King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

ALEJANDRO

The kids were having a fucking blast, and as much as I wanted Kiara to have been here, I knew yesterday that whatever happened was on her mind and she needed rest. I made sure the villa was surrounded by guards. The kids were safe with me, but I was not going to fucking risk leaving her alone.

This place was pretty fucking neat, with the mountain backdrop, the waterfall and the clear river. The greenery and the trees were in full bloom, and the sound of birds chirping in the trees rang in the clear blue sky.

I frowned, watching Dante take his shirt off, seemingly irritated, and I realised what he was about to do.

“Dante, don’t.” I warned, closing the gap between us and grabbing his hand as he was about to yank the necklace of concealment off.

“Dad, I just want to go in the water without this, I feel stronger without it.” He frowned.

A sliver of guilt rushed through me, knowing we were practically subduing him as a person, but without it, he had the aura of a full-fledged Alpha… That was something I couldn’t risk anyone finding out. He had worn this necklace since birth, it had been given to us as a repayment gift by a witch when Kiara healed her.

“Dante, listen to me son.” I crouched down placing my hands on his shoulders. “I know you don’t want to keep it on, but it’s for your safety.”

I hope he understood, the annoyance in his eyes told me he did but he didn’t like it.

“When I grow up, I’m never hiding who I am.” He said defiantly.

I nodded, brushing his wet hair off his forehead.

“Got it, I just need you strong enough to protect your-”

Something was wrong. I could feel it, like a wave of darkness and unease washing over me.

My heart thundered as I stood up, scanning the area – Sky and Kat. Where were they? Skyla’s heartbeat reached my ears.

“Girls!”

seeing the top of both their heads behind a large rock. Thank the fucking goddess they were together. Kat’s ability of being able to hide her heartbeat fucking messed with me.

from the trees, in every fucking direction. There were far too many to count, their fur all similar shades of auburn and browns, and their eyes burning a shade of crimson-orange that

I told Dante as I

first wolf that reached us to shreds, turning my head to swipe

although it was faint. I slammed another one away from them. One fucking wolf or a hundred, I would handle

burning eyed wolves and the beating hearts of my pups were

thought was to protect them by

“Dad!” Dante shouted.

could attack the

another wolf dig deep into my back. I growled, throwing him off, allowing my aura to roll of me in waves, but it did nothing to stop the wolves from advancing. I turned, ripping

I heard Dante

was planning,

out from behind the rock and aiming for my phone that lay on the rock a few metres away. Several wolves

dead

launching myself at the back of the closest one. Another barrelled into my back and I was thrown to the rocky ground, a wolf

“Dad!” Dante’s voice came.

Fuck.

yet even then the flame eyed wolves refused to back away. Almost as if

in my mouth. I lunged forward, blocking the girls from being attacked.

was fighting a wolf off with a stick. He may be eight, but he was already an impressive fighter. Yet, he was still just a pup, he was no match for these. Growling menacingly, I ripped the attacker off him. I was about to

one of the

No.

never before, digging its claws into me as I growled, running after the wolf only for another six to jump on my back. I stared at her, seeing the wolf run further and further away, her body being flung around like a rag doll