Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

ALEJANDRO

The moment Jasmin launched herself at m e I caught her by her waist, but my gaze flittered to the beautiful honey-haired princess who stood watching us. The flicker of hurt I saw in those blue rimmed green eyes of hers tugged at my * fucking heart. I hated hurting her but I kept doing it. It fucking killed me even more when she gave a gentle smile and walked off inside.

I didn’t bother kissing Jasmin back, her lavender and cinnamon scent didn’t appeal to me and neither did her lips. After kissing Kiara, this felt like a cheap knock off. I wondered what sex would feel like with someone else after I’ve now had a taste of her. Another piece of evidence that the chance of her being my fucking mate was strong.

This was all a fucked-up mess. I mean, I didn’t even stop anywhere on my way back for fun like I usually would have. 1 would never admit it, but I had just wanted to see her… I couldn’t even forget how gorgeous she looked last night. I stepped back from Jasmin, why the fuck was the woman even wearing heels? She was tall enough without them, but with those things on she towered over 6 feet. “Don’t ever kiss me again. Get too fucking clingy and I’ll end this.” I said dangerously. “Come on baby, we’re going to officially become one.

You’ve never said no to sex before.” She said, watching me sharply. It’s her, isn’t it?” I looked her dangerously and she went quiet. She wasn’t dumb, it was one of the reasons I tolerated her, I hated dumb women. She looked down and I knew she knew that I’d follow up on my fucking threat. If she thought me agreeing meant my feelings for her had changed, then she was in for a fucking surprise. “Kiara has nothing to do with this and even if she did, I don’t answer to anyone.

had on her as she stepped back, fear clear in her eyes. “You’ve agreed to marry a fucking monster. Remember that. Touch me without my

and what irked me was that I could see whose son the one on the left was… As werewolves, we couldn’t get a woman pregnant unless we marked her. That was the case for all wolves but Omega women, who could get pregnant regardles… In the past Omegas were literally sex slaves and a means to grow the werewolf race. After all, we were killed pretty often. Although this was not the case now, it had been happening in Zidane’s pack, Kiara’s fucking grandfather’s. In mine and all other packs nowadays, unless a woman gave permission, she was not to be fucked. And I had already told my fucking men, if

so I always used condoms. A rush of icy realisation hit me. Fuck… I didn’t use protection when I fucked Kiara… I had never

about Kiara and turned my attention back to the pups. These pups

be a wuss, if he wasn’t sharing beat the shit out of him and get the ball.”I said bluntly. “Momma said I shouldn’t do that-” “Doesn’t matter what the fuck

as much as possible. The other boy quickly held the ball out. “We-we’ll share. Thank you, Alpha.” He muttered, looking near tears. I sure scared everyone… I continued on m y way, before they did break into tears like little fucking girls. It was a short while later and I had reached the training ground. “Alpha, I wasn’t

cleared out, although a few remained. “Yeah?” I said, pulling my shirt off and cricking my neck. “Yeah, when did you get back? I thought you were going to get back later today?” I didn’t miss her checking me out. “I got back last night. Right about the time your match ended.” I

away.” I growled and they all stopped. I saw a few