“A voodoo doll,” Corrado says in awe. “Daddy, what is a voodoo doll?” I smile, his words lifting my spirits a little. This is why I like kids best, because they don’t judge you.
Leo comes over. Just the way he walks makes my stomach flutter infuriatingly. One hand in his pocket the other holding his cigarette… his sharp blue eyes are as cold as ice, but they still seem to ignite a fire inside of me. I look away from him as he reaches for the doll, and I brush past him to grab my bag.
“I’m ready to leave,” I declare. I do not want him to examine the doll. I’m sure he’ll realise it is meant to be him.
“Yeah, let’s go. Nikki take Corrado home.”
Home. Their home.
“Azura, please don’t go,” Corrado whispers, running over to meas Nikki holds her hand out to him.
“Corrado, she has to leave. Winona take him,” he commands icily when Winona enters.
“Yes, Alpha.” She looks at me and gives me a small smile. “It was nice meeting you, Azura. Thank you for spending the evening with Corrado.”
“It was great getting to know you, too, Winnie,” I reply, when suddenly an idea comes to me, and I hurry over to my suitcase. Crouching down, I unzip it and take out the rest of the swatches, wool, and stuff I had to make my dolls. I stand up and pass them to Winona. “If you could make a doll with Corrado?” I ask quietly. I think I hear Nikki mutter something, but I’m not sure what it is.
“But making dolls with Azura was more fun,” Corrado protests, staring at the supplies.
“I know. Come on, Corrado, let’s go,” Winona says gently yet firmly as she leads him away. He looks over his shoulder at me, looking disappointed, before he vanishes from view, and I quickly crouch down and zip my case back up before picking it up.
“Shall we?”
I was hoping to get him alone but that’s not going to happen as Nikki follows me out of the room. I walk to the lift seeing Leo and Nikki looking at each other. I step into the lift, placing my foot between the doors so it doesn’t shut. Nikki is frowning, and Leo looks as indifferent as ever, but I can tell they are mind-linking. Leo turns to her, his face as arrogant and sexy as ever, and I don’t know what he says, but it makes her look away.
“Bye,” Nikki says after a moment, glancing between Leo and myself before she walks off towards Jackie’s apartment, running her fingers through her hair.
Leo’s attention turns to me as he strides over, oozing with power, and steps into the lift. Once the door shuts, he presses abutton and scans his thumb. This is my chance.
“I -”
“I don’t want to hear it,” he says, making me frown.
“I haven’t even said anything, and trust me, you will love to hear this,” I retort. “By the way… Marcel knows.” His heart rate speeds up as he looks at me sharply, his eyes turning a steely blue before he calms himself.
“Fuck. What else did he say?” He asks coldly, his eyes look dangerous.
“Not much, but he loves you,” I reply, Marcel’s words still burning in my mind. He simply scoffs in obvious contempt.
I know that many would say fight for my mate… and maybe if there was no Nikki in the picture, maybe, just maybe, I might have. I want to see the Leo that his dad said existed inside. Don’t get me wrong, if he pissed me off, I’d still unleash hell upon him, but seeing him with Corrado shows he is a good dad.
Fuck! I need to stop thinking like that.
“Sure, he’d want the perfect fucking woman to be the Luna. You’re a Westwood. I’m sure that made him feel fucking proud.”
The lift doors open, and I realise we are in what looks like a dark underground car park. The walls are fully made of steel with dim lighting and more cars than I can count. There are a few doors leading off from here, too.
“I’m far from perfect, and your Dad knows that. You don’t know anything about my life, Leo, so stop fucking pretending you do,” I shoot back.
“Oh, yeah? So you’re not just a pampered princess who has been given the entire fucking world at her feet.” He stops in his tracks and turns towards me. I almost knock into him, stepping forward just as the lift door shuts behind me.
“I’m not doing this with you. Don’t judge when you don’t know anything about my life. Everyone has their trials, Leo. No one’s life is just fun and games,” I reply, shaking my head in irritation.I’m about to shove past him when I pause and look up at him, trying not to pay attention to the heat of his body.
“Wow, you don’t even see what you have. Tell me, little she-wolf, what exactly have you faced in life?” He asks coldly, his tone laced with mockery. It fucking hurts, and he is only making me angrier. I had heard how his life had been, how the rogues had lived, but his behaviour is unfair. I have done nothing to hurt him.
“My life may not have been as bad as yours, but I refuse to let it shape me. I refuse to let it become my present and future. I will always look for the positivity and happiness in life. You can hold on to your past, Leo, I don’t really care. I’m done with you,” I say, glaring up at him before I make to step around him, only for him to grab hold of my arm, stopping me. My heart thumps at his touch as I try to focus on our conversation and not his touch. I am already fucking stressed out about what Judah is capable of once I am out of here. I am sure he will find me and try to do something again.
“Do enlighten me,” he says coldly. I shake my head, ready to push past him when he blocks my path once more, caging me between the lift door and his body. “I asked for an answer.” His voice is dangerous, menacing even, but what annoys me the most is the way it makes my core throb.