Page 142 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"No. It’s Alpha to you." I frowned.

"Alejandro then?" He said, smirking. "I’m Kiara’s friend."

"Yeah, and a dickhead." I said shrugging him off and taking my chicken pieces out of the pan.

"Should we be honoured that Al is actually cooking for us?" Rafael remarked.

They began agreeing and I just had to picture Kiara in a little kinky outfit to keep my fucking cool…

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INDIGO

I could hear them all downstairs through the open window, laughing, joking and teasing. The pain that clawed at my chest hurt more than I could ever put into words. They said losing a mate was like losing half your soul. And it did feel like that… it tore me apart from the inside. The worst part was I didn’t even get the chance to ask Fred where I was lacking… I know deep down it isn’t my fault, it was never my fault… I wanted to believe that…

But was I really completely broken? Every time he went to another she-wolf, it broke me… Looking into the eyes of those women who couldn’t even meet my gaze because they knew he was meant to be my mate.

I broke into tears, hating how I was stuck in this vicious cycle. I wrapped my arms around my knees, feeling useless.

I had grown up witnessing my mother's recovery from abuse, both physical and mental. Experiencing it… I felt so… weak, too weak to escape. I didn’t know when it became my life.

But even then, I still loved Fred… I know… I know Alejandro, in his own twisted way, wanted to help. He always showed me some compassion. In his own way, he looked out for his pack members, but I hated how he made this decision for me.

Guilt consumed me, remembering what I had said earlier. I could never wish that on Kiara… In my anger towards Alejandro, I had hurt her too. Even after what I said, El and Scar were still very supportive; all El said was that he would re-join me in their pack... Scar had simply told me things would get better, that this was not the end… I had our pup too… the only thing I had left of him…

I broke into tears, rocking myself. How do you get over someone that you love so deeply that you simply take all their crap in your stride?

There was a knock on the door, I knew it was Scarlett and Kiara by their scent. The door opened and they stepped inside, I looked at them, similar yet so different. Strong, beautiful women… Kiara was holding a tray of food, whilst Scarlett held three cans of fizzy.

"The boys cooked... Some may not be edible… but some is actually really good." Scar said as Kiara placed the tray on the bed next to me.

I looked up at her, her soft blue eyes still holding all that love and kindness they always did. Why wasn’t she angry at me? Didn’t I attack her mate? My eyes stung with tears, and I looked down at the tray.

There was a grilled chicken burger with cheese, salad and mayo, a potato salad, some weird meat with some gloopy gravy… some strangely burned...I don’t know what it was, but I was sure it had rice in it... Then there was a cheesy pasta and a soft sponge cake.

"What is this…?" I asked, prodding the burned mush.

"Damon’s Chinese rice…" Kiara said, sitting down next to me.

"It’s off-putting…" I murmured, then looked at the weird meat and gloop... "And this?"

"The Steak and gravy were made by my baby, and he failed big time. But he looked hot in an apron with his sleeves rolled up…." Scarlett said, sitting opposite Kiara and me.

"Ok, eat up." Kiara said with a small smile.

I looked at the burger, picked it up and took a bite. It was actually nice, a little spicy but tasty.

"Oh, this is good." I said, trying to fight my tears back.

I wanted to feel better, but for so many years, Fred had been everything to me… He slowly distanced me from my family until I felt that he was everything and all I had... I missed him so, so much. I couldn’t swallow the second bite of my burger and put it down, Scarlett opened a can and passed it to me.

I took a sip. Turning away, Kiara took the can from me and wrapped her arm around me.

"Aunty… please… I know things aren’t easy, but you will get through this." She whispered,

"I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to sound like a bitch… I’m just… Fred was everything to me."

"You're hurting, it’s ok." Kiara said, pressing her cheek against mine.

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