Page 76 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

The son of a fucking coward, seemed to clearly be a fucking coward too…

And who the fuck did they mean by ‘she?’ I doubted it was the witch… It was at that moment that Kiara tugged me.

Her eyes were wide and her heart was racing. I got so distracted I didn’t even realise.

"The witch is near." She whispered.

I knew a witch would sense us, regardless of how much our scent was disguised. Witches didn’t need noses to catch something... my gaze flickered to the metal chain tucked into Kiara’s top. A sliver of concern for my pup filled me. I pulled her close, placing my hand on her stomach fleetingly. I didn't want her to know... I was worried about them both. Fuck this feeling was foreign... My heart thudded as I wrapped my arms around her tightly. Inhaling her intoxicating hazelnut scent before I moved back.

"Time to get this shit done." I murmured, wrapping my arm around Kiara’s waist. I lifted her off the ground, startling her as I broke into a run, heading straight towards the voices. In a flash, I was there, dropping Kiara to her feet. Immediately she had her staff in hand, pressing the button to expand it, readying herself.

I stared at the two men before me. One I had never seen before, but he was strong. The aura of an Alpha surrounded him, despite the distinct scent of a Rogue, and what fucked me up the most was that he looked familiar… Too fucking familiar for comfort. But first… I snapped my gaze towards the other werewolf.

"Alpha fucking Jake." I spat venomously as Kiara gasped, looking at the man who had been cowering on the fucking floor. In panic or on instinct, who fucking knows, Jake lunged at us. Kiara’s aura wrapped around her but I didn’t want to deflect the fucker. There was only one thing he deserved. Death.

I ripped his neck clean off his body and tossed him aside like he was nothing, before he even had a chance to realise what had happened. He was dead. My eyes now returned to the man before me.

The King’s shock vanished, his dark eyes flashing a brilliant gold as he growled.

"Well, looks like the fake King has made his appearance." He hissed resentfully.

"I'm the one and only fucking King. Remember that." I growled back.

"One who cares for no one but himself."

I could sense the sinister darkness approaching. I needed to do this fast before she came. If the other witch’s assumption was correct, Endora could be manipulating the Rogue King.

"Look…I know we’ve never fucking met, but I'm here to help. We came to help cure the Wendigo’s willingly. We don't need to fight." I said urgently. This wasn’t my fucking style, but as a king, I knew what came first.

"You don’t want to help, I know how you work." He said coldly.

My eyes flashed.

"You don't know us. I never knew I could reverse the process, but when we realised I could, we came here." Kiara added, sincerity clear in her eyes.

It seemed she knew how to play along well. But I also knew she wanted to help.

"Does it look like she’s fucking lying?" I asked coldly.

The sound of heels against the stone floor made me tense. She was here… I saw Kiara’s colour drain, I knew it was the effect of the magic. Magic that even I could feel so strongly now. It was pure darkness... Even the darkest of beasts never carried so much evil... My blood ran cold as the scent of the witch hit my nose.

The smell of a witch… but mixed with that, was a scent I knew… I turned slowly, my heart slamming against my ribs as the woman finally entered the cavern.

Her long black hair was woven into a braid over her left shoulder, her tanned skin contained several rune marks covering her left cheek, neck and hands. Her dark chocolate-coloured eyes glittered as they met mine. I stepped back as a storm of emotions crashed down on me.

Shock, confusion and disbelief mixed with so many more I couldn't make out. I felt fucking suffocated. How was this fucking possible?

"It’s been a long time." Her strong, warm voice echoed off the walls.

I ran a hand through my hair, trying to fucking make sense of this shit. I couldn't form a sentence and it wasn’t because of the darkness she had brought with her. I managed one word, my voice coming out hoarse and thick, laced with utter disbelief.

"Mom?"

96. Lies

ALEJANDRO

I didn’t even register Kiara’s gasp as I placed my arm around her waist, holding her close. I stepped back, placing distance between the Rogue King and I as I stared at the woman before me. It was her… yet it wasn’t… I didn’t know what to think.

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