Page 179 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

Four months. I had left her for four months. She had suffered alone, carried on alone…

A memory flitted through my mind when we had found out she was pregnant.

‘If I were to keep it, you would support me... All the fucking way’

But I didn’t, I wasn’t even fucking here…

I looked at her. She looked as beautiful as ever, but the radiant smile that once graced her face was gone. The light in her eyes was missing. My eyes shifted to the bundle in her arms, ignoring my thundering heart.

Our pup…

"She had him a few hours ago. A baby boy." Darien whispered.

Was this really happening? Was I really here?

Taking a deep breath, I reached for the doorknob…

126. Complete Once Again

KIARA

No matter how many people congratulated me solemnly on the birth of our son, it was still a heart-breaking time for everyone. My only contentment was that my baby had been born healthy.

Serena had told Mom and Dad that I had the baby and Mom was determined to come, although she only had Azura the day before. I had told her not to, but she refused. We still had not told them about Alejandro. Just the thought caused another wave of pain to envelope me. I wanted to die, to break down, to let everything out, but I couldn’t because I had my little angel, the only physical remnant of Alejandro and my love. I never understood what it meant when they said a mother's love is unconditional, but now I understand it means that no matter how much pain we were in, we'd keep going for our children. For our son, I would keep going.

I looked down at him as I fed him. He was a hungry little thing. His suckling was strong, his little hand holding on to my breast as he drank hungrily. In the glow of the hospital lamps, I could see that his every feature would look a lot like his father.

This was such a beautiful moment and I tried to smile, not wanting to let him sense my emotions, but how much of this pain could I hide? When I was mourning for half of my soul? My chest constricted painfully and he paused, his large red eyes looking up at me curiously. I bent down, kissing his cheek tenderly, fighting back a sob. For my baby, I had to stay strong…

I tried to focus on my little prince but I couldn’t stop the tears that streamed down my cheeks, as I found myself drawn into memories of my king who was taken from me.

"I thought I said those belong to me and I really don’t like to share what’s mine."

My heart skipped a beat as I gasped, my head snapping up to see the killer handsome, tall, muscular man walking towards me. His trousers hung low on his hips, displaying his god-like body, showing off the light sprinkle of hair disappearing into his pants. My eyes ran up his chiselled abs, the mark that I had adorned him with… I couldn’t breathe, nor could I think properly. Was he really here?

I looked up, my heart thundering like a thousand wild horses in my ears as our eyes met. I gasped when I felt the sizzling current of the mate bond snap back into place. The emptiness that had consumed me seconds ago was gone, replaced by such emotion and power that I felt my eyes sting with the surge of the overwhelming emotions that were now drowning me. I felt the surge of the pack link bind us together and knew that everyone had felt the return of their king. My king.

I didn’t know how it was possible, but this was happening, because no dream could smell so divine, no dream could fill the hole inside of me.

He fell to his knees by the bed, cupping my face before his lips crashed against mine, fuelled by emotions that even a thousand words could never express. Delicious sparks electrified me and I whimpered against his lips at the wave of emotion, love and passion, he held for me swirled around me. Holding nothing back as he kissed me like I was his lifeline, because he sure was mine.

My tears trickled down my cheeks as I held his wrists, kissing him back with everything I had. The desire that had died completely within me was lit ablaze as my core throbbed with an ache that burned for him and him alone.

I didn’t know how, but he had returned to me. He had come home. His delicious scent, the way he kissed me, so dominantly, so possessively, so lovingly… He was mine and he was here.

An angry cry made us both pause for a moment, before Alejandro kissed me tenderly and we slowly broke apart. I could hear his thundering heart, his eyes filling with guilt, but he still didn’t look at our son. His gaze held mine, the pads of his thumbs brushing my tears away.

"I said to you, I’d be by your side every fucking step of the way... But I wasn’t." He said hoarsely.

"You’re here now." I whispered. "I missed you."

He didn’t reply, the storm of emotions threatening to consume him and another angry cry made him slowly look down. I watched them, my heart tightening with so many emotions. I could sense the awe, love and uncertainty as he stared at our pup, who was staring back at him curiously.

"He’s…"

Our baby cried before he turned looking for milk again, I latched him on as Alejandro slowly reached out and caressed his cheek so gently with the back of his finger.

"He won't break." I whispered.

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