Her Cold-Hearted Alpha
Chapter 7
7. Towel & Tattoos KIARA Dad was blowing things way out of proportion , blaming Liam for something that wasn’t even his fault . We were in the family lounge , although we were keeping our voices low . Everyone was tense and pissed . ” Alright , I get it . I’m sorry ! ” Liam said closing his eyes , trying to be the calmer one . ” Dad enough ! ” I said frustrated . Mum frowned , placing a hand on dads chest . She was angry we had lied but what did they expect ? They always blamed Liam and I hated it . ” Elijah . Enough . She’s ok and you need to stop thinking she’s a baby . ” I gave mum a n appreciative smile . If anyone understood it was her , I just wished the others did too . I hated that Liam already blamed himself and now dad was only making matters worse . ” I get it , I messed up . I should have stayed with her until she came out of the bathroom . ” Liam said frowning . I shook my head, hell no.
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“Dad! Liam! I left the cinema of my own will. If I just returned to the screening room, I would
have been fine! Liam stop flipping blaming yourself.” I snapped.
Both men looked at me frowning. “You shouldn’t have left.” Dad said now looking at me. I wasn’t
wearing my cardigan now since everyone had already seen the bite and I saw his eyes flicker there
before concern and worry settled in tenfold. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath.
“I don’t need you to keep looking out for rue, I need to breathe. Goddess, I feel suffocated at
times!” I snapped. I know I sounded like a selfish bitch right now, when all they did was love me,
but it was suffocating.
“Kiara, you almost got killed again.”
“Dad. Please, I don’t want to hurt you guys, but you need to let me breathe.” I whispered, looking
at my brother and dad pleadingly. Nlum sighed.
“Elijah, Liam, you two do need to give her space. Especially you, Elijah.”
“Red… fuck she almost died; this is what? The seventh fucking time?! She’s had enough near- death
experiences for her entire life. I am not going to lose her, nor d o I need that asshole to think I
owe him anything.” Dad hissed, his eyes flashing. His Alpha aura rolled off him. It affected m e
the most. The other two were Alpha’s after all.
“So, this is about the Alpha upstairs?!” I asked angrily, trying not to let his aura bother me too
much.
“No… But he’s saved you twice now. I feel like I can’t protect you. I don’t want to suffocate you
Kia, but you’re not making matters better. From now on, you are not going anywhere alone.” His tone
held a cold finality. I could see the anger swirling in his eyes. It was emanating from him in
Alpha’s fault…
I turned and stormed out, running up the stairs.
“Kiara!” Dad called.
not hearing anything she just said?”
who stood near the bed but it only lasted a second. My eyes widened in shock when my eyes ran over him. Never had a man looked so handsome as the one before me. Every ridge and dip of his muscular body was beyond perfection. Tattoos covered his arms, chest and his entire neck. I had seen those downstairs peeping out. He wore a few silver necklaces around his neck, which only added to how sexy he looked. Yes, I had thought he was handsome then… But now in nothing but
come running.” I frowned. What did that even mean? I got my answer when he shut the door behind me. My eyes widened and I glared at him. “Don’t get ideas. I’m eighteen, aren’t you like dad’s age?” I
couldn’t hear my racing heart. He raised an eyebrow.“Oh yeah, I forgot. Daddy’s little girl is still a baby, right?” He mocked.
“That’s not true.” My eyes flashed in annoyance. How dare he, I don’t care if he was the Alpha
king… His eyes narrowed, flashing a dangerous red as he closed the gap between us. I stepped
back.
“Prove it.” He said in a lower voice, that sent shivers down my spine.
“Excuse me?”
daddy’s precious little baby.” His eyes bore into mine and I felt like swearing when my back hit the
over dinner.” “I didn’t. I just stated a fucking fact. If that caused an issue, I don’t fucking care. So…don’t piss me off. You’ll learn that my instincts to