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 doesn’t bring up the fact, he saved her last night.

let’s not mention

I can decide the outcome of this match.” He says calmly, but the arrogance in that

isn’t as innocent

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 and if you win, and only

“Then I apologise in advance. However, I do have a request.” He says, locking his car and slipping his keys into his

tossing my cigarette to the ground and crushing it beneath

the area around us before they

we make sure we

What?

fucking shy

He doesn’t reply.

He’s serious…

give a fuck

turn my head

out.” I command. My eyes blaze red and I look Royce straight in the eyes as I feel the few

fucker is a good

even blink despite the command and power that I’m

hell is this fucker

my shirt and tossing it

shirt and cardigan off and

is now gone. There’s a calculating look in

not come out.’ I say through the link to Kiara. After all, we were leaving today, and I knew she had

the academy had asked

are hoping Sky will

asks, instantly

about to have a little

‘Al…’

Amore Mio… I know

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