Staying Stubbom ALEJANDRO I had locked myself in my office all day, drinking bottle after bottle. I don’t even know how many fucking cigarettes I have consumed. Her innocent pleas to stop hurting her fucking destroyed me. I should never have used her… I was strong enough to protect her… right? But that would only make sense if there was someone to protect her from me … I was a monster, she was someone with so much concern and love that it sure made up for my lack of it.
I often snapped, and if I ever hurt her… She couldn’t even heal herself. Hell even if she could, I didn’t want to hurt her. Yeah, I was already fucking doing that without trying… I stared at the ceiling; my feet crossed on my desk as I leaned back in my seat, feeling like a fucking train-wreck inside. I knew what I needed to do. Keep myself s o fucking busy that I didn’t have time to think about her.O It was now dark outside.
I had just sat here in the dark, not even bothering to move, all fucking day. A knock on the door brought me out of my reverie and Darien entered. Coughing as he waved his hand, shutting the door behind him. “What the hell?! Are you trying to kill yourself in here?” He said, going over to the windows and opening one. I raised an eyebrow. “If I wanted to fucking die, there’s plenty of better ways to go.” I shot back, glaring a t him. I had to admit it was a fucking smoke fest i n here. “What is it?” He asked, crossing his arms as he stayed near the window. “What the fuck do you mean what is it?” I said, playing dumb. I didn’t want to fucking talk to him. “What’s bothering you, Alejandro?” “No shit’s bothering me. You’re not a fucking shrink, so stop trying to fucking pry. Since you’re here, get the mating ceremony ball organised and up and running.” I said. “Already on it.” He said, with a nod.
” Serena’s managing it.” “Invite all the Alphas to it, two days after the ball will be my official engagement to Jasmin.” I said. My stomach twisted at the very fucking thought, but it was for the best. a “You sure, Alejandro?” He asked me. I hated how the fucker tried to get in my head. “I mean, are you sure she’s the right one? “What? You want me to take Kiara?” I mocked coldly. “Well, I didn’t mention names… But yes. She is an Alpha’s daughter, two Alpha’s at that. She’s actually the most ideal, plus the pack have nothing but praise to say about her. Well, apart from some of them crushing on her like crazy… %3D I glared at him, my anger rising at the fucking thought, but I said nothing, not wanting him to get even more fucking reasons to do my head in.
“My point is, she’s a far greater option than Jasmin. Yes, she’s young and probably has a mate out there… but if you keep her away from all male wolves on a blood moon, it’s all good…” He trailed off, feeling a bit guilty about his words. 2 I smirked coldly. “Evil fucker.” “Well, it’s an idea… “He grumbled. “If I tell Serena you said that…” I smirked coldly and he looked a little panicked. “Please don’t. You know, even she really likes Kiara. She’s a natural and the light that she brings, she’s special Alejandro. 11 I hated the fact he was telling me what I already knew. She was fucking special… And I’m sure she was made for me… I could accept it… No. I couldn’t. I’d only hurt her. I needed to stop thinking of shit like that. “Can you imagine me asking Elijah for his fucking daughter?” I remarked with a sadistic smirk. “I’d do that just to piss the dickhead off.” “You know, you two really need to work o n your ego’s.” Darien grumbled.
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