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.

form continuously; a form that was so dangerously beautiful, that

churro.” Delsanra

Delsanra into his arms and making a few of the others

a slice of the

feed me, Amore Mio?” His deep seductive voice sent shivers of pleasure through me as his hand caressed my stomach, making

you feed me?” I countered with a pout as I broke a piece of the cake with my fingers,

with something else…” He winked at me, before taking hold of my hand and taking the

and I giggled. Nine years together and despite Dad himself being open with PDA, Alejandro’s no

my lip, my stomach knotting as he slowly licked

him.’ I mind linked

He replied. ‘But I also want to fuck you day in and

taste of chocolate cake lingered in his

everything seems ok, everyone’s happy… I pushed the feeling of unease away, but even then, I knew I couldn’t

once again I felt blank, unable to form the letters. The more I thought about it, the more the words became jumbled. Just then,

come again?” Dad asked quietly, his eyes on Mom before he

was Alejandro’s other brother, however, due to a complicated past his son, Leo, who was now seventeen, had begun to

on any future occasion.” Alejandro said coldly, and although his face was emotionless, this was

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 said

keep trying.” Alejandro replied, taking

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girls to bed

then why couldn’t I even speak about the

room, closing the door silently behind me when suddenly, someone grabbed my arms and spun me around, my back slamming against a hard chest. It took me a fraction of a second before the sparks that coursed through me gave away who my

rude to manhandle people, Mr Rossi.” I scolded

fucking sexy too,

seductively, turning my head to stare

about I fucking

The letter flashed in my mind and I glanced back at

of the area. You need to relax.” He kissed my neck softly and I closed

my core clenching

my boobs as he squeezed them, his lips attacking my neck with sensual, illicit kisses that sent sparks of pleasure erupting through me. He lifted me up bridal style

burning desire of want pooling in my core. I could smell my arousal

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