Page 186 of Her Destined Alpha
“Rayhan?” I called. He looked at me.
“Yeah?” My heart sank at the anger he was trying to contain. I looked away, frowning slightly.
“Nothing.”
“What is it, Del?”
“Nothing,” I said coldly. He sighed, and I simply frowned. “We should make our way to the clearing,” I said curtly.
“Kitten.”
“We’ll talk later, Rayhan,” I whispered, feeling a sting of hurt.
He didn’t reply, simply exhaling sharply. Taking my hand, he kissed it softly before leading me away. I looked at the back of his head, my heart tightening. I didn’t want him to be angry at me, but I also knew that no matter what, he’d still love me, and knowing that… I was not going to regret what I did! I frowned deeply, knowing that sooner or later, we were going to have to talk.
My Survivor
Rayhan
Fuck, when Raihana told me Delsanra had run inside, the fear I felt…
For the first fucking time, I was pissed off with her. This was meant to be done together, and she went off on her own. I understood that she was strong, but I couldn’t lose her. Does she not fucking get that she is my entire fucking life?
The moment the side of the building collapsed, my heart almost stopped. Was she okay? I needed to get to her. That was all I could think of, and she just played it off like it was okay? It was fucking not okay.
We were all standing around in the open ground, the cloud of dust beginning to settle. Those who were able to walk around in some way were going. Many who were too injured, thanks to the collapsing building, were taken elsewhere.
The hostility was growing. After all, we had killed a few people in the process, but they did fucking deserve it. Some were looking at us tentatively, others were whispering, and the other third of them seemed hesitant and curious.
Janaina was quiet. I knew she wasn’t happy that the others got away. Uncle had come back. There was no scent for him to go on, and he was probably as pissed as me.
That last memory we had begun to see before Reginald and Eldridge unleashed chaos, showed that they were planning an attack on us. That was another thing I wanted to know from the witches; who exactly was in on it? What were they planning, without even knowing the entire fucking truth? Had Reginald made matters worse, or were they all simply in on this attack? I wouldn’t relax until I knew what their reasons were for attacking. I knew Janaina had mentioned it before, but still, I wanted the facts. If there was a way to stop it all, then we should fucking take it, but the Coven needed to fucking weed out their toxic evil villains.
Delsanra was quiet, and I was staying quiet in case I flipped out. She had been reckless… so fucking reckless.
Magdalene and Edward were talking quietly, and despite being close by, I couldn’t hear a word; probably a spell.
“Can we talk?” Delsanra whispered, placing her hand gently on my waist.
I looked down at her, and I fucking swear my anger lessened considerably just by looking into those startling blue eyes of hers. I cupped her face, my other hand pulling her closer by the waist. Bending down slightly, I claimed her lips in a rough, passionate kiss, one that I knew held my frustration in it. But there was something so fucking good about kissing her…
She kissed me back, her arms locking around my neck, her hand twisting into my hair. Her lips fought for dominance, something she could never win. I felt myself harden slightly against her, wanting to fuck her right then, to release the fucking frustration that was messing me up. Groaning lowly, I pulled away before I ended up supporting a full-on hard-on.
“Sure, we can talk-”
“Can we have everyone’s attention?” Magdalene called clearly, “Let Delsanra step forward, and I will probe her mind.” Delsanra looked up at me, and I gave her a small nod, kissing her forehead.
“Do you want everyone to see, or?” I asked softly.
“I’m okay with them seeing,” she said softly.
“You got this,” I said quietly, walking forward with her.
“You know how the spell works, this won’t take long,” Magdalene told Delsanra, who simply nodded.
I kissed her cheek from behind softly before moving back ever so slightly, my hands still firmly on her waist. No matter how annoyed I was at her recklessness, I couldn’t part with her. I was going to be right there for my kitten.
Magdalene whispered the spell, and soon memories of long ago began to play. From the lower angle, I could tell it was Delsanra as a child.
