Page 121 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"We will proceed with the marking after some drinks and meeting and greeting?" Allen added.

"Yeah, whatever." I said, turning my back on them.

"My, my, my… is this our Alejandro? Brother, you look amazing!" Raf the fucker said from behind me.

I turned towards him, shoving my hands into my pockets.

"Shame I can’t say the same about you, what the fuck are you wearing?" I said, giving him a once over.

Elijah smirked cockily.

"You do look a little different, seems like you actually put some effort in."

I frowned, I was not fucking happy about those punches from earlier.

"What the fuck is this? Some fucking dressing up contest that you’re all interested in what the fuck I’m wearing?"

Where the fuck was that fucker, Kevin? This was his fucking fault… I frowned, seeing the fucker making out with Adam in the far corner. Dick.

"You know, brother, you really need to relax. Don’t stress out… You’re going to mark your mate today. That should de-stress you." Rafael said with a wink.

Darien snickered.

"Yeah, or there are other ways." He remarked.

That made Elijah frown, and of course, it made me smirk. Oh, now I have an idea.

"True." I said arrogantly, my eyes fixed on the dickhead. "So, want me to call you dad?"

His eyes flashed,

"No thanks."

"Pops then? Maybe?" I taunted.

"Al..." Rafael said nervously as Elijah became increasingly and royally pissed off.

I would have made a baby joke right now, but I had made it clear it was to remain a secret… shame…

"Well, he better get used to it, because like it or not, Kiara is…" I trailed off, my heart thudding when her scent hit me, and I turned sharply towards the entrance.

Not caring that the three men gave me a curious look, moments later they realised what I had picked up.

"He’s totally in love…" I heard Rafael in the distance, but I zoned them all out, my focus on the woman who was not yet in sight.

The rhythm of her heart, I knew which one was hers… her shaky breath… her intoxicating chocolatey scent…

Everyone fell silent as a soft song came on and all eyes turned to the women who stepped in. Scarlett was in the middle in red. She definitely was Kiara’s mother with her confidence and curves, but she definitely couldn’t compare to her daughter. She was flanked by Raven and Serena, I could see a hint of ivory from behind, as they reached the entrance to the training grounds.

My heart was fucking pounding, as the three women exchanged looks and stepped aside to reveal my fucking queen.

She looked... There were no words to describe her… Her gown spread around her, accentuating her slender shoulders, perfect fucking breasts, her hands held against her narrow waist, slim rings on several of her fingers. Her chest rose and fell with each breath she took, her eyes fixed on me as I slowly looked into her beautiful face.

It was like nothing else existed… It was just her and I… An enchantress working her charm, one whose spell had already captured me completely. With each step she took towards me, my heart seemed to be thudding as loud as hers.

She looked me over; her cheeks tinted a beautiful hue of pink, her hair tickling her cheek, her ears glittering with her earrings. She was perfection, beauty and heaven combined. A package of such dangerous temptation that all I wanted was to worship every fucking inch of her body, again and again. I moved forward, closing the gap between us, taking hold of her waist and pulling her against me. She gasped at my move, our eyes meeting.

"You look… out of this fucking world…" I said huskily. My nose brushed hers, and her breath hitched. Her scent clouded my senses. "Beyond fucking beautiful."

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