Page 170 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"Then shall I reject her?" He asked so quietly that I just about heard him.

I felt his pain as my own heart ached at those words.

"No…" I said, feeling torn.

"Liam." Damon said.

Liam sighed deeply,

"Don’t want to talk to you right now, Damon."

"Alright, take your time man, just don’t shut her out."

"Don’t tell me what to do. Besides, I was just mentioning this to Kiara, I’m leaving for my Alpha training soon. I want to ask you one favour." Liam said, looking at Damon.

Both were tall. Liam was taller by two inches and he had a slightly bigger build, but both were muscular.

"What is it?" Damon asked.

"Don’t mention anything about me being mated to her, I’d appreciate it. If that stays between the four of us I’d prefer it. As for the rest, do whatever." Liam said.

I could sense his agonising pain, despite how calm he was acting.

Damon looked stunned. He frowned.

"Liam, think it over, calmly-"

"Just do as I said." Liam cut in, turning away.

"Fine…"

"Make sure you tell her that too." He said, not directing that at either of us.

It hurt to know he couldn’t even say her name any more. He walked off into the darkness and I looked at Damon. Illuminated by the hospital lights, I could see his conflicted expression.

"What are you going to do?" I asked.

Liam’s words had disturbed me, I could see the toll this would have on Raven. He sighed.

"Sleep on it. I don’t know what to do… Liam is like a brother… I don’t think I can just be happy knowing he isn’t but then, I can’t ignore Raven either. Lately, over the last few months, I’ve fallen for her." He said quietly.

I smiled gently.

Suddenly, in all of this, I felt that they truly could make it work. Damon was patient, calm and caring. Liam was stubborn, gentle and avoided trouble. Then there was Raven, the spark who would ignite them both. I was positive they would figure this out. No matter how hard it would be to get there.

"So shall I take you home?" Damon asked.

"No, I want to go to Raven." I stated.

"She’s at the playground. My Queen." He replied, offering me his arm.

"Oops, I didn’t mean to sound so bossy." I apologised sheepishly.

He chuckled lightly.

"Not at all."

I took his arm, letting him lead me in the darkness towards the playground. I smiled sadly. Despite not going to her, he had kept an eye out for her. The playground was somewhere Raven often ran off to after she got in trouble or wanted an escape from home. Growing up, she was a naughty child who was always pranking, and I would be lying if I said she didn’t ask for trouble. She was a magnet to mischief and when we were younger, the little demon as most called her, was always in the midst of anything going on, and now it seemed even Selene wanted to give her more trouble.

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