King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

Chapter 37

37 Not Letting Her Go

ALEJANDRO

Crushing, agonising pain, that’s how it f*****g felt. I hated to admit it but I felt like I couldn’t breathe. She was my f*****g world, but she had forgotten me… Deep down I had hoped she wouldn’t forget me, but she had. F**k she had.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see the way she was hugging herself, her eyes watching me warily. Had she forgotten my touch? Nine years… Nine years of being together and she had forgotten it all.

The anger and hatred I felt for this so-called f*****g crimson king and his Djinn was growing. I was ready to pay the price to kill them both as long as it didn’t affect my queen. She stood by the window now, her heart racing, my shirt draping off her shoulder.

Amore Mio…

Focus Alejandro.

I was trying, f*****g trying to keep myself in control but the urge to go on a f*****g rampage was growing “You’re bleeding.” She said softly making me snap out of my thoughts. I looked down realising blood was spilling onto the floor where I had dug my claws into my palms. “It’ll heal.” I replied, my voice sounding cold but seeing her flinch hurt f*****g more. I had a feeling she had forgotten her abilities too… “Is this your pack?” She asked looking out of the window. “Yeah, it’s our pack.” I correct. “The Night Walkers Pack.” “Night Walkers…. Isn’t that the name of the Lycan King’s pack…” She asked thoughtfully.

My heart thudded, so there were things she still remembered.

“Yeah, you’re f*****g looking at him.” I remarked crossing my arms as I walked over to her. Instinctively she stepped back until her a*s touched the wall behind her. “You’re the Lycan king?” She looked

confused and I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, I f*****g am.” I replied. Would she remember me if I kissed her? I wasn’t sure but I was not going to f*****g risk it and end up pushing her away. No matter how much I wanted to express my love to her and show her that she was my f*****g lifeline I couldn’t. Not until she was ready…

Raihana hadn’t been able to pick anything up…so whatever this is… it should be able to be undone by killing the Djinn… “I’m going to use the bathroom…” She said, smoothly moving away from me. “Through there.” I jerked my head towards the dressing room and bathroom and she all but

ran.

I heard her shut and bolt the door, something she would never usually do, leaving me alone in our bedroom. I looked at the ground feeling tiredness settle over me.

Life…

I walked over to the bed, dropping onto it and picked up my phone, I stared at the image on my lock screen… Me, Kiara and the kids… I unlocked it and stared at my wallpaper. Her and I…

The smile that lit up her face… F**k.

I swallowed, clicked on her number and skimmed through the messages. ‘Love you more…. Can’t f*****g wait to see you when I’m back… Want me to make you brownies tonight?… One hundred f*****g percent, do I get to smear them over your t**s and lick them off?… I like the idea…’ I kept scrolling, each one making the pain in my chest grow.

How did it come to this?

I frowned remembering her voice message from last night, I scrolled down until I reached it and clicked on it.

“Alejandro… I know I can say this in person, but I just wanted to tell you… I love you; I will always love you… no matter what.” 5

Her voice became a whisper, and I could tell she was fighting back her tears.

“I thought I’d message instead, because tonight we might get a little busy and I… I might forget to tell you…I love you; I love you, Alejandro. No matter what the future holds, you’re mine and I’m yours.”

The message ended and I closed my eyes, hanging my head. This was a f*****g nightmare…a f*****g nightmare that I wasn’t able to wake up from… What did the f****r want? Did he not give a f**k that his son was here? Was this all a f*****g game, what was he waiting for?

—–

It was two hours later and I was pacing the hall. Elijah had shown up, having run in wolf form and Kiara had been f*****g ecstatic to see him. In a way, I was glad she remembered someone, at least someone who could guide her, but it still f*****g killed me that she had forgotten me… I was half of her soul… So why had she forgotten me…

She had been uncomfortable with me in the room, so I had stepped out. They were in our bedroom, still talking, although I was out here I could still pick up what they were discussing despite the soundproof walls. I guess having far better hearing than Some of her questions made my heart f*****g clench though.

‘How long have I and Alejandro been together?’ ‘How did we meet?

‘I’m scared.’

Elijah had explained everything that happened with this f*****g Crimson King, and from what I could tell even showed her some videos of our wedding and s**t. For the last half an hour she had been asking about the children, their favourite food, their

likes, dislikes, personalities… it was obvious she was going to give it her all for them.

You could take away her memories, but you cannot f*****g take away her personality, good heart, or what she believed in. I hoped deep down… the memory of her love for us all remained

Because I f*****g felt empty… “What about Alejandro? He seems…cold.” Kiara’s hesitant soft voice came.

Had I been cold? Didn’t f*****g mean to. What the f**k was I meant to do now? Be gentle? 1 don’t even know the meaning of that s**t. I can’t act like a f*****g p***y now, can I?

Elijah chuckled.

“Coming from you that’s a first, his cold exterior has never bothered you.” “So this was our wedding…” I heard the faint music as she replayed the video. “We look happy

I stopped pacing, leaning against the wall near the door as I lit a cigarette. “You two are happy together and I’m positive that things will return to you.” Elijah’s firm reply came. “Your memory may have gone, but you are still the woman that I’m proud to call my daughter. The Lycan king’s queen and the best of mothers. I would love to take you home to give you time to heal but the kids need you, Alejandro needs you here. Just follow your heart Kiara and I’m sure you’ll be ok.”

“Yeah… I can’t believe I’m twenty-six… I was somehow imagining myself so much younger.” She laughed sounding embarrassed. “When I woke up, I was thinking you would kill me.” “Nine years too late. He’s sixteen years older than you, imagine how I felt when I found out you and he were mated when you were only eighteen…”

She giggled and I couldn’t resist the twitch at the corner of my lips. Elijah was right, she could forget me, but not the bond or the love that remained subconsciously.

So, all I had to do was win her over. It wasn’t that f*****g hard the first time and that time I tried to push her away. This time I wasn’t going to let her go, no matter what.

With renewed resolve, I took a long drag on my cigarette. Call it corny or s**t but what we had between us was far too strong for any power in the heavens or earth to destroy and I was ready to prove that to the f*****g world.

It was a few hours later and Kiara had asked Elijah to stay for a while longer. He agreed and said as long as he didn’t have to see the d******d Kenneth whilst he was here. Well, we were on the same f*****g page. I had gotten Darien to entertain the f****r because I was done with that d******d.

I had gotten ready, waiting for Kiara to come out of the dressing room. When she did, she was dressed in a black strapless corset and some wet look pants with heels. Her hair was open and her face was free from makeup. For a moment she reminded me of the young woman I had met at the Blood Moon Pack.

She was still wary of me, although all I wanted to do was pull her close and kiss her until she f*****g begged me to take her. Instead, I had to be the f*****g gentlemen and so I tried not to

stare at her b***s all pushed up in that corset and swallowed instead.

Down boy.

“Let’s get going.” I said sounding as cold as ever.

Yeah, I can’t do nice, but it doesn’t matter, she’ll fall for me because this was what she f*****g fell in love with. She was no f*****g angel so we were going to be fine. We had to be. She nodded, strands of her sandy brown hair falling in front of her eyes, I shoved my hands into my pockets although all I wanted was to reach out and brush them back. We entered the lounge where Rayhan, Delsanra and Dante were having breakfast already.

“Dante.” Kiara murmured.

Dante looked at her sharply as Kiara inched forward before she crouched down before him, reaching over hesitantly she cupped his face.

“It’s ok, Mom… you don’t need to pretend.” He said quietly, making me glance up.

Rayhan and Delsanra turned too as Kiara shook her head.

“I’m not pretending.” She whispered, sounding genuinely upset before wrapping her arms around him tightly. He hugged her back his eyes trained on me.

“Your memory…” He mumbled.

“I’m sorry.” Kiara whispered moving back as she took his hands, kissing them gently. “Don’t be. It’s not in your control.”

Rayhan looked at me with concern in his eyes and I remembered I still needed to talk to him about Maria.

“Kiara, Alejandro, are you eating in the lounge or dining room?” Maria asked from behind. “Dining room is fine.” I said, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and kissing her forehead. “Yes, I’m watching television, can I not be disturbed?” Dante remarked.

“I don’t think I’ve watched this much TV since I first had the leisure to.” Delsanra added, looking up at Rayhan with a smile on her lips.

He kissed her passionately before smirking slightly. “Yeah, I guess there’s a lot more we prefer to do in our free time.” He whispered, although we all heard.

“We don’t want to know.” Dante retorted with a small pout as Maria smiled. 1 “Go eat.” Maria said to the two of us and Kiara slowly stood up before smiling at Rayhan and Delsanra.

We left the room and she looked at me.

“The man with the long hair, he looks a little like you.” 2

“He f*****g doesn’t.” I growled.

She blinked but didn’t speak and I sighed. “He’s my brother’s kid. Maria, the woman at the door is his mom.” I explained.

GO

Don’t go comparing that f****r to me, why the f**k did she think that? I know it was just my ego and the memory of that one night that didn’t want me to be compared to him. Even if

ilarities which I doubted. I don’t want my woman pointing that s**t out.

“You don’t like him?” She asked curiously.

I gave her a cold glare. “Na, we’re cool.” She didn’t speak after that and I felt f*****g guilty. I swear this was f*****g rough. We entered the dining room and Kataleya smiled seeing us. “Mama, look we having pancakes.” Skyla said stabbing a pancake viciously “Oh, they look lovely.” Kiara said walking over to her and giving her a peck on the forehead.“ Hey Kat.” Kataleya smiled, Kiara gave her a hug and kiss before taking a seat next to her. “Good morning Mama, good morning Daddy.” Kataleya said smiling at us both. “Morning angel.” I said ruffling their hair before I sat down opposite my three girls. “Mama, I put Nutella on my pancake and Skyla had maple syrup.” Kat explained quietly. “Oh, they look so yummy.” Kiara smiled, looking much more relaxed than she did when we were alone.

“I love syrup, shall I tell you what syrup is made out of?” Skyla smirked, her green eyes glinting, and I knew for a fact whatever she was going to say was going to be f*****g twisted.

“Sure, enlighten us.” I said taking a gulp of my coffee. “It’s the blood of aliens.” She whispered loudly, holding a square of pancake up and letting the maple drip onto her plate. “Eeee!” Kataleya shuddered, giggling a little.

“I think it’s more like melted gold.” Kiara added.

Skyla shook her head.

“No no, it’s blood.” She said in a hushed sinister voice. This kid was f*****g psychotic but guess so was I. 1

Kiara smiled and our eyes met, her heart skipped a beat before she looked away. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Yeah, it still hurt like a b***h.

It was a short while later and Elijah was about to leave, Kiara was in the living room playing a game of monopoly with Del, Maria and the kids. I had filled Maria in about Kiara’s situation along with Darien and Serena.

“What’s the issue between you and Ken-f*****g-Arden?” I asked glancing at the d******d.

Elijah frowned.

“It doesn’t matter.”

“I want to know.” I said as Rayhan tilted his head looking at us.

We were all standing near the car Elijah would drive back. Darien had been the one to bring the car, he too remained silent, watching Elijah. We all wanted to know, and Elijah’s reaction was only making me more intrigued. “It’s in the past.” Elijah replied, irritation clear in his tone. “Not if you can’t get over it.” I remarked smoking my cigarette as Elijah got into the driver’s seat of the Range Rover. I had lost count of

how many cigarettes I’d been through since morning. Elijah gave me a scathing glare as he shoved his hands into his pockets. “No.”

“The f****r tried to get me to agree to tie my girls with his fuckers. In a f*****g alliance, I don’t need him or that f*****g alliance, not sure what the f**k he considers himself. So, for him to have the f*****g cheek, makes me think what he did to p**s the s**t out of you.” I growled, my hand on the car door.

Elijah’s eyes flashed and he shook his head before exhaling. “That’s crazy…” He sighed. “You’re f*****g pushy.” “I f*****g know.” I retorted knowing I had won. “I don’t know if you remember, but I once saved Raf’s life…” A silence fell over’us as both Rayhan and I nodded, Raf had mentioned it many times but never told the story behind it. I never asked because I was never f*****g interested. “It was thanks to that f*****g d******d that he almost died.”

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