Chapter 76
Her Cold-Hearted Alpha
Her Cold-Hearted Alpha Chapter 76
Amore Mio
KIARA
â Selene can make mistakes â¦. â Alejandro said quietly . â Maybe , but Iâm strong . You know that . â I
turned away to check my brownies . Deep down , I knew he just needed some love ⦠but I also
needed him to take that first step . â You fucking are ⦠The smell of brownies filled the air . â Kiara . I
looked at him , as he struggled to say what he wanted to . â What is it ? â I asked . â I was â The beep of
the oven made us both turn .
He looked away , picking up his glass , I wanted to know what he had wanted to say . Damn ⦠I
walked over to the oven , grabbing the gloves and took my brownies out . Taking a knife , I took the tray
to where he was sitting and cut them into pieces . I wasnât even done , and he reached for a piece . I
tapped his hand with the knife , my eyes flashing . 11 â I didnât say you could have any . â â Too bad , I
donât fucking care .
â He said , taking a square , giving me a challenging look . â Jerk . â I muttered . â What were you about
t o say ? â â When ? â â Before the oven went off ? â He cocked a brow , looking at me mockingly . â
Nothing . You sure youâre not fucking delusional ? â â I said , my irritation â I didnât imagine it . â growing
. He smirked , â You canât even fucking deal with my attitude for two fucking minutes , and you thought
weâd ever fucking work â¦
â My heart ached at that , he was broken inside . I could see that much . I could also sense his
emotions . Something I realised was becoming much more obvious since I had unlocked my abilities . I
had always been able to sense random things , but now I noticed I could pinpoint them .
â If we were together , Iâd have slapped you one by now . Oh wait , I did that even when we werenât
together . â He clenched his jaw . â Yeah , no fucking idea how the fuck you got away with that shit ⦠â â
Cause Iâm special . â I said with a smug smirk . â Guess thatâs fucking true .
â He said , taking another piece . I tried not to let his words get to me , as I poured myself some milk ,
topping his glass up too as he moved on to his third piece of brownie . What was this man ? The way
he was gobbling these down ⦠â You like chocolate a lot , huh ? â â Guess so ⦠I think it was the only
thing I really liked in this shit hole called life .
â H e said . â Was ? â â Yeah ⦠â He said , his eyes meeting mine . â Why the past tense ? â I asked ,
now taking a piece and biting into it as I leant my elbows on the counter . Once again , he didnât reply ,
a deep frown on his face . â If I hadnât pulled that shit I did ⦠Would you have accepted us ? â He asked
quietly . â How about we play a game ? We both get t o ask three questions . The other has to answer
truthfully .
â I suggested , taking a slow bite of my brownie . â Fine . â He said , sounding a little uncertain . â Then
do you want me to answer that one ? â I asked . I realised he was looking anywhere but at me . â Yeah .
â He said , now looking me in the eyes as he took another brownie square .
â Yes . I would have . I was waiting ⦠Waiting for you to tell Jasmin that youâd found your mate â¦. But
you didnât . â I said , not able to hide the pain in my voice . I stared into the distance , trying to remain
composed , but all I could see was him saying to her to ignore me .
â My turn . Why donât you want me ? â I think Iâve already answered that . â â No , all you say is youâre a
monster , or too messed up for me . Why do you say that ? Give me one reason . â I said , taking a sip
of my milk . He seemed to hesitate . â When I first shifted ⦠I was thirteen .
I heard my dad talking about me to my mom ⦠he never liked me . Said I was fucking worthless ⦠I
lost my shit and confronted him . My anger took over and I tore him apart just the way I do to every
fucking thing . I donât remember anything after I lost my shit ⦠but I will never forget the scene of that
room when I came to . â H e said quietly , his face cold and emotionless , yet I knew beyond that mask
of indifference was a soul tormented by many thoughts and emotions . My stomach sank , I never knew
he had killed his father ⦠Didnât their parents die i na rogue attack ?
wwtogue actack : â Then : mother ⦠â your â Yeah , she did nothing to me . In fact , I supposedly loved
her , but I murdered her too . Now , do you get why the fuck I donât want you near me ? â My heart
thumped as the realisation settled in .
He was scared to hurt me ⦠â That was not your fault , you were not responsible . It was an accident , â
I said firmly . I was not going to let him beat himself over something he had no control over ! How must
he have felt ? A thirteen year â old who had just shifted . He didnât reply and I sighed . â An accident
that killed her . â â So , you were scared to hurt me ? â I asked . The sad thing was , his actions hurt me
more than he ever would physically .
â Do you want me to write it on a fucking poster for you ? â â No thanks . â I said , rolling my eyes . â My
turn â¦. Do you want to reject me ? â â Yes and no . You hurt me , I wonât deny that . That moment â¦
The one that every girl dreams of .
That weâll find our mate and itâll be a beautiful moment , the way Mom used to tell me about hers and
Dads ⦠but mine is just this dark ⦠painful ⦠agonising memory . My mate whoâs meant to love me
told another woman to just ignore me and carried on making out .
I will never forget that ⦠Yet at the same time ⦠I donât know â¦. I donât think in my heart I can reject
you right now ⦠I nibbled at the brownie , not wanting my emotions to surface . â I fucked you up pretty
bad , huh ? â He said , smirking humourlessly .
He took another brownie and I looked at him . â Do you ⦠have any feelings for me ? â I asked . I hated
the fact that my heart was pounding loudly . He looked at me and the tension felt thick i n the air . â Itâs
late â¦
â He said , ignoring my question as he turned away and stood up tried not to focus on his perfect body .
My eyes fell on the huge tattoo that covered his back He didnât deny it ⦠but wasnât able to say i t
either . My heart was pounding and I could hear his too ⦠Was he always going t o run away ? I turned
from him , gripping the worktop as I fought the tears that now filled my eyes .
Donât cry , Kia . Urgh , I hated this . â If ⦠If I tried , do I still have a chance ? â His words were so low
that I wondered if I had heard correctly . â If you tried ? â I asked , my voice shaky despite my strongest
attempt . â Yeah . â His deep voice resonated within m e , and I closed my eyes .
â Yes . â I said quietly . I didnât know how long it would take , but maybe if he worked hard enough ⦠we
could fix this . He had already made that start unknowingly when he told me that his mother was the
reason behind him not wanting me near him â¦.. â Good to know .
â He said huskily , trying t o sound as unbothered as ever , but I didnât miss the beat of his heart or the
relief that I sensed coming from him .
â Alejandro . â I said . He paused , waiting for me to speak . â You wonât hurt me . Youâve had countless
chances , but you havenât . Even when I slapped you , you didnât hurt me . The only time you hurt me
⦠is when you kept pushing me away . â I said softly .
He didnât speak , but I knew he had heard me loud and clear . His next words made m y heart explode
into a storm of fireworks . â Good night , Amore Mio. â My heart skipped a beat , my eyes flying open as
I turned , but I was only greeted by the door closing behind him .
Leaving me alone in the kitchen with my brownies , My entire body felt warm at those simple yet
beautiful words that lit up the darkness that had settled within me . I looked at the half â finished tray of
gooey goodness and smiled gently . A ray of light had appeared , and I wanted t o keep faith in it .
Come whatever .