Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire

120.The Blood Moon

MARCEL.

I enter pack grounds, driving slowly as I look up at the Blood Moon. Things always feel a little lonely on a Blood Moon… I sigh heavily, looking at the bags in the passenger side of the car and smile slightly.

I have been over at Alejandro’s pack today and Kiara has given me plenty of things for Azura. She is very excited about the baby’s arrival, however, Azura hadn’t wanted everyone to come, not wanting everyone fussing over her. Telling her family to come once she’s in labour if they must.

Enter title…

She’s going to have the baby soon; she’s been getting pains on and off for the last few days and I can’t wait to hold my grandchild in my hands. I don’t remember much about Leo as a child, and with Leo not really allowing me as much time with Corrado, I missed out on the newborn stage, something I am looking forward to.

Although I don’t think I’ll be very good with newborns.

I glance back at the bags on the seat next to me, deciding to stop at Leo’s and drop these off first. I need to ask if there’s anything they need me to do for when Elijah and Scarlett come down tomorrow.

With Leo as Alpha, life is peaceful, but at the same time, it’s a little empty… I have far too much time on my hands now… These are the times I do wish I had someone by my side, and then there’s a certain someone that I can’t seem to get out of my mind.

She cares… I saw that when I nearly died… but perhaps those feelings just aren’t strong enough. I don’t even know what I want. She’s young and may meet her mate. She clearly doesn’t want me, so why am I still going over this?

It irritates me.I park up outside the villa, deciding to go on foot from here. I walk around to the other side, grabbing the bags from the car.

“Alpha Marcel.” The guard greets from his post at the gates.

“Charles.” I greet him with a nod.

“The Alpha and Luna are not in.” He says as he holds out the scanner pad and I place my hand on it. Leo is extremely careful with security, and I don’t blame him. Not after what happened last time.

some things I’ll leave inside for them.” I say and he nods as the gates open, and I step through them, heading up

eleven and I know Rosaline will be in her own quarters

the door after me quietly; I haven’t seen her for at least three weeks… the

times and that was only through the window, since he had come into the lounge by himself. Otherwise, she avoids

the wall where no one can trip over them. With Azura pregnant, she needs to be careful. I place the bags on the ground, about to turn away, when a faint

stare down the hallway. My entire body seems to go into overdrive, and I

scent… the pull… This reminds me of the mate

surges forward like a beast on the prowl. I

down the hall, the scent getting stronger. It’s

lights are on, and the smell is even more amplified here. I enter the kitchen, my eyes blazing gold as they land on the delicate frame behind the counter, making a cup of tea. Her eyes fly open and for the first time since I’ve known her, her eyes dazzle a

stop myself. The word rings in

she stares at me in shock. Her eyes return to normal as she backs away. Her heart is thundering as

She looks even more beautiful than before if that is even possible. She’s in satin white pajamas and

a blood moon.” I say quietly, perhaps

mate? And it turns out to be the woman that

I say quietly, approaching her. She’s rooted to her spot, staring at me. I don’t know what to do… She’s not happy. I can see the turmoil in her

more alive than he ever has been, I’ve only ever felt his rage in battle or anger, this emotion is different… he wants her as much

for her, my fingers grazing her hand, bolts of delicious sparks course through me, making her eyes

as if wanting to say something and, for a moment, I feel as if she’s about to reject me when she suddenly

frustration. Why can

them two at a time. She’s a fast runner… I frown about to follow her when I realise what I’m doing and pause. I can’t follow her… Corrado’s asleep and maybe she just needs time… I have to prepare to be rejected too… after all, I’m a man in his sixties… why

on the bottom steps of the staircase, running my fingers through my hair. My head is pounding, my wolf’s rage rising and my own irritation and hunger all

there, head in hands and I only realise when the front door opens and the sound of Azura’s voice makes my head