Page 18 of Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire
I empty my bag onto the floor, desperation filling me, and, in my panic, I don’t realise the door has opened until it clicks shut, and a familiar seductive scent fills my nose.
“Why are you always where you shouldn’t be?” His cold, deep voice asks, making my stomach flutter, and that familiar pang of pain squeeze around my heart.
“Where are my passport and wallet?” I ask, standing up. I don’t want to see him. He made a mockery of me and left me in pain that night…
“Wherever I want them to be. You’re in my kingdom now, and only my rules go.”
I force myself to turn around and face him. There he stands, his piercing icy blue eyes bearing into me. He looks as handsome as he did that night, and although I have tried to distort the image of how handsome he was, seeing him before me reminds me that he is too fucking handsome. Why did the Goddess make these men so fucking good-looking and, at the same time, total assholes? There is only one Alpha who I know who is equally sexy and charming. Rayhan Rossi, this fuckboy’s cousin.
His plump, shaped lips are slightly parted in that arrogant pout that I am sure he doesn’t even realise he has, and his hair is in a sexy, tousled mess. He is wearing all black, in jeans, a tee, and a jacket. Casual, but he still oozes power, danger, and dominance. I roll my eyes, cross my arms and try not to show how he consumes me by just being in the same room as me.
“You can be the king of the toilet or the entire world for all I care. I don’t abide by anyone’s rules. Give me my passport and wallet, I need to leave.”
“I will.” His eyes bear into mine, and something tells me he wants to say more. He steps closer, but I stand my ground as his gaze falls on my neck. “You haven’t accepted it.”
His rejection. I guess he really wants me gone. I never thought anyone could brutally reject someone after marking them…
“Why should I make things easier for you? You marked me, then you fucking rejected me, and I should just accept it because it’s what you want?” I ask quietly, trying to control the rage that is ready to unleash hell upon him. Our eyes meet, and I can hear his heart thudding as he tries to control whatever he is feeling. Does he want to kill me?
“Have you told anyone?” He asks dangerously, stepping closer.
I scoff.Don’t come closer…I’m not sure what I want to do if he does; slap him? Knee him? Rip his dick off?Tempting…
I don’t let my wolf’s pain or the other thoughts that swim in the deepest corners of my mind to surface. Leo Rossi is nothing to me.
“Why? Don’t want to be humiliated if everyone finds out you’re mated to me?”
He takes hold of my chin, and I feel the sparks of our wounded bond. His eyes flash, and he glares at me.
“I don’t care what anyone thinks, but I want to know how they all felt, knowing I’m the one who rejected you. Did it hurt them?” A cold smirk crosses his lips, and I shove him back, my eyes flashing as the pain returns once again.
“No. I didn’t tell them because they don’t deserve to worry over trash like you,” I spit, pulling free and grabbing my bag. “I’m leaving.”
“Go right ahead, this pack is impenetrable. No one comes in or goes out without my knowledge.”
I freeze.
Safe. What if…
My heart thumps, and I remember the little I have heard about the Sangue Pack, one of the most feared and most powerful packs in the country. Judah won’t come for me here… if… if I pretend Leo has kidnapped me, it might make Judah think I can’t do anything to help him. Leo’s reputation is vast. Everyone knows who he is. My mind is running a thousand miles per hour as I quickly weigh the pros and cons. I just need a bit of time...
“Do you really not want anyone to know we are mated?” I ask slyly.
“I’m not bothered,” he says carelessly, and I tilt my head.Don’t try to pull reverse psychology on me, Blue-Eyes.
“Oh… you do. You don’t want anyone to know…” I tut as I approach him. The tense clench in his jaw tells me I am right as his eyes flash dangerously. I am onto something. “And you want me to accept your rejection… how about a deal?” His murderousgaze meets mine, and I smirk.
“What do you want in return?” His icy reply comes.
“I need a little time to heal and lay low. I just… need a break from stuff. So if you allow me to stay in this pack for a month, I’ll accept your rejection. I’ll be gone from your life forever. No one will ever know about us. I just need some space away from everyone,” I say, trying to pick my words carefully. He frowns.
“No. Fucking no. I want you gone. Immediately.”
I sigh before I stare at him, unblinking. Moments earlier, I would have been happy to hear those words, but now…
“Then I think I’ll scream and shout from the rooftops that I’m your Luna, and this mark will grant me that title. I wonder what Marcel will think when he realises what you did. Damn, he’s still the Alpha, isn’t he? Shame you’re twenty-eight and still not. Does it hurt?” I taunt. I know I am hitting a sore spot, but I know the rumours. When his eyes blaze a steel blue, his aura surges around us, and he grabs hold of my neck, I know I have hit a very dangerous nerve.
“Cross me, and there’s not a corner on this earth where you can hide from me. I will find you, and I will fucking destroy you.”
