Page 189 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"Perfect." She said with a confident smile. "Do you really think something like that would put me down?"

My heart pulled painfully at her words. She wrapped her arms around me.

"Can you stop stressing about me? Look, you need to emit positive energy for little Dante."

I wish I could, but it hurts that my brother just left without even saying goodbye to her… that I slept with her other mate. I felt like a horrible friend, I really did… but I also knew she would never blame me. No matter what, I was on her side. I'd be there for her, now and forever.

(END OF FLASHBACK)

I pushed the thoughts away. Now wasn’t the time to delve into that. I looked around the room. It was lovely; with a huge round bed, lush carpet, and the lighting was perfect. We were in the outhouse at the back of the mansion. Rafael had joked that it might be for the best. Although I had been so embarrassed, Alejandro had shamelessly smirked and said he agreed that it was a good idea. He had mind-linked me a few times, but I had told him to be patient.

I was a little worried about my baby and messaged Maria, who told me he was still fast asleep and not to worry. That she was like another mother to me and to rest assured that Dante would be ok. Deciding to try to believe that. I finished the room with some petals on the bed and put on some soft music. Satisfied, I mind linked Alejandro.

With a smile, I went and sat on the bed, crossing my legs one over the other, as I waited for him…

129. Under The Candle Light

ALEJANDRO

Kiara had left, and although my mind was on her, I tried to focus on the game. I was winning… I think so anyway.

"And I win." Marcel said, showing his hand.

Raf groaned tossing his cards down, and I smirked, showing my hand.

"You mean I win." I said, arrogantly.

"Fine. You’re damn good." Marcel replied grudgingly.

"You both are, you should really have some sympathy on your elder brother." Raf complained, picking up his glass.

I have no fucking idea why he was so weird.

"You’re a fucking weirdo." I remarked.

"You still love me." He grinned.

"Shouldn’t you be minding Dante?" I asked, ignoring his comment and lighting a cigarette.

Avoiding smoking around Dante was probably the next hardest thing to do, after not getting enough time with Kiara. Although I was sure the fucker could heal, I mean, Kiara could heal him every other month... The smoke wouldn’t affect him... But damn, I was taking Elijah’s shitty advice seriously.

"I will mind Dante, don’t you worry, me and Maria will handle him. You just worry about having fun." Rafael smirked.

"I will have fun, so make sure no one disturbs us." I frowned.

Marcel smirked as he sat back drinking his gin. A distant look crossed his eyes, a broken hint of a smile on his face.

"To be in love…"

The room fell silent and Rafael looked at him.

"What was she like?" He asked hesitantly, I could tell he was upset just asking that question.

"Beautiful… kept telling me something wasn’t right about Endora…" He didn’t continue and I could tell the pain was still strong.

He looked down, downing his drink. Rafael reached over, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I won’t say it gets easier, because I can never understand or comprehend how you must be feeling, but we’re here for you."

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