Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

Her Cold-Hearted Alpha Chapter 7

Towel & Tattoos KIARA Dad was blowing things way out of proportion , blaming Liam for something that wasn’t even his fault . We were in the family lounge , although we were keeping our voices low . Everyone was tense and pissed . ” Alright , I get it . I’m sorry ! ” Liam said closing his eyes , trying to be the calmer one . ” Dad enough ! ” I said frustrated . Mum frowned , placing a hand on dads chest . She was angry we had lied but what did they expect ? They always blamed Liam and I hated it . ” Elijah . Enough . She’s ok and you need to stop thinking she’s a baby . ” I gave mum a n appreciative smile . If anyone understood it was her , I just wished the others did too . I hated that Liam already blamed himself and now dad was only making matters worse . ” I get it , I messed up . I should have stayed with her until she came out of the bathroom . ” Liam said frowning . I shook my head, hell no.

“Dad! Liam! I left the cinema of my own will. If I just returned to the screening room, I would have been fine! Liam stop flipping blaming yourself.” I snapped.

Both men looked at me frowning. “You shouldn’t have left.” Dad said now looking at me. I wasn’t wearing my cardigan now since everyone had already seen the bite and I saw his eyes flicker there before concern and worry settled in tenfold. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath.

“I don’t need you to keep looking out for rue, I need to breathe. Goddess, I feel suffocated at times!” I snapped. I know I sounded like a selfish bitch right now, when all they did was love me,

but it was suffocating.

“Kiara, you almost got killed again.”

“Dad. Please, I don’t want to hurt you guys, but you need to let me breathe.” I whispered, looking at my brother and dad pleadingly. Nlum sighed.

“Elijah, Liam, you two do need to give her space. Especially you, Elijah.”

“Red… fuck she almost died; this is what? The seventh fucking time?! She’s had enough near- death experiences for her entire life. I am not going to lose her, nor d o I need that asshole to think I owe him anything.” Dad hissed, his eyes flashing. His Alpha aura rolled off him. It affected me the most. The other two were Alpha’s after all.

“So, this is about the Alpha upstairs?!” I asked angrily, trying not to let his aura bother me too much.

anywhere alone.” His tone held a cold finality. I

turned and stormed out,

“Kiara!” Dad called.

I heard mum’s annoyed reply. Goddess, I loved the woman. I was about to storm to my room when I stopped outside the room next door to mine. The intoxicating woody scent hit my senses and I paused. Without thinking, I pushed open the door. If he hadn’t told dad, then

eyes ran over him. Never had a man looked so handsome as the one before me. Every ridge and dip of his muscular body was beyond perfection. Tattoos covered his arms, chest and his entire neck. I had seen those downstairs peeping out. He wore

towel that was precariously low on his hips, showing off more tattoos that

making my eyes widen and I felt my cheeks flush slightly. He plugged his phone into the charger before walking over to me. Even his walk oozed power and arrogance. “What

mean? I got my answer when he shut the

I said, stepping back. I hope he couldn’t

yeah, I forgot. Daddy’s little girl is still

he, I don’t care if he was the Alpha king… His eyes narrowed, flashing a dangerous

in a lower

“Excuse me?”

head and I knew he could hear the thudding of my heart. Nly

to you. You shouldn’t have made a big deal

don’t fucking care. So…don’t piss me off. You’ll learn that my instincts to kill are

was low, his dark

not to focus on the fact that he was only in a towel. Was it strange that I