Page 71 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"Guess you will have to keep it on." He said, slipping it over my neck, before tucking it into my top and between my breasts. Although I had a feeling he just wanted to touch them, as he smirked cockily at me when he flicked my nipple once again, sending another round of pleasure to my core.

"I wonder if this was how the witch concealed herself?" I remarked, now looking at his tattooed chest. I wanted to lick his pierced nipples. Enjoy every inch of the god before me...

"Probably fucking so."

"So, want to share how you ended up on the bed?" I asked.

He raised his eyebrow.

"You fucking told me to join you." He said, smirking.

I knew for a fact that no matter how much I wanted to deny it, he wasn’t one to lie. So, I simply rolled my eyes, feeling so content. I loved everything about him, right down to his cocky attitude.

I leaned over and kissed his lips softly.

"I don’t know how I'm going to tell Dad about this… I mean, Mom knows we did the deed, but Dad…" I cringed at the very thought. "Oh, goddess… Dad…"

He let out a throaty chuckle.

"Now this shit is going to be fun… Allow me to do the honours?" He said, looking at me with a devilish smirk that would put even Hades’ to shame.

He was going to enjoy it, I could tell from that glint in his eyes. One thing I knew for a fact was that Alejandro loved to piss Dad off, and this was one thing I was sure Dad was not going to be pleased with…

Help me, goddess…. For surely I'm screwed.

93. Closer

ALEJANDRO

I'm going to just admit that I was on cloud fucking nine hearing those words from her, feeling her soft, slender hands wrapped around me. She was fucking mine and although she refused to return home and was adamant about continuing this journey, I couldn't stay annoyed with her. She was strong and she didn’t need me to suffocate her like her dad and brother did all her fucking life. She was a queen, with or without me, and yeah I was worried about her, but I’d be there with her. I won’t let any shit come to her or our pup. Yeah, that was still hard to get my head around, but I was sure fucking trying.

We had showered, eaten and were now back on the road. Kiara was quieter but I often saw her placing her hand on her stomach, smiling ever so slightly.

That shit confused me. How was she so happy already? In a fucking perfect world, having a pup way later would have been ideal. But nothing about this fucking world was perfect or ideal. I know I'm already thirty-four and I know some would say it's fucking time, but I could have waited a few more years. Let her get to that place where she was ready and happy.

I’ve fucked her up in more ways than one. Maybe I needed to show I cared in some physical way that didn’t involve pinning her against the wall and fucking her… Maybe do some mushy crap that girls liked. The very thought made me internally cringe but I wanted to give her that fairy-tale night that I destroyed on the Blood Moon. Give her a memory to cherish…

"Al…"

I looked at her. It seemed like she was going to join the small group that called me that.

"What do you think you will find in this forest?"

"There’s a high chance it's their main hideout…" I said, frowning.

She looked surprised.

"Then why go alone?"

"Better chance to get in unnoticed, my aim is to see if I can gather any more intel before planning an attack.”

There’s a chance we’ll get caught." She said, frowning.

"Yeah, but I didn’t want to sacrifice countless men without even knowing what's there. With the new knowledge, I'm hoping I can get to the Rogue King. If he gets it, maybe I can show him we are not the fucking enemy, and if that doesn't work then we kill him. Rogues don’t follow anyone, this fucker’s got them listening. If he’s dead, it’ll unravel that army. Besides, I'm a Lycan, I usually work alone. Werewolves all submit to my command somewhat, well, all but you."

"And if the witch is there?" She asked.

"Guess we’ll see when we get there… Promise me one thing, if I tell you to run, you will." I said, now dead serious.

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