ALEJANDRO
The moment she said that the witch was helping the Rogue King, added to Kiara’s ability to reverse the transformation, a sudden fucking thought hit me.
"She’s using this so-called king, right?" I asked.
The woman nodded.
"Most likely, she is probably using the Rogue King to attain what she wants as well as placing all your attention on them. From what I know about Endora, she is an extremely cunning woman. One that knows what she wants and will do anything to attain it. She has, after all, been at this for years." The witch said darkly.
"So, theoretically speaking, this rogue fucker probably doesn't even know that she’s the one behind all these mutations?" I asked.
"I guess so, but only she would know the answer for sure, considering the manangal work for her. There are many spells to influence or cloud the mind. For all we know, the Rogue King may be under her control. I cannot say. Only Endora herself would know the answers
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KIARA I walked to the bed feeling his eyes were stuck on me, I didn’t miss the predatory look in his eyes, and I hated that it made my core throb. He wasn’t even wearing a shirt and just seeing him like that was making me drool. I looked away and quickly got in bed, picking up the selenite pendant I had left near my phone. "I wouldn’t trust anything a witch gives you." He said moodily, putting his phone down. "It has nothing dark or evil coming from it." I replied. "She said it would conceal. Could it work on your aura or some shit?" He said, now getting up from the two-seater sofa and coming over. Our eyes met and I knew he could hear my wild heartbeat. "I don’t know…" I said, shrugging. He took it, examining it before he held it out. "No fucking clue. Witches are not very likeable; they have tempers and truly hate our kind. I wouldn’t accept anything from them." He said, his eyes full of resentment, the same resentment I had
KIARA I awoke feeling something poking my stomach. Apart from that, I felt so relaxed. Why did I feel so snug? I opened my eyes slowly, my heart racing when I looked at the partially tattooed chest in front of me. My breath hitched, my stomach erupted in butterflies as his familiar scent wrapped around me. Oh, Goddess… How did we end up in bed together? I tensed, knowing exactly what was poking me. The realisation sent a rush of pleasure through me and my entire body heated up. trying my best not to adjust my position. I didn’t want to wake him up. I knew I wanted him. The mate bond, my own turmoiled emotions, and my wolf's urges were threatening to drown me. "Hey…" Alejandro’s thick sexy voice came. "What’s up?" No, don’t look at me… I tried to move away only to feel him throb against me. My own desire was only growing, and I knew he would smell my arousal. Kill me now, goddess… I slowly looked up into his eyes, my cheeks burn
ALEJANDRO Her heart thudded as she fought back her tears at my refusal. I knew she wanted to run from me but I refused to let her go. I sat up and looked down at her. Although she was in my lap, she was still so much smaller than me. She bit her lip, looking away. I placed a kiss on her forehead, inhaling her tempting scent. She was my fucking home, the place I wanted to be… but I needed to tell her this now. "I don’t know if there's…" I trailed off. Fuck. How do I tell her that she’s pregnant…? Since I woke up, I knew I had to fucking tell her, but how? "Alejandro… What is it?" She asked softly. "What do you think of pups?" I asked bluntly. She blinked, looking confused. "Pups? They’re cute…" "Want to be a mama?" Ok, fuck, that sounded stupid. It seemed Kiara thought so too when she blushed and let out an awkward laugh. "Umm yeah… Let’s not jump the gun…" She said. I didn’t miss her gaze dipping
KIARA My heart thudded as he said those words. He loved me. He loves me. Oh, goddess… "I…" I couldn't reply when he suddenly kissed me, sending off strong currents of delicious sizzling sparks. A kiss that expressed everything that couldn't be put into words. My stomach fluttered as I wrapped my arm around his shoulder and kissed him back. Pleasure consumed me, I could feel his desire, his want and his love for me. The honey taste of his mouth mixed with his scent was the perfect drug to make me high. I moaned softly, feeling him throb. Our tongues fighting for dominance as his hand now caressed my waist. He pulled me tighter against him making me whimper, I turned in his arms so I was straddling him. My core pressed against his dick and I couldn't stop myself from rubbing against him. He groaned against my lips, his grip tightening on my hips. "Fuck, we need to stop." He said, breaking away from me. "Why?" I asked, feeling my heart ra
ALEJANDRO I'm going to just admit that I was on cloud fucking nine hearing those words from her, feeling her soft, slender hands wrapped around me. She was fucking mine and although she refused to return home and was adamant about continuing this journey, I couldn't stay annoyed with her. She was strong and she didn’t need me to suffocate her like her dad and brother did all her fucking life. She was a queen, with or without me, and yeah I was worried about her, but I’d be there with her. I won’t let any shit come to her or our pup. Yeah, that was still hard to get my head around, but I was sure fucking trying. We had showered, eaten and were now back on the road. Kiara was quieter but I often saw her placing her hand on her stomach, smiling ever so slightly. That shit confused me. How was she so happy already? In a fucking perfect world, having a pup way later would have been ideal. But nothing about this fucking world was perfect or ideal. I know I'm alread
KIARA We had been walking for a while, and with each step, the ominous feeling had only grown. The forest was approaching and the darkness that I felt from it made me sick to my stomach. "You ok?" Alejandro asked. "There’s darkness here Al… A lot of it…" We shouldn’t have come here, not alone… Something was at work here and it wasn’t good. "I can sense that much. Is it magic?" "Magic that has already embedded deep in this forest…I can’t see any visible remaining magic from here anyway." I said as he took my hand, intertwining his fingers with mine as we continued. The closer we got to the forest, the worse the feeling got. Things were not going to go well; I knew deep down that whatever we found would be something neither of us was prepared for. I just wish I knew more. "Alejandro…" "Kiara… Do you want to go back? I can get you to safety first." He said, looking at me with a deep frown on his face and concern in his eye
ALEJANDRO We moved silently. The darkness within the cavern surrounded every corner, and more than that, I could feel the evil that lingered. I kept a tight hold on her hand, my eyes, ears and nose keeping an sense out for the smallest sound. There were several tunnels branching off and even some doors. The further down we went, the more the place seemed to get deeper. It was a fucking maze in here. The only problem was if Kiara had to escape… I tried not to think of that, but this place was fucking confusing. "The magic is getting stronger." She whispered to me. I could sense the chilling darkness that was growing with every step, and it sure as fuck wasn’t due to the cold air that surrounded us. The sounds of growls and shrieks soon caught my ears, I slowed down as the noise only got louder. Slowing down further when the smell of Manangal’s and Wendigo’s filled my nose, we were getting closer to them… We turned a corner and I stopped as I looked at the line
ALEJANDRO I didn’t even register Kiara’s gasp as I placed my arm around her waist, holding her close. I stepped back, placing distance between the Rogue King and I as I stared at the woman before me. It was her… yet it wasn’t… I didn’t know what to think. That day, coming to and seeing those body pieces spread across the floor. Her hand… Her ring… The guilt that I had killed her… I didn’t want to believe it… The woman I remembered as my mother was nothing like the woman before me. She was… kind… sweet… loving… Rafael reminded me of her… a lot. Not only did I feel like my whole fucking life was a lie… But it meant that even before her ‘death’… She couldn’t have love me… or she wouldn’t have made me go through that shit… Through the pain and shock, I was feeling the stark truth that she had faked her death, and it hit me like a fucking hard slap across the face. She had let me live with the guilt that I had murdered her. Because of that, I was afraid to be arou