Page 94 of King Alejandro

I was terrified. What did this mean? What kind of trick was this? Was I dreaming? I needed to call Mom or Dad. Or Liam… surely, they must have been worried about me…

He caressed my wrists, and I felt a surge of fear rush through me. He was dangerous… I could sense the power from him. I was about to pull away, but to my surprise, he raised my hands to his lips and placed a chaste kiss on my knuckles before looking up into my eyes.

“Do you remember anything?” He asked quietly. I was not going to sit there, naked, and tell a stranger what I remembered or not, whatever he meant by that.

“Just what I needed to remember,” I replied, pulling free and covering myself with my arms. “Can I get some clothes?” His heart was racing. I suddenly felt fear… and then it was gone. I shivered for a moment. It felt like it had been my emotion … but it hadn’t been. Strange.

“Okay… let me grab you something to wear,” he said quietly.

He raised his hand to my face, and I moved back, turning my face away. I didn’t know this man, and I was not happy with him trying to get into my personal space. He didn’t say anything else, standing up and walking off through the archway. I looked down at my thighs, realising I had a garter belt tattoo around one thigh. I didn’t remember that either… what on earth was going on?

As much as I wanted to run for the door, I didn’t even get to ponder over it before he returned with a black t-shirt in his hand. Seriously? Did he bring me one of his shirts?

“Where are my clothes?”

“In your wardrobe, but I thought this was easier to grab,” he said. His eyes looked hard, and his voice was dangerous and cold. Deep down, something told me he wasn’t an enemy... my wolf wasn’t panicked. Surely that was a sign?

I took the shirt and pulled it on quickly, watching him warily as he picked up the two phones from the bedside drawer. He unlocked the first and held it out.

“That’s your phone,” he said quietly.

If you say so.I didn’t recognise it. I looked down at the image on the screen wallpaper, frowning slightly. It was of me and the god. His arms were around my waist, one hand on my breast, his nose buried in my neck as I smiled for the selfie. What the…

I began scrolling. There were lots, some with some young women I didn’t recognise... I even looked a little older in these images. Did I somehow jump into the future? Was that possible?

My head began throbbing. Each picture I looked at made my mind reel. There were too many for me to think they were fake. There was even an image of Dad and the guy in front of me, although it looked like whoever took the picture did it sneakily… I stopped scrolling, staring at an image of me, the god, and three children. Myheart thundered as I stared at it…

This looked…

“Our kids. Our son, Dante, Skyla is the one with black hair, and mini-you, Kataleya,” his deep voice explained.

My ears rang with his voice, a sudden squeezing pressure wrapping around my head. This… this wasn’t possible. What was going on? The ringing only grew louder, and I gripped my head. Why did it feel like the truth, but it didn’t add up?

“Kia… Kia, baby look at me…”

His voice was distant, and suddenly I felt a surge of emotions the moment his hands gripped my arms. I looked up into his eyes, my vision blurring as tears threatened to fall.

I didn’t know him. I didn’t know how to digest his words, and above all, I couldn’t remember much.

“I want to talk to my dad or mom. Now.”

A flicker of hurt flashed in his eyes, but it was gone as fast as it had come and he nodded.

“I’ll call them. Can I ask for one favour?” He asked quietly.

“What is it?” I asked, shuffling away from him on the bed.

“Our son is currently sick. Our youngest daughter, Kataleya, was kidnapped. Around the time you found her, that’s when they did something to your memory, but I’m not trying to justify anything. I just… at least treat them as your own. You’ve always loved everyone… but I don’t think Kat could cope if she knew you have forgotten her.”

My heart clenched at his words. Our son? It sounded foreign, but a child who was sick? I nodded. He didn’t need to ask that of me. I wouldn’t do anything to harm a child in any way.

I pulled my legs to my chin, wrapping my arms around them as I sat there, trying to comprehend what was going on. After a moment, I looked up sharply.

“Wait, if we’re from the same pack, we should be able to mind-link,” I said suddenly.

We sure fucking can,his reply came into my head, making my heart thump.

Unless he forcefully marked me...But that didn’t explain why I couldn’t remember anything much. I needed Mom or Dad…