Page 30 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"If you can’t answer that, then reject me." Her voice came, as beautiful as a melody yet carrying words as painful as a poisoned knife.

I looked up and our eyes met, my dark ones looking into her gorgeous blue-rimmed green ones. My heart fucking raced as a storm of emotions filled me. The very thought of rejecting her was so fucking painful…

"Fine. Then I’ll do it." She said, her eyes flashing purple. I saw the pain in them but even then she held strong.

"Kia, don’t be reckless." Elijah said quietly.

"Kiara, please. You are-" Allen began.

Kiara held her hand up, silencing him. Her eyes not leaving mine.

Don’t do it… Please don’t.

I was fucking begging for something. Yet at the same time… I couldn't give her anything. Why shouldn’t she reject me?

"I, Kiara Westwood of The Desert Storm Pack, rej-"

I was in front of her in a flash, my heart fucking giving me away. My hand clamped over her mouth and I heard the soft gasp that left those plush lips of hers and I shook my head slowly.

Don’t. Please fucking don’t.

74. An Angry Mother

KIARA

I hated this. The constant assumptions, decisions and looks I was getting from everyone. I don’t know what I wanted... Did I want him? Yes, deep down I did, but he had also hurt me beyond anything I could ever imagine. The pain threatened to suffocate me as I took a deep breath.

"I Kiara Westwood of The Desert Storm Pack, rej-" He was in front of me in the blink of an eye, his hand covering my mouth. Sparks rushed through my very veins at his touch. A storm of emotions in those dark orbs of his. His heart raced as fast as my own was. My stomach knotted as I stared into his eyes as he shook his head slowly. His unspoken message was loud and clear.

Don’t do this.

That’s what he was saying. Then why couldn't he tell me why he didn’t want me? Rafael’s question was the one I wanted an answer to.

A whistle broke me out of my thoughts as Rayhan chuckled.

"That should answer enough questions… Sorry Jasmin, you’re not really wanted." He said with a wink at Jasmin, who was looking at me with such contempt that I felt a cold shiver run down my spine.

I moved away from Alejandro’s touch as he too stepped back. His scent still filled my nose and as much as I wanted to run into his arms, I couldn't.

"Control your son, Alpha Rafael!" Alpha Bill grumbled.

Rafael looked at him apologetically.

"I'm sorry, but if Jasmin had an idea that something was going on between the two, then she should have really stepped back straight away. I'm not saying Alejandro was correct though." He said.

"Well, we have got our answers. I will handle the council… I’ll leave the witches, Wendigos and Manangal’s to you Alpha Alejandro." Alpha Allen said.

Alejandro nodded curtly and Alpha Allen came over to me.

"It isn't my place, but you are meant for this… Please don’t make any rash decisions." He said seriously.

"Don’t tell her what she should and shouldn’t do." Mom snapped. I internally winced.

No wonder everyone said Dad was actually the level-headed one…

"You should leave too." Rayhan said, looking at Alpha Bill as if this was obvious.

"Before you do… I'm disappointed in you, Jasmin." Mom said.

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