Page 32 of Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire
Earlier, Corrado had referred to Nikki by her name… which means she isn’t his mom. So, who is? My stomach churns at the scary déjà vu the entire situation is giving me. Two children fromtwo women… one a mate… a mate that he doesn’t want…
Stop it, Azura. You are not Indigo.
“Where have you gone?” I murmur, bending down to look under the table for the lid when the doorbell rings. I frown, glancing over at it and stand up. I wonder who that could be.
I pull the door open, only to see Leo standing there, dressed in a suit, his eyes blazing steely blue as he grabs me by my neck, making me gasp.
“Stay away from my son,” he growls threateningly, his hand around my neck painfully tight. “If you think that you can use a child to weave your way into my life, you’re fucking wrong.”
My eyes flash, and I ram the thread picker that I hold in my hand straight into his arm, making him let go of me, his eyes flashing. Taking advantage of his disbelief at what I have just done, I raise my hand and punch him hard, aiming for that pretty fuckboy face, but he is fast, dodging it, and I only manage to graze his jaw. Works for me.
“Don’t youevermanhandle me again,” I growl, my own eyes blazing silver and my heart thumping.
A cold smirk crosses his face, and in a flash, he has grabbed my arms, twisting them painfully behind my back before he spins me around and pushes me up against the wall. My first thought is for my baby, and I shift position, letting my shoulder take the impact.
“Then don’t come near my son,” he whispers menacingly in my ear. His scent and his touch send my heart into a frenzy, but it does nothing to soften the pain that squeezes my heart at what he is insinuating.
“I wouldn’t use a child to get something I want,” I shoot back quietly.If that was the case, I’m carrying your child in me… that alone would have given me leverage if I wanted.
“Your actions say otherwise,” he says, shoving me away. I turn back to him, my own anger blinding me.
“I don’t want you in my fucking life, Leo. As for the boy, he was lonely. If you were a decent parent, you would at least try to be around for him,” I growl, “and next time you fucking touch me, I will claw your eyes out. Do not test me.”
“I’d like to see you try,” he spits. I step closer, my heart beating.
“Don’t push me, Leo, because I do as I say, and I’m sure you don’t want this entire pack to know who I am,” I hiss. His eyes darken, and he clenches his jaw, fighting his anger.
“Stay away from him. He’s mine, and I don’t want a Westwood anywhere near him. You don’t belong here. The sooner you’re fucking gone, the better.” His words hurt, but I just stare at him challengingly, unblinkingly matching his glare.
“I can’t wait either,” I spit resentfully.
“At least we agree on one thing,” Leo’s icy reply comes. Grabbing the thread picker and ripping it from his arm, he tosses it onto the ground, our eyes meeting once. “You are a fucking psycho.” With that, he turns and storms off.
My heart is raging. I grab the bloody object from the ground before slamming the door shut. I toss it in the kitchen sink, trying to calm the intense storm inside of me. Staying here isn’t helping… maybe I should just leave. This baby’s safety worries me… what do I do? This is a bad idea…
Maybe I should just come clean to someone about everything… including what happened last year. I wonder if Judah will try to contact me soon; hopefully, he thinks I’m still wounded or dying somewhere. A girl can hope, right?
I run my hand through my hair. An evening that had started off pleasant and happy had been ruined by just a few words.
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Iswitch the coffee machine on, smoking a cigarette as I lean against the worktop, looking down at my arm. The wound is long gone, but the memory remains. She is a fucking psycho. Who the fuck goes around stabbing people with whatever shit they have at hand?
I overreacted. I know I fucking did, but the moment Corrado started to show off his doll…
I want her out of my life. I need her gone, but I also know she has reasons that are forcing her to stay, none that involve me. There is something that she is running from, and I am certain it is linked to whatever the fuck happened that night. If I am able to find out, I can have it dealt with and then tell her she is safe to leave early.
Her phone. I need to get to work on that shit.
“Good morning, Daddy,” Corrado says as he comes out of his bedroom with Winona.
“Good morning. You sleep okay?” I ask, crouching down and ruffling his hair. He smiles at me and nods, giving me a hug.
“I slept the best, and Simon the robber slept with me! I wantto go to Azura’s again today, okay? She said I can!” I resist frowning, hiding my irritation as I ruffle his hair.
