Page 82 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"Those things have been let loose… They are a danger to all of our kind. We need to stop this." Alejandro urged.

"My men can help stop some… Only kill those that are necessary." Marcel replied reluctantly.

"I don’t take orders from a fucker."

"Alejandro… please." I whispered, reaching out for him. His hand closed around mine, kissing it tenderly before he scooped me up and in a flash, I was placed in the corner.

"Get your energy back, I can handle these." He said.

I nodded as I smelt the rotting stench of a manangal. It was good that the tunnel was narrow; only one or two could come in at time… I closed my eyes feeling extremely tired as Alejandro’s aura swirled around us, a blanket of pure power…

99. An Alliance

ALEJANDRO

I was useless. She was so strong that even my speed wasn’t enough. I hated that I brought Kiara here and hadn't even been able to protect her. I had never felt so fucking powerless… Because of me… she could have been fucking killed. Endora’s words rang in my head.

The fucking cheek of her to think that I’d be ok with any of the shit she was fucking spewing. I guess I came across as more heartless than I actually was. Yeah, I was a fucking monster, but I wasn’t as fucking far gone as she had thought… I frowned. For her to believe that, it meant she had been watching me for a long time...

I didn’t have time to fucking wallow in self fucking pity. Marcel joined the fight, and I still had no fucking clue what to make of that.

They were never-ending; Marcel had let off a call to his wolves and I sensed them approach. I had to fucking admit, for just a bunch of rogues, he sure knew how to lead them. Guess he was a Rossi after all… I didn’t know how to process that either, but when the time came, we’ll deal with that shit. After all, he had tried to attack Endora too… I had known instantly what Kiara was trying to do when she smoothly snuck around me. She was a queen who cared for everyone, and I trusted her decisions. After all, she could sense what I couldn't.

I just hope we get out of this shit… Marcel shifted back, barking orders.

"Bind and cage the ones you can! Those who you can’t, kill!"

The rogues went to do his bidding. I could see they were confused by the turn of events. I didn’t bother leaving the vampires alive, those fuckers’ attacks were poisonous too.

I don’t know how long it took until they stopped coming but by the time they did I was drenched in blood. Some were injured enough to be captured again, others I completely tore apart on the spot. My only aim was to get my woman out of here safely.

I stepped back, feeling every bone in my body screaming for a break. I turned and walked over to Kiara who seemed to have blacked out, concern filled me as I scooped her into my arms. Her heart was steady and it looked like she was simply sleeping. I kissed her cleavage softly, inhaling her scent.

"I know you hate us…" Marcel, or whatever the fucker was called, spoke.

I looked directly at him. He looked a lot rougher than Rafael. He had a few scars littering his torso and face, his hair fell to his shoulders and his eyes were the opposite of Rafael's - cold and calculating.

"Yeah, you got that shit right. If you ever had a fucking issue with me, you could have come to see me." I said coldly. "I’ve only ever killed rogues who have attacked. Many a fucking time I've tried to extend the hand of fucking peace to you."

"Oh yeah? I never got that then, but I get it now. It is clear that Mom had me completely blinded… We sent out many messages, even a plea to the Blood Moon pack to help with the disease that was controlling us when we knew they had the blessed wolf… I'm not stupid, I realise now that she probably stopped those messages getting there… I want revenge. For everything she did to me... to us." He said, his voice rough and full of anger.

"I'm not sure if I can trust you."

"You can trust him… He isn't lying." Kiara’s voice came and I looked down at her, my heart racing.

"Fuck… Are you ok?" I asked, pressing my forehead to hers.

She smiled softly and nodded, kissing me sweetly as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"I am, just feel tired. He isn't lying, Alejandro. He wants revenge and to help us. He genuinely cares for the rogues, just as you care for all werewolves." Her soft voice was like a pleasant song.

"So what now?" Marcel asked.

"Now we leave here." Kiara said.

"I can’t go… not yet. Many of those Wendigo are good men… I can’t risk them all being killed." He said quietly.

"You do know she sent them after us plenty of fucking times?" I said, glaring at him.

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