Page 148 of King Alejandro

“Dante, listen to your sister,” I remarked, wanting the fucking conversation over with.

“No. She’s annoying.”

“I am not! You’ll look so handsome! Look, I even chose a shirt for you to match your eyes! Come on, you’re making me sad,” she pouted. I glanced at her as she looked at Dante. Yeah, that shit worked on everyone but the fucker.

“A no is a no, or do you want me to answer you in a different language?” Dante remarked arrogantly.

“Oh, don’t show off your bilingual skills. I can speak several languages, too,” Raihana replied.

“But you still don’t understand a no in simple English?” Dante replied, smirking victoriously as Raihana pouted, and he lay down on the sofa, closing his eyes.

“That boy…”

“Is a bit like you,” Delsanra said, opening her eyes. Raihana smiled, holding up a small mirror so Delsanra could see what she had done. “Thanks, it’s gorgeous.” She smiled at her friend.

“You look a tad fucking better,” I added, making her smile grow.

“Thanks, King Burrito.”

“Daddy, look, I am Maleficent!” Skyla said as she did a twirl in her green dress, which made her eyes look even greener.

And Raihana had put black lipstick on her.

Seriously.

“You fucking do.”

“Yes, I just need horns. Now, give me one pound for swearing.” She held her hand out, and I frowned.

“Later,” I growled, leaving the room, being careful not to step on any of the scattered clothes or toys.

I heard the giggling from the side of the room where Sienna was busy playing with Ahren, Tatum, and the Westwood five. Dante had a fucking point. Why the fuck were they all dressed exactly the same? One sparklyprincess with seven bodyguards. That’s what that shit looked like.

I shook my head, leaving the room and almost knocking into Rayhan.

“Seriously, this fucking place is a tad too fucking small,” I growled, making him smirk.

“Or you are just too big to manoeuvre smoothly.”

“Jealous that I’m fucking taller?”

“Not at all,” he smirked. He had his hair pulled back, making him look a bit less fucking annoying.

“What’s the count now?” I asked, knowing he’d get what I meant.

“Just another twenty. Stuff has slowed, it’s hard to find those who fit all the criteria. Although the witches the Coven sent to check the blood said fifteen of the previous batch weren’t of virgins,” he replied quietly, glancing down the hall, but it was just us other than near the far side, but it was only Liam and Chris who were talking to Darien and Serena. We just had to be careful that Kiara didn’t hear of this. I hated hiding stuff from her.

“But those who said they were questioned under Alpha command… unless they didn’t know…” I mused, frowning as we exchanged looks. The same thought came to both of us at the same time.

“Yeah, I thought the same thing.” Rayhan crossed his arms, a frown on his face.

“They had the bottles labelled with identities, right?” He nodded. “Good, then find the details of those who didn’t qualify. Check if there’s any sexual abuse or anything involved. For someone to believe they were a virgin but aren’t… I want to make sure it’s not ignored. Have Nicholson handle it. I need someone who’s trustworthy to deal with this.”

“Sure. I’ll let him know.” Rayhan nodded, walking off to make a call just as Kiara stepped out of the kitchen with Raven, both laughing over something.

“I swear it was the funniest thing.” Raven smiled.

“It was not funny,” Azura added, stepping out of the kitchen from behind them. All three were in the dresses Raihana had gotten, with Kiara’s being a blue-green that suited her eyes and Raven’s black. The Westwood devil’s was a bright blue. “Hey, Al!” She waved.