Page 52 of King Alejandro

“No, Padre. It was me.” I swallowed, trying not to show how scared I was.

“Then do we kill you, Enrique?”

I struggled to voice my thoughts, feeling a strange emotion overcome me. It felt like there was something stuck in my throat, and I couldn’t speak.

“I…I’m sorry, Padre, she was only a chil-”

A menacing growl echoed around the room, and he lunged across the table, grabbing me by my neck.

“Who was meant to die!” He growled. “What magic has she done upon you that you have disobeyed me not once but twice?”

I couldn’t breathe. His grip around my neck was painful. He dragged me across the table, slamming me face forward onto it.

“Was this the hand that you used to free her?”

He grabbed my right hand, pinning it to the table as I gasped for air, relieved he had let go of my neck.

“Padre, please! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! She was only little- AHHH!” I screamed in agony and fear. The smell of blood filled the air as I stared in complete horror at my hand, or where my hand once used to be.

Father had cut it off completely.

“No, Padre!” A strangled sob left my lips as I begged him, but it was no use, as my entire hand went up in flames.

I stared at my bloody stump numb. My entire life flashed before me; I’d never be able to run in wolf form… I’d never be the best I could be…

“Reap the repercussion of your actions,” Father hissed before he walked out of the office, leaving me behind.

I couldn’t stop the tears. It was strange to cry. It hurt so much. It hurt physically, but it also hurt inside…

I stared at the ashy pile, all that was left of my hand as I fell to my knees, sobbing silently. I felt so… broken. Was this the price of kindness?

A Hot Punishment

Kiara

The next morning, despite waking up early thanks to a certain something that I loved poking my ass, I didn’t move. Although I needed a good shower, I wanted to be here when Kataleya woke up.

Goddess, this man…

I pouted when he throbbed against my ass. His hand that rested on my hip already made my stomach all fluttery. It travelled up my waist before he squeezed my breast, making my eyes fly open, and I swatted it away, turning my head to look into his eyes and give him a small frown. Kataleya was right there!

The strands of his black hair were falling over his eyes. I reached behind, brushing them back and letting my hands run down the side of his head where his hair was kept short, enjoying the feeling beneath my fingers.

“Morning, Amore Mio,” he murmured huskily, his morning voice making my stomach knot.

“Morning, my sexy beast,” I replied softly. I closed my eyes when his lips met mine, igniting the sparks of pleasure within me. I could never get enough of this…

We broke away, both of us breathing hard as we tried to control the emotions that enveloped us.

“She slept alright…” he remarked quietly, his arm wrapping around my waist tightly. I nodded, looking down at my little angel. I knew there were going to be days she’d wake up traumatised by everything. I just needed to make sure I was always close. “She’s a strong one.”

“She is,” I whispered.

Her eyelids fluttered open, and Alejandro propped himself up on his elbow behind me. Her eyes met mine, and they flew wide open as a huge smile crossed her face.

“Mama! You’re awake!”

“I am, baby girl.” I smiled softly, hugging her tightly. She giggled happily.