Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire

40. Something I’ve Never Shared 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... 5 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. 2

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? 3

I sighed remembering the vague memory from long ago, ‘Thank you, Weo‘ back at Alejandro‘s wedding... Her shoe had slipped off, and I remember slipping it on for her. I remember thinking she was cute… Who would have thought, the confused little she–wolf would turn out to be mine. 7

I looked at the bottle in my hand, considering putting it away, only for the sound of a door shutting to reach my ears, followed by the sound of her heels on the floor, making me look up. She came into view, stretching her arms, only to make her top ride up slightly, showing off a little more skin.

Damn, she looked so fucking good...

Her eyes met mine and she seemed to become more serious, as she lowered them slowly. I was fucking forgetting my own rules... All I could see was her... 4 I was right, we should never be in a room alone together. “Whiskey? Hmm maybe Corrado was right; it wasn‘t just him who wanted to spend time with me.” She smirked as she came over before sitting on the sofa and crossing those sexy legs of hers. I poured two glasses, giving her an emotionless look “Don‘t kid yourself. I just need a drink if I’m going to spend another couple of hours with you. “I mocked arrogantly. She raised an eyebrow challengingly. “And here I was under the impression that you were super smart. I never knew whiskey could help take the edge off anything for a werewolf. If this was absinthe, I‘d get it.” She countered.

Was I fucking losing my brain cells? 2

She wasn‘t fucking wrong... But I blame her... She was the one who fucked with my head.

“It‘ll keep me occupied.” I replied sitting down, leaving a gap between us and trying not to stare at her legs.

She reached for the whiskey glass, and my gaze fell to the tattoo on her wrist —–the word‘ Strength‘.

It was as sexy as the rest of her. What I liked best was that she didn‘t need to try attention… Just like at the club, even with the strippers swinging on those poles, it was her who had caught my attention... Before I even knew who the fuck she was.

“Occupied by what? You aren‘t scared to be around me all alone, right?” She looked at me with those big eyes of hers, and I knew that she fucking knew the effect she had on me… just the way I had an effect on her.

“Careful there, Little She–Wolf, you don‘t want to play with fire.” I warned, picking up my own glass and sitting back.

she fucking loved to play with fire…

half my glass as she sipped on hers

turning so she was facing me, one of her legs

mother... It was obvious

anything.” She didn‘t respond, and

dead feeling the pack link break. Her parents and brother were killed years ago when their pack was destroyed. Her nephew, Stefan Herrmann, a cousin of mine, he was the one I ended up finding but they were living like humans. There was only a handful of them left, his father had made an enemy

glass, remembering that time. Once again,

him I‘d help deal with the bastard and they were welcome to come to England and join our pack or at least reside here until they were safe. He agreed as his mate was pregnant too.” . I looked at her and it was

her stomach. It still felt fucking surreal that

and I knew something was wrong. I got back there

she was silent because now tliat I had fucking started this...

to its fucking shape. I killed him, but I was too late to save them. I was about to leave that scene: the fire was spreading, but then I heard a heartbeat...” “Corrado...” She whispered. 2 I nodded, remembering how I had run to Adele, rolling her onto her back, to see the bundle in her arms, still connected to her by

to keep him silent, but I‘m sure if I hadn‘t killed Karl he would have killed the baby too. So I brought him

our eyes met, I knew she wouldn‘t tell

and sadness were clear

and pleasure through me.“and I think your decision is perfect... Maybe when he‘s an adult, and if you ever wanted to tell him that‘s ok, but I don‘t think he needs to know as a child... Sometimes I wish I had never known about Indigo and Fred... I don‘t get my parents‘ love

at her, my own emotions a storm and saw the sadness in her eyes. I never

a fucking idiot, but what about her

your secrets. I mean, I didn‘t even tell anyone about your dick piercings...” She pulled a face and shut up. “Got it.” I smirked, and silence settled between us. I swallowed, pouring another glass of whiskey for myself and downing it at once. “So... you got some issues with your past too huh, and I don‘t mean your fucking ex.” She sighed heavily and stared

if I died as long as she had him.” The pain and bitterness were clear in her voice. “Mama and Dad love her; they always try to talk about her and incorporate her into things. I hate that. I don‘t like her. I wish I could tell them that. They are my

Alejandro sent him away to his death. I bet if he was alive. I‘d

frowned slightly, I could tell she hadn‘t told anyone about this. “You need to tell your parents that, otherwise it‘s just going to keep on

giving advice. Do

when I‘m being an ass or stubborn. But I‘m a hypocrite like

saw her bite her lip and

sure loved a