King Alejandro: The Return of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha
Chapter 39

KIARA

Alejandro had said he would put Kataleya to bed and I had agreed. It was strange to explain, but when I saw those children, I didn't need a DNA test or anything to tell me they were mine, I felt it. Which would also mean the king was my mate, right?

That one was a little harder. I could hug children and make them feel better, but a man who looked as dangerous as he did handsome, was an entirely different story. I won't deny that his every glance made me feel all giddy, but at the same time, I was wary of him. I took a shower before I rummaged in the drawers, the clothes were all my size and this place smelt of me.

I sighed, I knew it all pointed to their words being the truth, but it was still odd. Mom had called earlier, and I had ended up talking to her on video call for nearly an hour. She had tried to ease my mind, but the terrifying reality was, that I only had their word to go on. Raven, Liam's mate and my apparent friend, had called too. It was hard knowing I had forgotten everything. It was strange. I felt tired by the end of the day.

Everyone was trying to help, giving me small tips and reminders, but each thing I was told made the reality that I had forgotten most of my life sink deeper and deeper into me. Would I ever recover my memories? Was what they said really true?

I put on a black thong and some black loungewear before I brushed my hair. I heard the bedroom door open and I froze, my heart thundering. Wait, were we going to share a room? All day I hadn't been anywhere alone with him. Although his eyes were on me whenever he was around, this was the first time we were completely alone again.

I placed the hairbrush down and slowly edged towards the bedroom, peering inside I froze, realising he was taking his shirt off. My eyes widened as my gaze fell on his abs and I became distracted. That was until he tossed his shirt to the side, brushing the long hair on top of his head back.

"Like what you see?" He asked with an arrogant smirk on that sexy face of his.

I crossed my arms. "I'm sure you already know the answer to that, considering we were mates." His eyes flashed red, a deep frown crossing his face. "We ARE mates. That doesn't f*****g change." My heart thudded and I nodded, suddenly feeling cold. He sighed and was about to approach me when I quickly walked over to the bed, but before I even got there he grabbed my elbow, spinning me around to face him. "What do you want?" I asked trying to calm my emotions. "I didn't mean to scare you." "I don't get scared." I replied defensively, pulling away slowly.

"I just don't like you talking about us in f*****g past tense. You may have forgotten me, but you're mine, Amore Mio, and if I have to f*****g win you over all over again, then I'm ready for that shit."

He didn't need to tell me that, I could see it in his eyes, that he wouldn't let me go. I don't know if that should terrify me or make me as lightheaded as I felt. Unable to come up with a comeback, I simply stared at him. His eyes dipped to my lips, his hand threading into my wet locks as he leaned forward. My heart thumped, and for a moment I thought he was about to kiss me, only for his lips to touch my forehead.

"You're my f*****g world." He whispered, his large hand cupping my face as he stared into my eyes.

A wave of guilt washed over me; If this was all true, how could I have forgotten him? I slowly stepped away and turned my back to him. "Good night," I said, feeling as if I had failed in something. "Night." Came his deep reply. I walked over to the bed and got in. I may have forgotten everything, but I felt a deep sense of disappointment in myself. I could sense his pain even though he was trying to block it off.

I closed my eyes, hoping to sleep before he came back, but that didn't happen. He was back pretty quickly, his intoxicating scent filling my nose. My heart skipped a beat when I felt the bed dip as he got in on the other side. "Relax, I won't do anything unless you want me to." His deep, rough voice came, laced with a mocking tone. My eyes flew open when his hand landed on my hip and he kissed my shoulder from behind, sending a thrill of pleasure through me. Unless I wanted him to...

My cheeks burned at the very thought. It was weird knowing he knew things about me that I seemed to have forgotten. It all made sense. But deep down, there was a sliver of doubt that maybe, just maybe, something else was at work. I couldn't just blindly trust their words. I had to tread carefully... 1

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"My queen." I frowned, looking around the dark hallway of what looked like a stone castle. "Who's there?!" I called out, my voice echoing. "Your king." My heart skipped a beat as I turned, trying to look into the darkness. "King?" Alejandro?

It didn't sound like him.. "I'll replace you, I promise. Don't trust them." His whispered voice came before I was suddenly plunged into darkness. 3

A shriek left my lips as I felt myself falling at a terrifyingly fast pace.

"Help!" I screamed.

"I'll replace you." The voice came again. "KIARA!" I felt a sharp slap on my face, my eyes flew open and I found myself staring into two red glowing orbs. Why was it dark? I couldn't see anything! Why was it dark?! I pushed him away, my aura raging around me as I jumped from the bed. Why couldn't I see?! "Kiara, calm down. It's me." Alejandro's deep voice came before the lights came on. "Why couldn't I see." I whispered, fear and panic beginning to surge within me.

"You can't see in the dark, Kiara. You were born like that, a price for your gift of healing." He said, walking towards me. The words from my dream returned to me. 'Don't trust them.'I stepped back, nodding. "Isn't that one of the first things you should have told me?" I asked quietly.

He didn't move towards me as if worried I would run away, I had half a mind to.

"I'm sorry; it's something that we're so used to, and the mansion is equipped with being bathed in light, I didn't think to remind you. Come to bed."

I shook my head, running my fingers through my hair. "I'm not really tired. I'll just take a seat on the couch."

He closed the gap between us, reaching for me. I tensed but he only ran his fingers through my hair, the sparks of his touch along my head, soothed my thumping heart. I just needed space; this room felt too tight. "Are you ok? You screamed?"

"Yeah perfectly, I just need air." "Want to go for a ride?" He asked softly, making me look up at him. "Uhh..." I glanced around the large room; the car would be tight too... "I just need some air..." "I have a bike." He said with a small sexy smirk. I nodded after a moment, knowing he wouldn't give up. "Then give me a minute. I'll go get dressed."

He said, walking off. I looked around, thinking about my dream. It had felt so real... "Here." Alejandro's voice came as he held out a jacket and heeled boots to me. "Thanks..." I took them from him, slipping them on as I watched him pull on his own leather jacket. His shirt rode up a little, showing off the band of his boxers and his sexy back. I looked away quickly.

"Come on. We haven't done this in a while."

He held his hand out to me but I looked away, following him to the bedroom door. I gave him a small smile, not wanting to appear rude, but I wasn't just going to hold his hand.

Ten minutes later we were sitting on a gorgeous black motorbike with red accents. I may not know the make or anything about bikes, but I knew this one was a beast even before it roared to life. "Hold on Amore Mio." He said, looking at me over his shoulder.

I nodded, slowly wrapping my arms around his strong waist. My core knotted and I resisted the urge to run my hand over his abs. I held on tight as we rode out of the garage and down the path.

I stared at the sky, it was pitch black and as we left the light of the pack living area, I was enveloped by darkness. My only source of light was that of the moon shining through the trees. I clung to him, knowing that if he wanted, he could just drop me in the middle of nowhere or kill me.

Everything I had been told yesterday, from Dad, Mom... Alejandro... the children I spent time with, the way they all treated me... Wasn't it tog perfect? I don't know... The dream was odd. Maybe I was just being paranoid.

I inhaled the smell of the leather mixed with his seductive masculine scent, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the wind that rushed through my hair. After a good while, I felt we were travelling a little slower and I opened my eyes realising we were in a city. The streetlights glittered and I looked around, unable to see much despite the dim lighting, but I could still make out some things as we passed. "Want something hot or cold?"

"Hmm?" I asked, looking at the back of his neck, noticing his tattoos disappeared into his hair.

I felt a little hot with my arms around him like this...

"Ice cream? Beer? Pizza or some shit?"

Why did that all sound good...

"Ice cream." I decided after a moment. It was a little hot being so close to him so something cold was better.

"Perfect."

We drove for a few more minutes before we stopped outside a brightly lit dessert shop. He parked up, getting off the bike with ease, his long legs catching my attention.

I had to admit he was really hot everywhere... I gasped when he lifted me off the bike, his hands on my waist and for a moment our eyes met. I gave a small smile, looking away. He let go of me and I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding as we walked to the shop entrance.

He took my hand as he pushed open the door to the shop, my heart skipped a beat as I stared at our combined hands.

"Hey, what can I get you guys?" The man behind the counter asked, looking cheerful despite the late hour in his pink and white striped shirt.

"Anything in specific or want me to order?" He asked me. "You order." I said, if I liked it, it means he knew me as he said.

"We'll get two of the ice cream roll pots, one in Oreo Blast the other in Nutty Dream. Weird f*****g names."

The man chuckled nervously and I could tell he looked a bit scared of Alejandro, I didn't blame him, even though he was masking his aura he still had a very powerful energy around him.

"Ah yes... Anything else aside from that?"

"Na."

The man got to work, and I watched with interest as he began to create the ice cream rolls. So fascinating

Once he was done, he sprinkled some Oreo biscuits on top, before starting on the second one and drizzled some melted chocolate on top. Alejandro took out his wallet and I frowned seeing a picture of me in it. I only caught a glimpse as it was at an angle, and he flipped it shut sliding his wallet back into his pocket.

Hmm... He didn't even open it in a way for me to see it... Maybe I was being paranoid.

He picked up the pots and we stepped back into the cool night. Passing me the Oreo pot, he took my hand as we walked back over to the bike.

"Thank you." I said, tugging my hand free from his and slowly began eating.

It was so yummy...

I glanced at his pot, so he liked nuts.... "Hazelnut chocolate. You smell just like it but better." He smirked.

My eyes widened in surprise. "I don't think I smell like chocolate."

I sniffed my jacket and he smirked.

"Trust me Amore Mio, you do. Hazelnut chocolate had always been my favourite until you came into my life. Want to try?" He held his spoon out to me and I tasted it slowly. It was nice but I preferred the Oreo. "F*****g small spoons."

I smirked. "Don't you complain about everything?" I asked before realising what I said.

"Maybe." Our eyes met, my heart racing under the intensity of the emotions in his eyes." Guess you're the only one who can put up with me. You came into my life and f*****g turned it upside down. Not only did you become my favourite dessert you also became my all... You are and always will be the only one I will love."

I swallowed, my stomach a mess of nerves at his words.

He placed the back of his finger against my lips.

"You don't need to say shit, I waited years for you to replace me.... I can wait for however long I need to, as long as in the end, you return to me." He said quietly. The emotions in his husky voice made my heart thunder. "Alejandro..." I didn't know what to say, he wasn't lying, I felt like I could sense that... His emotions were so intense that I couldn't breathe properly, but he was right... I didn't need to say anything and so instead, I simply raised my cup of ice cream. "Thank you."

A small smirk crossed his lips and he nodded as we stood there, gazing into each other's eyes, and something told me that maybe, just maybe things will be ok...