Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire

121. Turn of Events

LEO.

I stare at him unblinking, as those words. sink in.

Winona.

Fuck, after the fact the two had some sort of connection that they denied and now this? What more do they fucking want? 3

“So, what’s the issue? You two can deny it, but you both have feelings for one another? Isn’t this the fucking push you need?” I say, my eyes dropping to Mom’s mark on his neck. It is the only thing I really remember

her by, the only physical sign of her existence aside from the fleeting memories I hold. We had nothing, no pictures, no videos. … nothing. 2

“She ran. I guess the Moon Goddess really created an incompatible pair.” Dad says.

“Oh, for Goddess’s sake, no she did not.” Azura snaps. “She’s scared, because she cares for Leo. She doesn’t want to hurt him… that is the issue here because I am sure as hell that she wants you. What sane woman wouldn’t?” 3

I cock a brow as I look at my gorgeous mate, who has a hand on her stomach, clearly in pain but hiding it well. I feel on edge too, excited even, knowing our pup is going to be here any day. I can’t wait…

I smile softly before I turn back to Dad, “I’ll go talk to her. Where is she?”

“Upstairs, she’s a fast runner…’

“She always has been.” I smirk slightly. I remember the first day I saw her in the orphanage. She had tried to run, and she was fast for a little runt. The urge to ask Dad for a photo of Mom’s mark before I go up fills my mind, but I’m unable to…

I feel Azura’s intense gaze on me and I smoothly look up and give her a sexy smirk, but she doesn’t fall for it, her eyes boring into me. She’s fucking sexy, a little psychotic, but she fucking knows me…

Swallowing the odd lump in my throat, I compose my emotions and walk past Dad, heading upstairs.

“You know, I know you’re a Rossi, but why can’t at least one damn Rossi just meet their mate and not have any issues crop up?” Azura says to him, making him chuckle. 2

“Well… that’s a good question, but believe it or not, things were pretty different with Petra…” Dad trails off and I’m glad my back is to him. It’s not that I’m not happy.

how much harder it must have been for Kareena to get rid of her own mate’s mark. She had her

Shane’s name placed.

had only been the four of us there and once it was done; we left her and Azura to have a moment. Jax was quiet after. The entire mood had been sombre, but I hope this is the start to her

and I knock on the door.

answers, her voice

I have

Silence.

moments the door opens, and

is it?” She asks

door open and frown, noticing the bed hasn’t even been touched. It’s past

but she’s doing ok.” I say, “Dad told me you two are

and I can see the fear in her eyes and the guilt as she shakes her head, almost as if she’s denying

hurt you. I promise! I’m so, so sorry!” Her eyes fill with tears and she’s clutching her hands in front of her, almost as if asking for forgiveness. “I owe you my life. I promise I’ll never do anything to upset you! If-if you want me

making her come to an abrupt halt and at the same time, the dam.

sorry.” She

sigh, running my fingers through

women recently? Because you’re the alpha, I tell

apologising. This is going to be weird as fuck, but I’m going to come out and say it. He likes you, you obviously fucking feel something for him, then go for it. I’m fine. Mom has been dead for fucking years. Dad’s alone. If the Goddess has given him a mate, then who are we

saying this… after questioning my own given mate back then.

slightly, brushing her tears away. “It isn’t that easy.” She

I’m trying to make it

it? Is he too fucking old? If that’s the issue

her head. “You shouldn’t say

“And since when have you started telling me what I should and shouldn’t fucking say? Oh yeah… since you got a little possessive of him.” I reply coldly.

replying, and I lean against the

your logic and go for it. Yeah, I’ll miss seeing that mark on Dad’s neck, but more than that, I want to see him happy, and if you’re the one who he’s fucking mated to and wants, then

of a life too… you’ve always taken care of Corrado and me, you’re twenty -seven, you ain’t

doesn’t move. “Thank you.”

do when I hear a painful gasp from down the

“Leo!” Dad shouts.