Page 53 of Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire
“My patience is fucking wearing thin. Tell me the truth because for the last fifteen minutes, we’ve been followed, and I fucking assure you, it’s not one of my enemies.”
Followed.
“Have we?” I ask, my heart thudding as I do my all not to press my hand against my stomach protectively.
“You’ve been too distracted to even notice, but I’ve taken several detours, yet that black McLaren has continued to fucking follow. So, either you tell me the fucking truth now, or I will fucking stop this car and deal with this shit my way, no questions asked,” he almost growls, his eyes flashing a steely blue.
“No,” I say, grabbing hold of his arm.
Judah has weapons that kill instantly… if he uses something on Leo… just the thought of him getting hurt terrifies me. Although he pisses me off, I can’t let anyone get hurt because of me, especially when he has Corrado waiting for him at home.
“Then start talking,” he threatens icily.
Our eyes meet before I look away, not wanting to appear as vulnerable as I feel, and I run my other hand through my hair, trying to word a sentence.
“It was from my ex,” I begin hesitantly, not daring to look at him, but I feel his aura fill the car. “He -”
“Is he the one who was there the day I found you?” He cuts in. His voice is menacing, although I can tell he is trying to control his anger. My stomach twists. Fuck, why is he so pissed?
“Yeah,” I murmur, now daring to look at Leo, realising I am still holding his arm. I am about to remove it, but the look in his eyes tells me that pissed is an understatement. Doesn’t the touch of a mate calm a person? Well, I don’t want him to fuckingblow, and even if I’m not sure how well our broken bond will work, I keep my hand on him, praying it calms him even a little. I shouldn’t have lied to him. Fuck, now he is pissed at me, and I have nowhere to run to.
“And he’s the one you’re running from.”
It is a statement, not a question, so I stay quiet.
“When I asked you to tell me, you fucking should have,” he says dangerously, and I can see he is driving faster, way too fast. The cars around us are a blur, and when he turns, taking a side road, darkness falls over us. I know we are no longer on the right track. He has taken a detour on purpose.
“Leo, he’s dangerous. This has nothing to do with you, I will deal with him. Just drop me at Alejandro’s pack and walk away. He’s not someone to mess with,” I warn, not liking the speed we are driving at. One wrong move, and we’ll crash. He turns those piercing blue eyes on me, and my head is screaming at me to tell him to watch the road ahead.
“Leo, keep your eyes -”
“Here’s a news flash, little she-wolf; if you think that he isn’t someone to be messed with, then you really have no fucking idea who I am. He just fucked with the wrong fucking wolf.”
Fuck, why does that sound so sexy and comforting? Wrong time, Azura.
“Leo, I get that you are the big bad wolf, but there’s something weird about Judah… fuck, it’s complicated. “
“Why haven’t you told anyone? Aren’t you a goddamn Westwood?”
Our eyes meet for a second, and then his gaze flickers to my hand on his arm. I quickly remove it, feeling an odd hollowness inside at the loss of contact. It is weird…
“I don’t need others to fight my battles. Plus… I’ve done stuff, and if they find out, shit’s going to hit the fan. Besides, Judah has some stuff on me,” I explain quietly. It feels oddly good tellingsomeone about it, although I never thought Leo would be that person. Speaking out makes the weight that burdens me lift a little, and my chest feels lighter.
“What kind of stuff?” He asks icily.
I can see that the car behind us is literally tailgating us. It is too fucking close, and Leo’s anger is rising with each passing second. I’m not sure if it is because of me or the car behind us, but it is almost suffocating in this car.
“I killed someone. I didn’t mean to, but I did, and then he forced me to help get rid of the body after I came to...” I reply quietly, remembering after he had - I swallow hard, pushing the painful memories away and focusing on the present. “He also…” It is hard to talk about it. I meant to tell Alejandro and prepare myself for the words, but here I am, spilling it all to Leo when he would just drop me off and leave. So why am I even telling him?
“Continue…”
The videos. I need to tell him about those.
I take a deep breath. Just the memory of fucking Judah makes me sick. How did I ever fall for such a sicko?
“He has explicit videos of me that he’s threatening to release on the net if I don’t do as he wishes.”
Suddenly Leo turns the steering wheel violently to the left, and I am thrown into him, unable to stop the scream that leaves my lips as I hear something being fired outside, hitting the side mirror. His eyes are blazing steel blue as the car spins violently at his move, just as I see an explosion go off through the window, one that I know was meant for us.
