Chapter 58

A Match

ALEJANDRO.

“Like real men, let’s spar, pretty boy.”

He gets out of the car, and I stare at the younger man, who is as tall as me. He has similarities in looks to his father, but so far I hate to admit I haven’t gotten that same vibe from him that I get from Ken-Fucking-Arden, but still, he is ultimately an Arden…

He throws me… the way he is completely not fucking affected by me.

There’s only a small handful of people who can withstand my aura. Yet there is something about this one that is even more unnerving. There’s not even a blink of unease from him.

There have been moments I’ve let all my aura out, yet shockingly, he didn’t even realise, and I assure you the fucker isn’t that dense that he was just dumb or some shit, just somehow… it doesn’t affect him… my aura does nothing.

But I also don’t sense vast power from him, so how is he doing it?

He killed something that no one was able to kill, the serpent… Even until now, I don’t get how a single sword killed that shit. There has to be more to it.

He shuts the door of his fucking sleek car. How the fuck did he just climb out of a sports car looking as if he wasn’t just cramped into that shit?

No wonder Skyla fell for the fucker… he’s just fucking smooth and slick.

Like I said, pretty boy.

“I really don’t mind sparring with you, Alpha Alejandro, but can I ask the reason behind it?”

Why? Cause I want to fucking pummel you ever since I found out you kissed my daughter?

“I’m just wondering what makes you think you’re worthy of my daughter. But why the fuck are you asking me that? You’re not scared, are you?”

he saved her last night. I mean that kinda makes him worthy

let’s not mention

just need to know so I can decide the outcome of this match.” He says calmly,

as innocent as I

“So let me put it this way, if you lose, you don’t get to see Skyla, you will take your ass and shiny car and drive right out the way you came

However, I do have a request.” He says, locking his

that?” I ask, tossing my cigarette to the ground and crushing

scan the area around

we make sure we don’t have an

What?

fucking shy or some

He doesn’t reply.

He’s serious…

give a fuck

turn my

red and I look Royce straight in the eyes as I feel the few scattered

won’t mind. The fucker is a good

despite the command and power that

is this fucker made

my shirt and tossing it to the stone

and cardigan

amusement on his face is now

I say through the link to Kiara. After all, we were

and although the academy had asked for anyone who was there to come forward, no one had done so

hoping Sky will be able to identify

Kiara asks,

Pretty Boy, about to have

‘Al…’

down Amore Mio… I know what I’m

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