Page 83 of King Alejandro

I’ll do it,she offered.

I stepped back, allowing her to step forward and key it in, unlocking the back door. She glanced at me. The confusion in her eyes when they met mine mirrored exactly how I felt inside. How could I have forgotten it? I had unlocked this door many times.

I needed to talk to Alejandro about this, and it had to be tonight.

Alejandro

The women andthe twins left. I looked at Kenneth, a small annoying smirk playing on his fucking face.

“Relax, King Alejandro. There’s no need to be so uptight.” My phone beeped, and I knew I had just received an email by the tone. “My men have just forwarded the email to you.”

I took my phone out and went into my email, frowning as I looked at the first few pictures – the very same wolves that we had seen when we were attacked and at the country house.

“Where is this?”

“Just on the edge of my pack territories. We saw them a few times. The same sighting always happened there, yet there were no tracks onwards from this part. They just vanished.”

“No tracks at all?”

“None at all. Of course, I have men doing a little more research… as you know, my pack is powerful.”

“Or you fucking think it is,” I remarked, taking a drag on my cigarette. He smiled pleasantly, but there was nothing fucking pleasant about the look in his eyes.

“Not everything is as it appears. You should really think of the future and ways that can benefit the King’s Royal Night Walkers Pack.”

“Is that a threat?” I asked, my eyes flashing.

“Not at all. I’m offering a proposal.” I cocked a brow.

“Yeah, and what proposal is that?”

“I have two sons, one who will become the Alpha of my pack and the other who may become the Alpha of Catherine’s birth pack in the States.”

“And I give a fuck why?” He smiled and sat back, crossing his legs arrogantly.

“You have two daughters. An alliance-”

I felt a flare of anger. I was up in a flash, grabbing the bastard by his fucking throat as a menacing growl ripped from my chest. Did this fucking dickhead think he could just parade in here and actually think he could even fucking ask for my daughters like that?

“Al!” Darien’s voice was in the distance as I glared at the cunt in my hold.

“No one is touching my daughters; they are fucking six, and you’re trying to fucking have me sign away their fucking choice? When, and if, the time comes and they want to choose a mate or fucking accept their fated mates, that’s on them. But no one, and I mean fucking no one, is going to take their choice from them. That’s not how we do shit around here.” I slammed him back into the couch roughly, doing my best not to punch him as Darien pulled me back, his face pale.

Al, calm down.

“It was but a suggestion,” Kenneth replied, his voice harsh as he fixed his suit jacket.

I zoned him out, trying to control my anger. My own words rang in my head, and I realised I was doing just that. I refused to allow Kiara to do what she wanted...Yeah, well, I’m a fucking hypocrite.

“Dinner’s ready,” Darien said, but neither I nor the fucker cared. Our eyes were trained on one another, and the hostility between us had just risen by another fucking one hundred percent…

After spending theevening with Ken-fucking-Arden, I was done. The man was shrewd. He knew how to fucking twist words and act fucking innocent. I didn’t like it. Past that façade, there was more to that shit than what showed on that flawless fucking face of his.

Darien had told Kiara what had happened, and she had kept her hand on my leg through fucking dinner, calming me down every fucking time I wanted to shred that fucker to pieces.

I pulled my shirt off the moment I entered our bedroom, tossing it aside as I rolled my neck, getting the kinks out. He had fucking stressed me out, and I really wanted to go for a run or beat the shit out of someone. Preferably him. Speaking of the fucker, he had a few guards who had come with him, but I had my own placed around his given quarters.

Kiara and I had been fine over dinner, but that issue with the pup still fucking lingered. She was sitting on the bed, lost in thought, as she took her earrings off.