Page 57 of King Alejandro

“Azura, behave,” Elijah warned.

“I didn’t say anything wrong,” she remarked, shrugging. She sure had fucking good balance. Skyla jumped off the swing, rushing over to Kiara, and I looked down at Kat.

“So, what do you want? Ice cream in a cone or bowl, and which flavour?” She shook her head.

“I don’t want any, thank you,” she replied, shaking her head. I frowned and gave a small nod.

“Why not?”

She simply shook her head but didn’t answer. That was a first for her, not sharing what was on her mind. I glanced up, exchanging a look of concern with Kiara, who was passing everyone ice cream before she began topping a new cone up.

“Azura, come down now if you want ice cream. You are going to feel sick like that,” Scarlett called. Azura pouted before she jumped down.

“I wouldn’t be sick,” she mumbled before going to the table and taking her cone.

“What’s on your mind, Angel?” I asked Kat, pushing her sandy brown hair off her face and crouching down by the swing. She looked at me with sadness in her eyes.

“Please help him, Daddy,” she begged softly, her eyes filling with tears.

I sighed heavily; she was really fucking hung up on this little fucker. But what exactly had she seen orexperienced? That was something we didn’t know yet. I glanced at the cloth. That had been a part of his clothes… something that belonged to him.

“His name was Enrique, right?”

She nodded just as Kiara came over, passing Kataleya the cone of ice cream, her thick sexy thighs coming into view. I wouldn’t deny that I took a moment to appreciate how fucking good she looked.

“Yes, Enrique Ignacio Escarra, the future Alpha of the Fuego de Ceniza Pack,” she stated it carefully, as if she had repeated it and memorised it thoroughly with effort until she had burned it into her memory. Kiara and I exchanged looks; this was more than I was fucking expecting. We had a name and a pack…

“What did he look like?” Kiara asked, crouching down next to me as she cupped Kataleya’s hand, brought the ice cream cone towards her own mouth, and took a lick.

“He had dark curly hair and very pretty green eyes with yellow in them and long lashes.” Wasn’t that a tad too many fucking details about his eyes? I frowned, and Kiara placed a hand on my thigh knowingly.

“What about the horrible alpha?” Kiara probed gently. Her face instantly fell, fear filling her eyes, and Kiara wrapped her hands over her small ones.

“He was scary. His face was burned, and it was all red and looked painful. He was horrible, Daddy.” She looked at us, clearly terrified.

“He can never hurt you again, my angel.” Kiara frowned, her eyes flashing purple.

“He was mean and said I wasn’t good enough, that I’m better off dead, and that you wouldn’t come for me, Daddy, because I’m not Dante.” She broke into tears. I took the cone from her loose grip as Kiara wrapped her arms around her tightly.

So, the fucker had wanted Dante…

“Oh, baby, he’s just a horrible person. You, Dante, and Skyla, you are all equal to us,” Kiara whispered, soothingly caressing her hair. I frowned, pondering over what she said.

Darien, see what you can find on an Enrique Ignacio Escarra and a Fuego De Ceniza Pack right now.

On it, Alpha,he replied swiftly. I stood up. Didn’t that stand for Ash fire or some shit?

With a name and pack, we could even find the boy,Kiara’s voice came.

Hm, or better- the father…

Alejandro… what do you plan to do?Her voice was full of concern.

If this boy is his heir… then I’m sure he’s fucking worth something.I felt her shock through the bond, but I thought it was high fucking time this man had a taste of his own medicine…

I crouched down next to Kataleya again.

“Do you want me to take that so I can use it to find him?” I asked her. She frowned slightly, staring at her piece of cloth.