ALEJANDRO
Her eyes widened in surprise at my words. Well, fuck. I really do need to learn to keep my mouth shut. I looked away from her, trying to ignore the scent of hazelnut chocolate that seeped off of her. Fucking Goddess, did she have to be so fucking tempting? Why did I even like chocolate? I glared at her, annoyed by her silence.
"Let me check your wounds." She said.
"Need an excuse to touch me?"
"You wish." She retorted, giving me a deathly glare.
"What was that supposed to be? You looked like a fucking constipated cat." I remarked whilst walking over to the wendigo to begin searching it. Was there really nothing on it? Once again, no clue...
I felt her walking over and the anger that was radiating off her. Seems like daddy’s girl knew how to obey because she kept her fucking mouth shut. I mean, I knew of a few ways I could keep that mouth busy…
I frowned as she crouched down, observing the Wendigo.
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KIARA There was something between Alejandro and me. I don’t know what it was but I saw the way he didn’t even bother to look at the women who wanted a sliver of the Alpha Kings' attention. But when he would look at me, I didn’t miss the hunger in his dark onyx eyes. He could deny it all he wanted but I got his heart racing too, just as he did mine. What was it? Soon I knew he’d be leaving and returning to his own pack. Just the thought made my stomach sink. I was totally confused; I mean, the guy got me so worked up that we were constantly at each other’s throats. It was weird. I had never been attracted to anyone so strongly before – then there was the fact that he was thirty-four! That in itself shocked me, he was almost double my age. If Dad knew what went through my mind, I'm sure he’d lock me in the cells for the rest of my life. Things with Damon had been kind of strange. I mean, he was quieter, and I knew our ‘breakup’ had affected him. The night after
ALEJANDRO I left the office trying to control my emotions. Every time I saw that fucker's face, I wanted to fucking tear him to pieces. She didn’t come home the other night and I knew exactly where she had been. I smelled him on her the following day, even if it had been very faint. Nothing much went past my nose. Which was one of the fucking reasons I’m so pissed that I can’t find a clue to track the Wendigos. It was like there was no scent, no clue. I had a feeling witches were working from the shadows too but I could think of no fucking reason for them to be... What was the goal? I headed down to the cells. We had managed to capture a rogue and I was going to get some answers. For the last two days, Elijah had taken the reigns but got nothing out of him. I now stepped into the room as the two guards shut the door behind me. The silver bars wouldn’t be able to contain me but for werewolves, it was fucking torture to touch or to be cut with. I looked
ALEJANDRO I raised an eyebrow. What did that even mean? He sighed, running his hand through his hair and looking at the trees that surrounded us. Only the rustle of leaves or the odd animal could be heard. "He was trying to take her. I still remember the look in his eyes… He didn’t even look like he was fully there. He didn’t care that I was hacking at him, he was just trying to take her… I brushed it off. There’s been several events but that day… outside the cinema... the Wendigo didn’t seem to have gone in for the kill. We both know that and we both know how fast they are. Kiara couldn't have outrun them if they wanted to kill her. Then at the hospital, of all places, it chose to go there. There are more pups and wolves in the packhouse." The fucker was smart. His line of thought matched my own. I stayed silent, letting him speak. "I don’t know why, there’s nothing different about Kiara… but just in case my assumption is correct… then
KIARA So, Dad chose to send me to this pack simply because our pack was a hot spot for attacks? It irritated me how he felt I was incompetent or something. What did I need to do to show him I'm so much more than he gives me credit for? Yes I'm not perfect, nor am I the standard wolf. I have two disadvantages but I make up for them in other aspects. I love Dad but I just wish he could see I was ready to take care of myself. The journey to Alejandro’s pack took just under two hours, I swear he was speeding way over the speed limit. We didn’t speak much. When we did, the sexual tension was just growing and it was getting suffocating in here. Him just looking at me got my core throbbing and that effect alone scared me. I ended up reading a book or texting Raven. I was so incredibly excited that she was actually joining me. We were going to have a blast, and then there was the blood moon. The chance to find my mate would be high and I felt a little excited, but at
KIARA I could see the fear on Carmen’s face as Alejandro stood up, his hands braced on the table. His claws were out and I saw his canines begin to elongate. "Watch your fucking mouth." He growled. "I’m sorry." She said, glancing at me slightly confused. Girl, I’m just as confused. Was Alejandro defending me? He’s mocked me a hundred times… But he never commented on my limp. I felt a warmth in my chest as I looked at him. "It’s alright, shall we carry on eating?" I said, picking up my fork. He didn’t seem to hear me, his gaze fixed on the she-wolf. "Alpha…" I said. Reaching forward, I placed my hand on his hand. He turned towards me, his eyes returning to normal. Our eyes met but I couldn't read the emotions in his. He suddenly seemed to realise where we were and looked down at our hands, pulling away as if my touch burned before turning and leaving the room swiftly. Rayhan whistled whilst Darien exchanged looks
ALEJANDRO I don’t know what the fuck overtook me but when Carmen insulted Kiara, I lost it. My instincts were telling me to rip her to shreds but I had tried to keep control, a battle I was losing until she had placed her hand on mine. I closed my eyes, my assumption that there was more between us only seemed to be getting further confirmed. That maybe - just fucking maybe, Kiara could be my mate. The thought sent a knot of emotions through me. I rubbed my jaw frowning deeply. Fuck… If it were… It meant the Moon Goddess hadn't forgotten about me… But wasn’t she at least a decade late? I had made up my mind that I was never going to have someone, and that was what I wanted. Kiara fucking messed with me. I had more enemies than I’d ever be able to fucking count. I didn’t need a weakness and that is what a mate would be to me, a weakness I didn’t need nor want. The blood moon was less than three weeks away and if that was the case, then I needed to skip the even
KIARA The moment that red-headed bombshell wrapped her arms around Alejandro’s neck, I felt a painful stab in my chest. My wolf was hurting and so was I. I tried my best to mask my emotions as I took my phone out of my pocket and whispered an excuse me whilst I walked away. It hurt like a bitch. Why though? We were nothing. Breathe girl you got this. I took deep breaths as I walked away. No, I was not going to cry, nor was I going to show I cared. I came to an abrupt stop before I almost knocked into none other than Carmen. She looked at me, with barely disguised resentment. "Watch it pup." She said. "I didn’t bump into you, so watch your attitude." I snapped back. Don’t mess with me. I don’t care if you’re the fucking warrior princess or the Lycan king himself when I'm pissed, I don’t like anyone in my way. The confusion and pain I’d felt had now moulded into annoyance and irritation. Her lips curled but she said nothing. "With an att
ALEJANDRO From the fucking moment she walked into the room, I lost it. The sway of her hips and the slight bounce to her breasts destroyed me. Fuck rules and consequences, I wanted her. I watched as she had taken a seat, ignoring me. I don’t know what the fuck my problem was but when she had walked off after Jasmin had rushed over, I had been tempted to talk to her, about what? No fucking idea. But why do I care right? We were not meant to fucking be anyway. Yeah, I could keep telling myself that. We all know I don’t fucking care about what’s meant or not. There have been a couple of women at a few mating balls that I've taken an interest in. They found their mate but when I showed some interest, they were willing to throw away a future for a one night stand. Not sure what the fuck they thought, that I’d claim and mark them? The point is, if I wanted something, I took it. That was the fucking problem, I never cared about the aftermath... but did I or did I no