Page 90 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"If you say so, Amore Mio." I said with a small smirk.

The name wasn’t bad… Yeah, I've never done this before, but it felt so fucking right…. I kissed her nose, before pulling her against me tightly. Frowning when I remembered one thing she had just said.

Tamed… I was not getting fucking tamed. How the fuck was I tamed?

I looked down at her, about to say something when I saw her eyes were closed and she was drifting off into dreamland.

Well fuck. I guess I’ll let it slide. If she thinks I'm tame, once I make her mine… I’ll show her how far from tame I fucking was when I devoured her entirely.

102. The Girl In The Cell

KIARA

The next day I awoke, feeling a little cold despite Alejandro’s arms around me. After we left the caverns we went to get a quick wash out by the lake, something Alejandro only allowed me to do after the area was definitely clear of all life. We then had breakfast before I started on the Wendigos.

Many had been killed last night, but in total there were about thirty-two that I would be able to heal. The process didn’t take much out of me to start with, but after thirteen, I needed a break.

Alejandro didn’t leave me for even a second. He had contacted his men, who had been waiting at the outskirts of the forest to protect me, via mind link, and had told them about the turn of events.

"Come on, sweetheart, let's get some food in you."

"I’ve eaten, I just need some rest." I said, rubbing my head.

From the ones I had healed, not all of them were mentally stable, and I knew they’d need therapy or some form of help. What broke my heart was the youngest Wendigo was a girl barely seventeen years old. Ever since I had changed her back, she had refused to let anyone near her. She seemed terrified and intimidated by all the men around too.

"Can you give us some space?" I said to Alejandro, looking towards the far corner of one of the cells, where the girl was huddled into a foetal position. Not even bothering with the clothes that had been given to her.

"Sure." He said, frowning deeply.

I knew he hated leaving me alone for even a second, but I was glad that he let me do what I wanted, even if he didn’t like it.

"Thank you." I said, tiptoeing to kiss his cheek. He turned at the last moment, catching my lips with his own.

Then gave me an arrogant smirk before I walked off. Knowing his eyes were on me, I ruffled my hair with both my hands, letting my top rise up a little, giving him a good view of my ass. I smirked when I heard his heart race and almost skipped into the cell, feeling satisfied.

My amusement vanished when I pushed open the door to the cell, sensing her turmoil of emotions; fear, guilt, pain. I wondered if they remembered what they did in their Wendigo state? If that was the case, this was going to be a lot harder.

"Can I come over?" I asked softly.

She tensed, curling up tighter.

"S-stay away…" She whispered.

"I just want to make sure you’re ok… I know, it won’t be easy…"

I knew we were being watched. It had been the same since the morning. Many felt confused that we were helping them without a reason. I just hoped they understood we were on the same side.

"N-no, I’ll hurt you!" She whispered.

"You won’t." I said firmly.

I turned and looked at a few men who were watching, motioning to them that I wanted some food brought to me. One of them nodded and walked off quickly. I picked up the joggers and shirt that had been placed in the cell and walked closer. "Come on, even if you’re scared to hurt me, I assure you I'm pretty strong."

"You don’t know that." Came the quiet reply.

"Well then, I trust that you won’t, because I see a girl who’s been through hell and back in front of me, not a monster." I said, softly crouching down. "Come on, get dressed."

"I to-told y-you I’ll hurt you!" She said, sitting up as she scurried away from me.

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