Page 141 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

‘Oh, I know exactly where to get one, sooo you better win.’

I fucking intended to…

I tasted the spices, maybe a bit more salt…

"Oh shit!" Damon swore as he took his burned onions out of the fucking cooker for the second fucking time. How stupid was he? I gave him a cold glare, and glanced around at the so-called ‘competition.’

After a quick look, I think my only competition was either Marcel or Liam… Marcel was working silently, but he seemed to know what he was doing. Plus, cake boy… He looked at me and I frowned at him.

I forget he’s Kiara’s fucking twin…

"What you looking at?" I frowned.

"You were actually looking at me first, Alpha." He said, with a small smile.

I ignored him and got back to flipping my chicken.

Music was playing lightly in the background, and I looked around as Marcel pointed something out to Rafael. Elijah was frowning as Rafael slapped his back whilst Damon and Liam were snickering over the burned onions.

I glanced at the women, seeing them laughing and pointing.

My eyes met Kiara’s and I realised this had actually lessened the tension… I knew she had tried to get Indigo to join but she had refused and stayed in her room. I walked over to her, leaning on the counter and reaching over to kiss her lips. Sizzling sparks rushed through me when mine met her plush ones. She sighed against my lips, her fingers tugging at my necklaces.

Raven whistled.

"No bribing the judge!" Scarlett said, waving me back.

Kiara blushed, her heart pounding as I gave her a sexy smirk and walked back to my pan, narrowing my eyes at Damon, who had been eyeing it.

"Touch it or try fucking sabotaging me and I’ll fucking castrate you." I growled.

Liam smirked as Damon raised his hands in mock surrender.

Amelia snorted.

"He at least says it as it is." She remarked to Kiara.

"He does." Kiara replied softly.

I stabbed the chicken, I was definitely going to win this shit.

"Looks good, Alpha." Liam said, looking over my shoulder.

I frowned at him,

"Alejandro’s fine…" I said coldly. Why the fuck did I say that…?

"Aww." That pint-sized brat cooed.

Yeah, see, I shouldn’t have fucking spoken.

‘I love you.’ Kiara’s voice came in my head.

‘Same, Amore Mio…’ I did not want to do this shit, but he was Kiara’s brother…

He grinned at me, and it was then that Damon put his elbow on my shoulder.

"Can I call you Al too?"

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