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.

demon form continuously; a form that was so dangerously beautiful, that any unmated wolf wouldn’t be able to deny her

churro.” Delsanra replied,

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

a slice of the chocolate cake into one

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

a piece of the cake with my fingers, turning in his arms and resisting the urge to

me, before taking hold of my hand and taking the cake from my

his throat, shooting him a glare, and I giggled. Nine years together and despite Dad himself being open with PDA, Alejandro’s no filter mouth was a bit

I liked how dirty my man got. I bit my lip, my stomach knotting as he slowly licked my fingers, not giving a care for Dad’s intense

to tease him.’ I mind

to fuck you day

taste of chocolate cake

I pushed the feeling of unease away, but even then, I knew I couldn’t ignore that

opened my mouth, but once again I felt blank, unable to form the letters. The more I thought about it, the more the words

quietly, his eyes on Mom before

Alejandro with concern. Marcel was Alejandro’s other brother, however, due to a complicated past his son, Leo, who was now seventeen, had begun to hate the rest of the family, especially his cousin

we’ll be seeing him on any future occasion.” Alejandro said coldly, and although his face was emotionless, this

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,

come around.” Dad said

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

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girls to bed and walked over to the

then why couldn’t I even speak about the letter?

before I left 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

people, Mr Rossi.” I scolded with a

too, Mrs Rossi.” He growled back,

my head to stare up at him, not missing how his eyes flashed, dragging his gaze away from my

I fucking

in my mind and I glanced back at the

men do a thorough search of the area. You need to relax.” He

breathed, my core

me up bridal style and carried me

about to fuck me the way I liked best. Alejandro style. I bit my lip, the burning desire of want pooling in my core. I could smell my arousal perfuming the air and from the way his eyes glowed red,

haven’t even punished you.” He remarked arrogantly as he leaned over me,