Page 111 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

He sighed, "Fine, I’ll try not to… be harsh."

I didn’t know if Rayhan could be harsh… But then again, I had only ever seen his fun side. It didn’t mean I was blind to the fact he was an Alpha wolf.

"She was held captive by a witch and the rogues… She will hate werewolves. Don’t prove her fear correct. Please." I pleaded quietly.

"Kiara, you’re too kind-hearted for your own good. Witches are dangerous things. They never do anything without expecting something in return. Trusting one is stupid. I’m with Dad and Uncle on this one."

I didn’t say anything, even Rafael?

"Then… I’ll leave it to you… You can make your own judgement when you meet her." I said, feeling down.

"Kia… Why are you so concerned about a witch?"

"Because she was a victim in this entire mess…. Endora tortured her… used her… she’s only sixteen…"

"Ok, I get it. I can’t promise anything but I’ll treat her… humanely." He said, with a sigh.

"Thank you…"

"Anytime."

I hung up and sighed, I just hoped she was able to provide some answers. Because we needed all the help we could get…

109. Breaking The News

KIARA

It was the following day. Alejandro seemed a bit restless throughout the night, I could feel his turmoiled emotions as he slept and I wondered what was bothering him. I didn’t ask, hoping he’d tell me himself.

Mom and Dad were going to get here by noon and I was a nervous wreck. We were going to tell them about the pregnancy before the mating ceremony and I had no idea what Dad would think. He’d surely realise we had slept together before we knew we were mates… I pulled on a deep purple peplum top and paired it with some wet-look leggings.

I slipped on some low-heeled boots, just as Alejandro entered, a deep frown on his face. He had left to see Callum in a hurry before.

"Are you ok?" I asked, looking at him in his fitted black T-shirt and dark grey jeans. Admiring his muscles that rippled as he ran his fingers through his hair that was slicked back like usual.

He looked at me, his eyes running over me appreciatively. His eyes darkened before they met mine and he closed the gap between us. Cupping my face and leaning down, he kissed me. I gasped at the sudden move. His tongue slipped into my mouth as he pulled me against him hard, deepening the kiss. I moaned against his lips, my core throbbing.

Oh, goddess…

He moved us to the bed and sat down, pulling me onto his lap, our lips never leaving each other. I could sense him calming down, or rather getting excited in another way… I pushed him back on the bed and looked into his eyes, breathing hard.

"What is it?" I asked softly.

He stroked my ass and thighs, his cold dark eyes staring into mine.

"Jasmin."

I tensed hearing those words, he sighed, sitting up.

"She’s…"

A thousand thoughts went through me. Was she the reason he was so restless? Did he feel something? No, I couldn’t believe that.

He kissed my neck, inhaling my scent deeply.

"Callum confirmed it, against your blood. She’s Zidane’s daughter, Kiara." He said quietly.

I froze, my heart thumping. That was why Callum asked for a blood sample…

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