Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

Her Cold-Hearted Alpha Chapter 3

A Chase

ALEJANDRO

The smell of sex and sweat hung in the air, the sound of skin against skin and moans from the two women who lay on the bed filled the room. They kissed each other as I fucked one of them. I didn’t really feel anything, even as my release rushed through me. I simply pulled out and got off the bed, taking a drag from the cigarette that was between my lips. Not even bothering to cast the two she-wolves I had just fucked a second glance. They won’t be able to walk for a good day or two.

They had fulfilled their purpose, and now I didn’t want to see them again.

Women were all the same to me. I fucked them and I moved on.

I was 34 and I didn’t have a mate, but I’m glad. I am not mate material. I am a fucking twisted freak of nature, I guess not being a werewolf meant I didn’t get one. It’s been over lo years and I accepted that fact. It just meant I could have a hundred women if I wanted, and I have had a lot more than that. And I wouldn’t need to deal with a so-called soul mate.

I didn’t have a fucking heart, nor did I care. There was no place in me for anyone else and that is the way I liked it. To be alone. I’ve seen countless men fall to their knees to please their women.

I wasn’t one of them. Some called it a curse that I didn’t have a mate, I called it a fucking perk.

No bitch to fuck with my head, the only thing I needed fucking with, was my dick and I got plenty of that.

I walked into the bathroom to wash their filth off me. I didn’t bother turning the light on. What’s the point when I could see in the dark? I frowned, stepping into the shower after tossing the cigarette into the bin.

water pour over me. I didn’t feel anything. Not the cold, not the pleasure. It was all the same. Years had passed and with each one, I felt more animal than human. The only thing that made me feel alive was pain and

kill. I made it my sole purpose was to clear the

body and was rinsing off when I felt someone mind linking

but had refused his position to be b y my side. Probably the closest thing I had

‘Where?’ I linked back.

soon, we might be able to

on him felt like some entertainment. The man was on my council, but we hated each other’s guts. H e was only 6 years older than me, but he was one of those cocky bastards I loved to piss off. I was meant to visit him tomorrow. I think I’d move

‘Darien’

‘Yeah, Alpha?’

left the bathroom and walked over to the bed to grab my phone. One of the she-wolves stirred and sat up holding her sheets to her chest.

location although he came for pack meetings often. So, it would actually

to admit, he had the strongest

with threats and were sent out. I was settled not too far from my brother’s pack. But not too

the Alpha’s to submit, and I claimed my position

shorts. They were baggy enough and wouldn’t rip when

wasn’t your ordinary werewolf. I was a Lycan.

pack is safer with my reign over them. Innocent wolves don’t get abused. If they do, they know I’m

were werewolves who had eaten werewolves and become something different. They lived

then there was the Manangal’s, vampire- like creatures with elongated limbs, long claws, teeth and surrounded b y a revolting smell. They preyed on children and pregnant

things were made with dark magic. And although I had been working on tracking