Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

Her Cold-Hearted Alpha Chapter 5

A Protective Father

KIARA

“Someone who fucking saved you pup.” His deep voice sent shivers up my spine. His scent filled my senses.

“What’s your name?” I asked softly, feeling the heat from his body sent shivers of pleasure up my spine.

“Kiara.”

“Huh?” That’s my name- “Kiara! Kiara!” I frowned. The voice changed to one I recognised rather well. M y eyes flew open to see Raven hovering over me. I blushed, realising I had been dreaming. Pushing her back, I sat up.

The sun was shining through the curtains and I leaned over, turning my lights off.

“What were you dreaming about?” Raven asked, curiously staring at me.

“Nothing, why?”

“Your heart was racing.”

I shrugged innocently. “No idea.” I stretched, wincing at the spasming pain that shot up my shoulder and neck. I groaned as I clamped my hand over it. Raven was by my side instantly.

“Are you not healed?” she asked worriedly. “We may have to tell aunty Red and uncle El.”

“Not a good idea.” I said standing up. I tried not to flinch at the pain in my ankle. I t was always stiffer in the morning. I limped slightly as I made my way to the bathroom.

“I’ll use Liam’s shower; he’s already left for training.” Raven said, I nodded as I walked into my small bathroom. It wasn’t big, but it did have a tub with a shower combined.

I pulled Liam’s shirt off and looked in the floor-length mirror. Nly usual tan- skinned that was like dads, was a little paler than usual. Taking a moment to admire my underboob intricate chandelier tattoo.

I had gotten it a day after my 18th birthday, and I loved it. Dad had been a bit fussy, saying why did I get something

that would draw attention to my breasts. H e sure would have a heart attack if he saw my thigh tattoo that looked like a garter belt. I got that just over a week ago. He has yet to notice. I peeled the bandages off and looked at the bite mark. It was healing, albeit slower than normal. Feeling a little relieved,

I stepped into the shower, letting the warm water ease my achy shoulder.

An hour later, Raven and I headed downstairs. We had ended up having a pillow fight before we got dressed for the day. I wore a silk ivory Cami tucked into ripped denim skinny jeans and ivory flats. I donned a cardigan over the Cami to hide my shoulder. Although the bleeding had stopped,

the wounds were still there. I did love heels, but I couldn’t really wear them for long without my foot playing up. My hair was left open, and I just had my usual touch of tinted moisturiser,

highlighter, and smoky eyeliner and mascara. Nly lips were just coated with a tint of shea butter lip balm. I wore small dangle earrings and a few necklaces.

in our tracks. Dad

as they made out, the sound of moans clear as day.

show Uncle

lightly. I swear that only dad can make mum blush. I smiled and looked at my parents. Dad was

were young parents, but they looked like they were

think you’re way too innocent to be able to handle it.” Dad said to

true. I’m not

against the worktop. “You ok angel?” He looked over at me and I smiled shrewdly. Dad would always greet

dad. Not going to give me a hug?” I asked slyly. Dad smirked, pulling

sure you want

said, not trusting dad.

home before then. Is that true?” She asked sharply. Me and Raven exchanged looks. I nodded, not meeting mums’ eyes as I pulled open

aunty Red. That is what happened. Sooo what’s the plan for the kings’ visit?

the Omega,

is set.” She

said to her

Infact he’s in

heard he’s

growled, earning himself

said to Raven as we all headed to the dining room. Dad put his arm

said. I smiled at him. He never forgot to tell me that. Sometimes I feel like no one can love me more than dad loves me, but then I see how he looks at mum and I wish that I would find

the dining table, which was a nice, large solid wood oak table. I looked at the food,

have dinner here? Or you going to the packhouse?”

like people.” mum said, making dad raise an

people like

and I laughed whilst mum frowned at dad. “Seriously Elijah. He is the

is what dad hates.”

yes, ego issues.” Mum said,

asked. Dad frowned. “You don’t need to serve him. Gwen can handle

dad a kiss on the neck to soothe his growing

good, Uncle El you got to admit that.” Raven added, eating a

don’t want her t o waste

them the extent o f the pain as an adult. They don’t really know it hurts daily. It came to a point where I started saying it hurt less and less. A lie I learned to live with. I was hurt i n a rogue attack when I was

Although he saved me from getting killed,

nice. I mean, he saved her

smile vanished and Raven and

“Really?” I asked.