Page 91 of King Alejandro

“I’m not punishing you, kid, and I’m not asking you as the fucking Lycan King. I’m asking you as the father of a child who is suffering. I’m pleading for his sake to repay the debt we owe, a debt I just wish your father told me about. How can I fix shit when I don’t even know what the fuck it is?” I asked.

He looked at me, and, for a moment, I felt as if that cold front had dropped a little. He looked down at his hand again, and, fuck, I wished I could do something to help him.

“Padre never mentioned what debt it is. Only that you will pay for everything he has suffered for,” he finally spoke, not even looking me in the eye. “I don’t know about the curse. He never said anything about it.”

Oh, he knew more than he had just said, but it seemed he wasn’t going to tell me. I nodded.

“I appreciate your help. How about you come downstairs and join the family for pizza and a movie later?” His eyes snapped to me, and his heart thudded as he stepped back.

“I… no, I don’t…”

“It’s a movie. You’re going to go fucking crazy in this room, and until your father contacts me, I don’t know what the fuck I’m going to do with you. You’re stuck here, so get the hell downstairs in an hour.” He frowned and simply nodded.

“If that is what the Lycan King wants.”

I raised an eyebrow. That was twice he’d said ‘Lycan King’, and I sure as hell didn’t think he was fucking softening. The pup was smarter than the average ten-year-old, and whatever shit was going on in his mind was not so fucking simple.I’ll keep an eye on him…

“What do you do for pastime? Any hobbies? Football? Gaming?”

“I don’t waste time, or as you call it, pastime. I train, I study, and I work hard… to be the best alpha I can be.” His words were monotonous, as if they had been drilled into him repeatedly.

“Yeah? Well, you’re still a pup, kid. You need to live a little. I grew up thinking I was a fucking monster, that my purpose was to protect this race, and that was it. That I was far too fucking messed up to have what I have now.” Curiosity filled his eyes, and he looked at me.

“Did the Queen Luna change you?” I raised an eyebrow, not expecting that question.

“Yeah, she did. She somehow loved me for whoever the fuck I was and showed me that I was worth more than I thought. My parents always expected so much from me, although my father was under my so-called mother’s influence. I was always told I wasn’t what I should be. I ended up killing my father when I first shifted, and I thought I killed my mother, too. That was it; then I began to shut everyone out… but you know it was her ploy, all part of her plan to take control of me and rule the fucking world. Look, kid, what I’m trying to say is you are not, nor do you need to be, what your parents expect you to be. You are fucking allowed to do whatever shit you want. Think from the heart and do what feels right…” I trailed off, seeing his gaze fall to his arm.

I got off the bed and walked over to him. Crouching down before him, I took hold of his arm when he was about to step back. It was healed fully, the edge a smooth stump. No kid should have fucking gone through this…I swear… when I find that fucker, I will kill him slowly…

“This might just piss you off, but what you did for Kataleya, I won’t forget it, and neither will she. No matter whatever the fuck the future brings, just remember that the Lycan King owes you.”

I wanted to fix it, but I couldn’t give him false hopes as I had nothing to fucking go on. He looked into my eyes, and I knew he didn’t believe me.

“There is no future.”

“What you didtonight… thank you,” Kiara whispered, wrapping her arms around my neck.

Pizza and movie time was over, and the kids were all tucked into bed.

“I questioned him, too,” I remarked.

“I was outside. You did it nicely. Thank you, my sexy beast.” She tugged me down, claiming my lips in a passionate kiss.

Well, as long as I got to fucking kiss her senseless or fuck her brains out, I didn’t need to explain shit. If she was happy, that was all I fucking needed. I squeezed her ass and kissed her back.

Throughout the evening, Kataleya’s eyes had been fixed on the pup, but he had refused to acknowledge her. That fucking pissed me off, but I couldn’t blame him either.

“I’ll try not to be too long,” I whispered huskily when we broke apart, trying not to focus on how hard my dick had gotten.

“I’ll be waiting,” she replied, her gaze dipping to my package. Biting her lip and leaning up, she placed those hands of hers on my shoulders and stuck her tongue out, flicking my ear sensually and making me growl. My eyes flashed before she laughed and pulled away. “See you later, my love.”

Blowing me a kiss, she walked off up the stairs, giving me a good view of her ass in that tiny dress of hers. As much as I wanted to fuck her right then, I needed to head to this meeting.

It was twenty minutes later, and my Beta, Deltas, and I were all seated around the table, including my head warrior, Carmen, Rayhan, and Maria. There were also a few of my other pack members, all of whom were in top positions in my pack. We had just gone over everything again, including what Kenneth had told us, the images, and everything else we managed to dig up. Liam hadn’t managed to find much at the burned-down country house, but there had been blueprints of our pack, something I was not fucking pleased about.

“Raihana said we teleported the boy here from under 300 miles, that could be in any direction although she thinks it’s north. I need someone to fly to Puerto Rico. We need to see what we can find from there,” I said, tapping the island on the map.

My phone beeped, and I picked it up, knowing it was from Kia, but realising it was a voice message with a message underneath it, I didn’t click on it and read the message.