Page 63 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"Why would you do that? We are enemies." She said as if she really couldn't wrap it around her head.

I knew Kiara enough to know she didn’t differentiate. There was something about her that just wanted to heal and help those around her…

"I don’t see you as one." Kiara said, standing up.

The witch frowned, looking up at Kiara indignantly as she stretched her leg.

"I hate debts! I thought I was finally paying the other mutts off, and now I owe you!" She said standing up.

I growled, my eyes flashing. Ungrateful bitch. I moved forward, ready to tear her to shreds when Kiara blocked my way, placing her hands on my chest.

"Don’t." She said softly, a pleading look in those doe like fucking eyes that really messed with my head, and dick.

I looked away, retracting my claws as she turned back to the witch.

"This isn't a debt, I did it of my own free will. You owe me nothing."

"We witches always repay our debts!" She spat.

The bitch better shut her fucking mouth or I wouldn’t care what Kiara wanted.

"Ok, as repayment, can I know your name?" Kiara asked, sighing.

The woman frowned, I knew witches did love their names and they held some power linked to it. I didn’t know much about that shit though.

"Janaina." She replied.

"Nice to meet you, and thank you for all your help." Kiara said, giving her a small smile.

Yeah, it fucking confused me. Her mother wasn’t this nice... nor was her father. Why did she have to be so fucking sweet? Maybe it's true how we are meant to complete each other, and I sure as hell agree that she was making up for us in the nice department, I don’t do fucking nice.

"Shall we go?" Kiara asked, looking up at me and bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Wait!" Janaina suddenly spoke.

She reached into the neck of her cloak and removed a pendant with a large selenite crystal hanging at the end of the gold chain. I could see it had some engravings on it. "Consider this repayment… It will…. conceal."

I raised my eyebrow. What did that shit mean? Either way, no.

"Don’t take anything she gives you." I said to Kiara, who was about to reach for it.

"There’s no darkness coming from it." She said taking it anyway. "Thank you."

"I would advise you to always wear it." Janaina said.

"I don’t fucking think so." I said as Kiara pocketed it.

"Thank you." She said, motioning towards the door. "Let's go."

I took her hand and led her out. Neither of us spoke as we returned to the car and headed out.

We would rest for the night and then set out for the forest in the morning.

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We had checked in at a hotel, and although Kiara seemed unsure about sharing a room, I told her I wasn’t going to risk her alone in a separate room. On top of that, the fucking human at the check in desk was a fucking wuss and seemed too fucking intimidated by me.

When she had said she’d prefer her own room, I had got a bit pissed and did say I wouldn't fucking touch her. Not missing how a flash of hurt crossed her eyes at those words. Too bad, I don’t sugar coat shit. Yeah, I felt like crap for saying it, but what more can I do? If that was what she was scared of, then she didn’t need to be. I knew we needed fucking time, no matter how much I wanted her.

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