Page 79 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"You’re messed up." Alejandro growled at his mother.

I stepped back slowly, letting go of Alejandro’s arm. Instantly Endora’s eyes snapped to me. I ignored her, pretending I was just engrossed in her words as I hugged Alejandro, slowly inching around him and leaning my head on his other shoulder. She looked away from me, glaring at Alejandro.

"I am doing what is our right. We are from the purest werewolf blood, Alejandro. From the very line that the first Lycan was born of. This is our birth right." Her voice sounded slightly unearthly and I felt the wave of power coming closer. I made sure to keep my own aura pressed against it. Whatever she was trying to do to Alejandro was not going to happen. Not under my watch.

"I'm going to have to burst your fucking bubble then. I will never side with you. Not now. Not fucking ever." Alejandro said quietly.

"Alejandro… If you are certain, then I will unleash hell upon every pack of wolves out there." She said.

"And I will be there to stop you." He said quietly, as I reached behind me and touched Marcel’s arm, slowly channelling my power while maintaining a protective aura around us. It was clearly working as a barrier, keeping Endora's magic away from us, but doing both was proving harder than I thought…

"Let me ask you three questions. Answer them honestly." He said quietly.

"I owe you nothing, Alejandro. If you do not wish to side with me of your own free will, then I will make sure you do by force." Endora said coldly.

"Answer me first. Then do whatever the fuck you want." He said coldly.

"What do you want to know?" She asked just as coldly.

It seemed his refusal had completely blinded her, and she was so angry she wasn’t even paying attention to me. I felt the magic seep away from Marcel but it took a chunk out of me. I felt tired, like I had just trained for a few hours…. I knew when the effect drained off, he would come back, but I wasn’t sure if he’d realise Endora was in the wrong…

"Why did Dad hate me?" Alejandro asked quietly. I motioned discreetly to Marcel not to move, hoping he understood.

"You are born to be hated, and to rule. No one will ever love you, Alejandro." Endora said snidely.

"That’s not true." I answered icily, making her attention snap to me.

I instantly wished I hadn't spoken… If she told Alejandro the truth that I had assumed, then it would just hurt him even more…

"Hmph, well maybe not. Perhaps I… influenced him on how to behave… I tried to do it with Rafael but the boy seemed immune to spells. I guess he inherited some of my abilities." She spat resentfully.

"So, you’re saying you made Dad say all that shit? You made him dislike me?" Alejandro said, his heart racing at the revelation.

My heart was breaking for him, I wanted to take away all his pain.

"All for a good cause, Alejandro." Endora taunted. "Now what else do you want to know?"

"Jake… Why did he side with you?"

"Oh that pack owed me a life debt… and we witches always collect. His father worked for me and never repaid that debt, so Jake had to, but the fool was utterly useless." She spat.

I frowned, I never sensed evil from him... But then again, I only met him fleetingly. Perhaps he was just forced into this… We would never know. But for him to have been a part of this plan all along, made my blood run cold.

Her power was growing and I knew she was just buying time too. Alejandro seemed too stunned to even say anything. His turmoil filled emotions were swirling around him.

I decided to take over, I had a plan to get Marcel on our side but for that he needed to hear the full truth.

"Why did you lie to Marcel about the Wendigo’s and Manangal, when you were the one who created them?" I asked.

She laughed mockingly.

"You stupid bitch! Why do you think? It was all for the cause. When I have you, just wait to see what I create, an entire army of wendigo’s…. I will rule alone, I need nothing or no one." She spat.

Alejandro growled, snapping out of his trance.

"You’re wrong. You need me, don’t you?" I asked coldly.

"Kiara." Alejandro warned, I knew he didn’t want her to direct her wrath on me, but I didn’t really care. She had hurt my mate far more than she ever should have. A mother is someone who fights the entire world for her children, not mentally abuses them as she had done.

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