Page 161 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"Thank you…" I said as I walked over to Alejandro, caressing his cheek. The soft tingle was so faint that my heart ached, his skin was so cold…

"I’ve been without cousins for ages and now suddenly I’m getting two, Marcel’s kid and this one."

"I guess so."

A moment of awkward silence fell between us.

"I’ll leave you to it…" He said, picking up his jacket and heading to the door.

"Rayhan."

"Yeah?" He stopped at the door.

"Delsanra. How did she die?" I whispered.

Talking about witches has become so taboo lately that I didn’t dare ask anyone else this.

He sighed deeply.

"She jumped. She was under some spell. With every word she spoke, it was destroying her. She wouldn’t have survived either way, and the look in her eyes. I can’t get it out of my head…"

I turned and looked at him. Clearly, he didn’t seem to hate the topic as much as most around here.

"Did you try to stop her?"

"I did, I told her you could help. I told her that I knew someone but she said she has no one and that it wasn’t worth living." He looked down, I sensed the guilt and regret in him.

"It’s not your fault."

"I try to tell myself that…" He muttered. "Take care, Kia, he’s going to be ok. If anyone can make it out of that state, it's Uncle."

I nodded, turning away as silent tears trickled down my cheek. Only taking a deep breath when the door shut behind him. I looked down at my mate, my lips quivering.

"Wake up, my love." I whispered, bending down to kiss him deeply.

My warm lips met his cool ones, a soft tingle rushed through me. Letting my healing pour into him, but once again there was no change. I moved back, brushing my fingers through his hair as I slowly slid into the bed next to him.

"We’re waiting for you to wake up. Me and our little pup." I whispered, sliding my arm under his head.

I lay there gazing at his face. The moon shone on him from outside, illuminating his handsome face. He looked like a work of art as he simply lay there.

I wouldn’t give up, not now, not ever. He would wake up. He had to wake up.

I needed him.

122. Conflict & Hope

OVER FOUR MONTHS LATER…

KIARA

"Luna! Come on, we need to go for a walk!" Kevin said, without even knocking on my office door.

I looked at him, my lips refusing to turn up into a smile to return his big one.

"I need to complete some paperwork, Kevin." I replied, as I stood up and shuffled some papers.

My stomach was huge, and I was due soon. I placed a hand on my stomach as I bent over to gather some files together. We were having a baby boy and doctor Callum was stunned at his growth already. My baby and the fact that my love was still teetering on the brink of death four months onwards was all that kept me going.

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