All Chapters of Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

AZURA. "I meant in a fight." I muttered. He raised his eyebrow. "That’s what I meant." He remarked. Wait no he… "Is your mind always in the gutter or do I simply get to you?" Of course, you do. You damn annoying Rossi. "Don’t get so full of yourself." I scoffed. "Am I wrong?" "If I want my mind to be in the damn gutter, I have every right to keep it there. I don’t need anyone’s approval." I retorted, annoyed when he caged me between the worktop once more. "Even if it involves me?" "Yes, because it's my mind, so whether I imagine you naked, or in a pair of neon pink boxers, that’s my mind, my choice." "Oh? So if I imagine you naked, that’s totally ok?" "Why, do you?" I challenged. He didn’t reply, his eyes trailing over me before they slowly flicked up to meet mine, and I knew I had gotten my answer. I saw him swallow, his eyes darkening when they skimmed to my lips. My entire body was reacting to his closeness. Even with the bond that was hanging by only a thread, only in

LEO. "Your baby won’t die, not on my fucking watch." I promised her, my mind racing as I tried to think of the best course of action. She was looking at me with her eyes flickering from silver to blue, her heart thundering as she clutched her stomach. Her lips parted, but she was unable to put two words together. I knew my medical shit… Although werewolves could take a hell of a lot more than a human, the trauma of his kick could have damaged the placenta. "You are going to be ok." I murmured, lifting her carefully into my arms. Her heart was racing, her entire body shaking, and I had never fucking seen her look so vulnerable. You fucking will be ok. ‘I need our top gynaecologist ready to check on a patient with blunt force trauma to her abdomen.’ I said through the link, the urgency in my voice crystal clear. I ran from the apartment to the lift. ‘Winona I need you to go down through my office to my underground quarters. Just go through my office, I’ll open the entrance for y

AZURA. I had looked in the mirror ten times before convincing myself that the shorts and sports bra were totally ok to go out in. I put on Kiara’s strappy black heels, not wanting to rummage in the bag that had been retrieved from my apartment, in case Kia got disturbed. Damn, I loved this woman’s heel collection… Last year I had liked a pair of snakeskin knee-high boots of hers, and she had told me I could keep them. Selfless as always. After zipping them up, I made my way to the door, just when I saw my phone screen light up. I was sure it was from Sky, she was the only one up at this time, but I wasn’t going to cross the room when I had just reached the door. I’ll get back to her later. I slipped out of the room silently, making my way down the dimly lit hallway, tip-toeing down the stairs. I could see the light in the lounge was still on. Were Marcel and Al still awake? Ok… I don’t want them to hear me leaving. Wait, Al has like supersonic hearing; he’ll know either way, and

LEO. It was the following day, and after crushing Corrado’s heart last night, I felt fucking awful. He had been asleep on the sofa when I returned, the food uneaten still on the table. He had gone to sleep hungry… So, the first thing I did this morning was promise him that tonight we were going to cook together, because Azura was going to come over. That had cheered him up and I was going to fucking make sure nothing fucked this up this time around. I had left him with Winona, they would go buy the list of groceries I had sent to her. I was currently in my office at headquarters, waiting for Jackie. Last night I told Eric to make sure she stayed in her apartment until she was called for. Emmet was in a cell which would stop him from linking anyone and before I talked to him, it was Jackie I needed to deal with first. The knock on the door made me look up, before it opened to reveal Eric, Nikki and Jackie. Jackie’s eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious she had cried a lot. Eric

LEO. I agreed… I don’t know why I fucking did… I just knew that she wouldn’t betray my trust or mention it to others. She might be crazy, but she’s my type of crazy, and the one I know who wouldn’t do anything to hurt anyone on purpose, in serious matters anyway. I mean I wouldn’t put it past her to try to slit my throat in my sleep if I pissed her off but at the same time, I knew the type of things she’d keep quiet… I knew if she knew about the fact I'm dying, she would try to do shit even if it meant breaking a promise. But something like Corrado’s truth… she wouldn’t tell anyone. Even Marcel didn’t know and regardless of that truth, it changed nothing. I cleared the table off, taking a bottle of whiskey and two glasses to the lounge area. As a werewolf, I know drinking did nothing to a pregnant woman, so a glass or two won't fucking hurt. Why did this feel too intimate? I sighed remembering the vague memory from long ago, ‘Thank you, Weo’ back at Alejandro’s wedding… Her shoe h