Her Cold-Hearted Alpha novel Chapter 17

KIARA

Dad’s words had shaken me but he had refused to allow me to join him . Dad , Liam and Jackson had gone , I knew even mom was irritated that dad told her to stay put . ” Come on , let’s go make sure everyone’s accounted for . ” Mom said frowning . Was everyone being called back ? How bad was it ? ” Any updates ? ” I asked , grabbing my staff as we left our house , rushing towards the packhouse . Mom was frowning and she nodded . ” It was a rogue attack . ” She replied . ” How did they get past patrol ? ” ” By killing them . ” Her reply shot through me . Someone had died , or more than one . We hadn’t had a loss of a pack member in years … ” Kiara , go to the hospital . Do what you can to help .

There are several injured . ir Mom’s voice was filled with urgency and I nodded , changing direction and heading t o the hospital . Even if I wanted to go to where the fight was , I knew where I would be of most help at . I wasn’t a professional medic when it came to human terms , but I knew a lot about werewolf healing and herbs that helped with the process . Grandma Amelia had taught me a lot . I had always been interested and although Grandma Amelia wasn’t into it herself , her husband had been and she had kept all his research – something she had gifted t o me on my fifteenth birthday . I still treasured them , they contained so much information . With the fear of ruining them , I had written everything out clearly and put his books away for safekeeping .

I now hurried through the small hospital . The magnolia walls and the white marble floors looked warm , a familiar place to me and one that felt like a second home also . Hearing a young woman sobbing , I changed directions until I found her sitting on the floor in the hall , crying . I frowned in concern . I knew her and it took me a moment to place her name , Barbara . She was a year older than me . I crouched down and placed a hand on her shoulder . She flinched until she realised who I was . ” Are you alright ? ” 2 ” No , he marked me . ” She sobbed . Showing me the mark that now stained her neck , almost fully healed . I didn’t know who she meant , watching as she pulled at her hair and showed me her neck . ” That fucking rogue ! He got away ! ” She sobbed in anguish . I pulled her into my arms , my own heart thudding . The fact that she was marked against her will brought back a memory from a few years ago , when mom had told me what she had been through .

Her own father had marked her , I could never imagine having such a horrible father . Marks were an interesting yet complex matter . Only one wolf can bear the mark o f another unless they had multiple destined mates . So , when you mark a second person , the first mark you made is removed automatically . When your mate dies and you decide to take a second mate , your late mates ‘ mark can only be removed by someone bearing your own mark . It was like my grandparents . When Grandad Jackson marked Grandma Jessica , she was able to mark Grandad in return , removing Dad’s mother’s mark only because she had passed away . E It was this very reason why dad had not been able to remove the mark from mom’s neck until they found out they were mates , because Zidane had been alive at the time .