Page 17 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"And you’re telling me why?"

"He’s from your pack." He said icily.

Right, and I thought he might know shit…

"Well, if you want to, go the fuck ahead."

Yeah, he wouldn’t manage anyway, I was fucking stronger than him.

"Would you stand up for your pack member?" He questioned.

I raised a brow, taking a long drag on my cigarette.

"Each to their own, I'm sure he’ll manage himself." I said.

"That’s the thing, even if he was as strong as you. He would lose. Do you want to know why?"

Was the fucker indirectly threatening me?

"Not really, but sure since you don’t seem to want to shut the fuck up."

"It’s because when someone thinks they're stronger than the rest, they think they’re invincible. But just like those monsters, if they’re teamed up on, they die. Theoretically speaking, even you're stronger than me - I won’t deny that - but if I had my friends and family on my side… you would lose because we would outnumber you. I can take shit, but when it comes to my girl, I won’t give a fuck who it is. I’ll kill them."

My eyes flashed red and I leant forward. His aura swirled around him and so did mine. Both weighed against each other. Mine was fucking stronger,but it irked me that the fucker didn’t back down easily. Our eyes glared at each other and I could see him fight against my silent command of submission.

"If I didn’t know better, I’d assume you were threatening me." I growled murderously.

"Not at all. Just the piece of trash who hurt my Angel." He replied, with an antagonising, cocky, shit-eating smirk on his face.

My jaw clenched. Two could play this fucking game…

"All the best with that. I wonder what kind of fucker the Moon Goddess paired her with. I mean, I've never had a mate, so I can’t relate to what you’re feeling." I said, relaxing back in my seat.

I saw a spark of confusion in his eyes. Hmm, seems he did suspect me…

"Well, if you’re done with your empty threats, go find the fucker and do what you want. I have an engagement to attend." I said arrogantly, now tossing my cigarette up in the air, catching it in the palm of my hand and crushing it until the embers were snuffed out. The slight burn stung but it was nothing in comparison to the stabbing pain that hacked at my chest continuously.

68. Her Strength

KIARA

I took a deep breath as I entered the same venue as last night. This time I felt a thousand times different. There was no excitement, but a deep pain in my chest. My mate was going to mark someone else tonight. That had been another slap in the face, but on the way here, Mom had mentioned how the council seemed to want the marking done today too. Dad and I both hadn't told her about my mate.

First of all, I didn’t get the chance as she and Dad had practically jumped each other the moment Mom walked on to pack grounds, and then Raihana had helped me get ready.

Sadly, Raven had gone back home per her dad's orders. Although she had wanted to stay, her dad had heard of the attack and was going crazy, so she had to listen. Her dad reminded her that she was still seventeen and under his command. I couldn't blame him, and I kind of agreed, being around me she’d just be in more danger.

I could see many had their eyes on me, and as much as I’d love to say it was because of how I was dressed, I knew it wasn't. Well, not entirely. The rumours about me had spread and now all the unmated Alphas were eyeing me like a prize to be won, knowing I had special abilities like my mother. I hated their predatory gazes and their lust-filled eyes.

Dad had one arm around Mom, the other around me. I was the only woman dressed in dark colours as I had wanted. I was here to make a statement, and although mom had questioned me on my choice to go against the dress code, she hadn't said much. Rayhan had offered to accompany me tonight, saying it was just as a friend, but I didn’t want to entangle him in this mess anymore. Now that I knew who my mate was, the thought of any other man was off-putting.

Raven had chosen a gown that screamed me, yet at the same time, it was elegant. Made up of black sequined lace and sheer nude panels, it was cut in a mermaid style, with a trail spread behind me. It had long sleeves that were partially sheer and a dipped sweetheart neckline that was sheer down the centre, showing off a good amount of cleavage. I wore nude heels, and my hair was curled with half pinned up and the rest down, a small thin vine entwined into it.

I had told Raihana to go easy on the make-up today. Keeping the base dewy, with a soft smoky eye and matt red lips. I didn’t want to look like I was trying too hard, and after last night, I didn’t feel up to the full dramatic look. I wasn’t even able to look at the mating ball dress that I had picked out so lovingly. Although when I looked in the mirror I still looked regal, there weren’t those excited sparks of a girl wanting to meet her soul mate anymore. I looked like a woman standing in the face of destruction, staying strong no matter how bleak the future looked.

Today the venue was decorated in red, cream and gold. The only difference was that there were a lot fewer people. Soft music played in the background and there was the bustle of waiters carrying trays of drinks. Then the pleasant, deep hum of people conversing mingled in with the scents of werewolves, expensive fragrances along with the treats and drinks that were being served.

I could sense the Alpha’s and Lunas, see the way they sized each other up. Their egos and displays of power clearly rolling off them. I saw Aunty Indy standing with her mate who was busy talking to two other male warriors and I felt a pang of annoyance. I still needed to talk to Aunty about it.

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