King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

KIARA

“Time to cut the cake!” Mom called, making both Skyla and Kataleya turn in excitement.

I smiled. The kids had just spent the last hour playing games and I think they were ready for some dessert now.

“Oh, I can’t wait!” Skyla exclaimed, skipping over to the cake, pulling her sister along with her. Alejandro picked both up, making them giggle when he kissed their cheeks.

“Daddy’s beard is poky.” Kataleya giggled cutely, patting her dad’s cheek before kissing him.

“Yeah well, I ain’t going to have a fucking babyface now am I?” Alejandro smirked, nudging his cheek against her own, making her giggle.

“Where’s the knife?” Skyla asked.

This girl and her love for weapons!

“Here, now be careful, ok?” I warned her, passing her the knife and placing Kataleya’s hand on top of her sister’s as everyone began singing happy birthday.

I kept my hand on top of the girls, guiding it to the cake and helped them slice it before I took the cake and fed them both a piece each, kissing them after I did so.

“Happy birthday, my angels.” I whispered, before my eyes met Alejandro’s.

He leaned forward, kissing me softly, before he turned to the girls in his arms.

“Now, how about you two feed me some cake? Let’s see if it at least tastes any better than it fucking looks.”

“Daddy! It’s pretty! It’s a unicorn cake!” Skyla scolded.

“Yeah, we’re fucking werewolves. Why would you want a cake of an animal that doesn’t exist and one that looks weird as fuck?” Alejandro remarked, allowing them to feed him cake.

“All children would want that cake.” Delsanra added.

“Guys, I wouldn’t mind a cake like that!” Raihana added.

“Actually, I wouldn’t want a cake like that, but then again, I’m not a kid, right Del?” Dante asked Delsanra, giving her a charming smirk.

I shook my head. Ever since the first time he saw the white-haired beauty, he had developed an infatuation with her, and despite getting older, that didn’t seem to have vanished – much to the irritation of his cousin Rayhan.

saw her demon form continuously; a form that was so dangerously beautiful, that any unmated

Delsanra

Rayhan frowned, pulling Delsanra into his arms and making a few of the others chuckle. This was an ongoing thing with them, but I did

just about to put a slice of the chocolate

voice sent shivers of pleasure through me as his hand caressed my stomach, making a jolt of

a piece of the cake with my fingers, turning in his arms

He winked at me, before taking hold of

glare, and I giggled. Nine years together and despite Dad himself being

I liked how dirty my man got. I bit my lip, my stomach knotting

him.’ I mind linked

fuck you day in and day fucking out. Not my

chocolate

happy… I pushed the feeling of unease away, but even then, I knew I couldn’t ignore that someone had placed it there… Or it

to form the letters. The more I thought about it, the more the words became jumbled. Just then, Dad and Mom came over, making me give up

asked quietly, his eyes on Mom before he looked at

other brother, however, due to a complicated past his

seeing him on any future occasion.” Alejandro said coldly, and although his face was

and uncaring he often looked or may appear; he was one of the most attentive and loving people I knew. I placed a hand on his chest, and he looked down at me, giving me a cold smirk that told me he was

around.” Dad

count on it, but I’ll keep trying.” Alejandro replied, taking out a cigarette

—–

blanketed the woods, and everyone had left. I had just put the girls to bed and walked over to the

I even speak about the

the door silently behind me when suddenly, someone grabbed my arms and spun me

manhandle people, Mr

fucking sexy too, Mrs

seductively, turning my head to stare up at him, not missing how

about I

smiled. The letter flashed in my mind and I glanced back at the girls’

I’ve had the men do a thorough search of the area. You need to relax.” He kissed

breathed, my core clenching

sensual, illicit kisses that sent sparks of pleasure erupting through me. He lifted me up bridal style and carried me swiftly down the hall

way I liked best. Alejandro style. I bit my lip, the burning desire of want pooling in my core. I could smell

even punished you.” He remarked arrogantly as he leaned over me, pinning my