves but Omega women, who could get pregnant regardless… In the past Omegas were literally sex slaves and a means to grow the werewolf race. After all, we were killed pretty often.

Although this was not the case now, it had been happening in Zidane’s pack, Kiara’s fucking grandfather’s. In mine and all other packs nowadays, unless a woman gave permission, she was not to be fucked. And I had already told my fucking men, if they were going to fuck someone other than their mate at least put a sock on it.

I wasn’t sure what rules applied to me. Being a Lycan, I wasn’t sure if I needed to mark someone to have a pup, so I always used condoms. A rush of icy realisation hit me. Fuck... I didn’t use protection when I fucked Kiara… I had never ever gotten so caught up.

My stomach twisted and I shook my head. No fucking way. The chances of me being different from standard Alphas were slim… And she wasn’t an Omega - not that I ever fucked Omegas, they were weaker and I needed a strong woman to keep up with me. I squashed the thought about Kiara and turned my attention back to the pups.

These pups would grow up without a father figure in their lives and if they were discovered, their siblings from their father and his mate might treat them like trash. I knew some of the men who had fathered these pups were mated before they even got an Omega pregnant.

I usually put these pups through training as warriors, regardless of their rank as Omega. With warrior men as their fathers, many were rather strong.

"A-Alpha he wasn’t sharing the ball." One of them stated.

I raised an eyebrow.

"Don’t be a wuss, if he wasn’t sharing beat the shit out of him and get the ball." I said bluntly.

"Momma said I shouldn’t do that-"

"Doesn't matter what the fuck she said. If you want something in life, fight the fucking world for it." I said, frowning at them. Trying to hold back my aura as much as possible.

The other boy quickly held the ball out.

"We-we’ll share. Thank you, Alpha." He muttered, looking near tears.

I sure scared everyone… I continued on my way, before they did break into tears like little fucking girls. It was a short while later and I had reached the training ground.

"Alpha, I wasn’t expecting you." Carmen said with a smile, wiping away the sweat from her forehead as I walked over to her. She had just finished training a group of warriors. Most were cleared out, although a few remained.

"Yeah?" I said, pulling my shirt off and cricking my neck.

"Yeah, when did you get back? I thought you were going to get back later today?"

I didn’t miss her checking me out.

"I got back last night. Right about the time your match ended." I said coldly, watching the colour fade from her face.

"I-I can explain. Whatever she said-"

"Who Kiara? She said nothing, fucking nothing. But I'm not fucking stupid. So, since you enjoy sparring, let's fucking spar." My eyes flashed and I was in front of her in a flash, grabbing her neck. I smashed her into the ground, hearing the sickening crunch of her skull.

"Alpha!" Someone shouted.

"Stay the fuck away." I growled and they all stopped. I saw a few hesitate but my Alpha command was enough to stop them. "If anyone dares to contact Darien, I will have their heads ripped from their fucking shoulders."

They nodded, stinking of fear and sweat as they slowly began backing away. They were unsure of what to do as they looked at Carmen, who was clutching her bloody head.

"Get the fuck up." I hissed, now ignoring them.

She tried getting to her feet but I didn’t have the fucking patience. I grabbed her by her neck, lifting her off the ground and dropping her to her feet roughly. "Come at me." I commanded. Even if she wanted, she couldn't refuse me.

She raised her arms in defence before she ran at me, aiming a kick. I knocked it aside and punched her straight across the jaw. Kiara’s injuries flashed through my mind, remembering how she had made her way home… The way she had said to not do anything about it.

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