Page 194 of King Alejandro

“Darien just had one of the backups call to ask if everything is okay here. What do we say?” Serena asked, looking at me for answers.

“Just tell them Kiara woke up, but she’s sedated once again, and everything is fine,” I said firmly before turning to Callum. “Keep her sedated, up the dosage. I will place guards from the Blood Moon to watch her so she cannot command them like her own pack. As for the baby, get a scan done and make sure it’s okay. The most we can do is hope that Alejandro and the rest succeed in tonight’s battle quickly and efficiently.” The severity of the situation was worsening, and everything was hanging in the balance.

I picked Kiara up and carried her out of the cells, mind-linking my men on what their new orders were. I placed a kiss on my princess’ forehead, hating that she was going through so much. Twenty minutes later, Kiara was set up in one of the holding rooms on the secure floor of the hospital with ten of the Blood Moon men on guard. Callum was inside with a sonography machine. He carried out the scan whilst Serena and I waited with bated breath.

“Ah… it’s there. It’s still very small… I’m assuming she became pregnant not long ago…”

“After she lost her memory,” I stated, and Callum nodded.

“It would make sense. Perhaps she was no longer taking her contraception.” Well, that was on Alejandro. He should have been more careful. I frowned in concern, looking at the screen.

“And is it healthy?” I asked the question that I knew was on both my and Serena’s mind.

“Yes. It’s weak, but that’s to be expected… she is sedated, however, otherwise it seems well,” Callum replied, sounding relieved. A wave of relief washed over me, and I exhaled.

“Thank the Goddess…”

But I didn’t get to revel in that revelation because Raven mind-linked me, panic and fear in her voice.

Uncle! We need you here!Her voice was distraught, and it made my mind race, thinking of a thousand fucking reasons that could be behind it.

Raven! What is it?I asked, my heart skipping a fucking beat.

It’s Delsanra! She’s… Raihana can’t do anything! Goddess! Nothing is working! She’s not breathing! Delsanra’s stopped breathing!

Fuck, please, no.

When All Hope is Lost

Rayhan

This was it…

I saw Mom and Uncle exchange looks, almost as if Uncle was trying to relay a message. I didn’t need to be able to read minds to know what was on his. The emotions in his eyes spoke louder than words ever could. If there was any doubt that maybe Dante was wrong and this wasn’t going to happen, it vanished. That exchange said it all.

I saw the pain in Uncle’s eyes before he lunged at the Djinn, hatred and anger clear in his eyes as he roared. His aura radiated off of him. The Djinn intercepted him, knocking him back and roaring in an unearthly way, his fiery body illuminating the darkening skies.

“He will not be able to hold that form for too long, but it gives him enough time to find a new host!” Someone shouted.

Time was running out. A clash of attacks was happening in all directions, and I took a moment to try to assess our next move.

“When all hope is lost…”

Right then, we were holding well. When was the right moment? And how was I meant to work with the one guy who hated me the most? I looked over at Leo. His huge wolf was an impressive sight. He was truly an alpha wolf. His brown fur, that held hints of steely blue, was matted with blood, but it did nothing to dull his power or magnificence. A true beast that matched the Rossis, and deep down, I wondered if Dante was right. Would he really help me? Would he care if Mom was killed?

A shrill, painful roar left the Djinn’s mouth, the flames growing higher, and we were all thrown back. Liam had returned, but even his power was doing nothing other than holding off the heat a little. His aura raged around him powerfully as the Djinn lunged at him. Liam ducked, moving aside as he met him mid-attack.

The witches were doing their best, and as I cut down another wolf, I felt the ground tremble beneath me. I cut down two more wolves, wishing they weren’t simply his puppets…

Puppets... just like those under Endora…

Uncle’s words about some of the Sangue Pack members still played in my mind, and I couldn’t forget the little boy’s cries of pain. Would he become another Leo? Would he hate us? The situation was different, but…

The smell of blood, burnt flesh, and smoke hung in the air. Soon, all I could see was the black smoke that was making it harder to breathe. The Djinn was not being affected by anything. No matter how many times someone managed to touch him, it did nothing to injure him, but he was, in turn, burning those around him to death or close enough. My stomach twisted as I watched one of the Betas from another pack attack the Djinn, but the moment he made impact, he was burnt entirely.

How the fuck do we get close?Or at least stop those who do manage to get close from dying instantly?

The ground beneath us erupted, throwing us back violently. A sharp rock hit my left flank, and I was tossed to the ground like I didn’t weigh a thing. Damn this.