Page 212 of Her Destined Alpha
“I don’t think it’s safe. I don’t want to be controlling, but you are a target, Delsanra. Let Rayhan return at least,” he said, standing up and looking at me apologetically. I sighed.
“No, I understand. Then I’ll just go over to Raihana’s, and we’ll just chill together,” I replied. I quicklytexted Raihana the update. He smiled, giving my shoulder a squeeze.
“That sounds good. Come on, I’ll drop you there,” he said warmly.
I smiled, not bothering to argue, as we both left the house. The sun was out, and the leaves on the trees rustled. Spring was here, and with it, plenty of warmth.
“Well, you girls have fun,” Papa Raf said, looking up at the house. Although we saw Raihana daily, I knew he missed having her at home. He followed me to the door, greeting Raihana before he left us, telling us to contact him when we wanted to leave the house. We nodded before we went inside and shut the door behind us.
“Hey,” I said, walking through to the living room.
“Listen… Blake just linked, saying he wanted to have a word with me. He’s stopping by. Is that okay? We won’t be long,” she said apologetically.
I nodded. I knew that Chris had wanted him removed from the position of her bodyguard and that things had been tense between Raihana and Blake anyway, but I think they needed to talk.
“I still haven’t seen the man. Maybe I could say hi after you’re done,” I said with a smile. She smiled and nodded just as the doorbell rang.
“Shit, that’s him,” she said, sounding stressed out.
“Relax, it’ll be okay. He’s probably just a little hurt,” I whispered. She had told me what had happened between them, and I thought he was just having a hard time getting over her. “I should let you two talk alone before I show up,” I whispered.
She nodded, and I motioned that I’d go wait in the kitchen. I leaned against the kitchen counter, hearing her open the front door.
“Hey, Blake, come on in…”
“Hey, Raihana,” a man’s low voice answered, and I heard their footsteps go into the living room.
I tuned them out, not wanting to listen in on their conversation, at least giving them some privacy. I walked over to the kitchen sink, looking out at the small garden. Chris’ house was one of the larger properties and had its own garden.
I heard coughing and Raihana exclaim,
“Oh, are you okay? Del, can you get some water!” I grabbed a glass, snapping out of my reverie. Filling it, I rushed to the lounge where Blake was hunched over, coughing.
“Here,” I said as Raihana rubbed his back. “Is he okay?”
“I’m fine,” he coughed, taking the glass from me.
Our eyes met, and my blood ran cold. Blake… Blake was... he may never have shown me his face… but those eyes… I’d never forget those eyes. My heart thundered as a hundred memories returned to me. He dropped something he was holding, and it shattered on the floor.
“Shit… sorry.”
“No worries, I’ll get it cleaned up…” Raihana’s voice was distant. His eyes never left mine.
The one who had caused me the most pain had been right here in this pack all along. I could no longer hear anything, my heart pounding, my ears ringing, and the familiar nightmare of fear and helplessness threatening to consume me. I was stronger than that...
I knew from the look in his eyes that he knew who I was, and he knew that I knew who he was. The leader of the group that hunted witches... the one who had killed that couple who took me in, the one who had abused me time and time again. The sickest of them all…
My eyes burned with anger that had lain dormant, flames surrounding me, but he simply smiled.
“It’s too late,” he said cockily.
I glanced at Raihana, seeing her clutching her head as she held onto the wall. Realising that whatever he had accidentally dropped on the ground was making everything fade away.
Shit…
No. It fucking wasn’t too late. I took a deep breath, ready to send this bitch to hell where he belonged, when I felt my vision sway.
“I came prepared,” he whispered coldly.
