King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

47 A Past Forgotten 

ALEJANDRO 

“Harder baby!” She moaned. 

The shower water poured down on us as I had her pushed up against the tiled walls, one hand tangled in her hair, the other h****d around her lush thigh as I f****d her a*s hard from behind. 

The pleasure that I had been deprived of was now rushing through me, as I stared at her a*s which was covered in welts and bruises from our night of s*x. We had crashed at one point, but I had woken up to Kiara on top of me, my c**k in her mouth looking so f*****g s**y, and that had awoken the beast within me all over again. Now we had come to shower, but seeing that a*s of hers sticking up so f*****g sexily had f****d me over completely, and that’s how we ended up banging against the shower wall. 

“F**k!” She screamed and I could feel my own o****m close. I reached around, shoving two fingers into her p***y as I continued to f**k her in the a*s. “I’m going to come, ah!” She moaned hornily. 

“Then come for me.” I growled, yanking her back and biting into her neck just as she cried out in pleasure, triggering my own release, as I shot my load into that a*s of hers. Catching her body against my chest as she caught her breath. 

Her neck was a mess of bites, so I slowly ran my tongue along the latest bite. F**k she looked a mess, but I f*****g loved it. There was not a part of her that I hadn’t left my mark. Even now, exhausted as she clung to me, the fire in her eyes remained. 

“Seems like I’ve reawakened the goddess within you.” I murmured, kissing those sore lips of hers. 

She kissed me back, staring up at me with l**t-coated eyes. “One that can’t resist you.” She whispered, placing a kiss on my neck “Just as I can’t f*****g resist you, but if I f**k you one more time, I don’t think you’ll be able to hold up.” I murmured, squeezing her b*****s. She smiled, closing her eyes and resting her head back against me. “I will get my memories back, won’t I?” She asked after a moment. “Yeah, you will.” 

And I f*****g meant it. 

I had left her to sleep whilst I went to train, Darien had taken photos of the pup for a fake passport. I was currently with Leo who had spent the night at headquarters. “So, got anything?” “Maybe.” He said dropping his legs to the floor and clicking something on his laptop. “As far 

as it comes to the Escarra name, there’s plenty of s**t. They aren’t a pack with the cleanest record in businesses, it may involve drugs and s**t. Anyhow, something else interesting did actually come up but I don’t know if it is of any use.” 

He threw a knife up in the air, catching it between his teeth, before sitting forward and pulling up a few files. “What is that?” 

the knife into the side of his boot. How many weapons did he

Rossi over a hundred years ago. Not sure if it rings

such company… but it was

was our great great grandfather

find that it was an arms company that was actually funding the Italian Mafia or some s**t. Then enter

time the Rossi’s moved to England… The f****r was smart, got to give him

scanned the

between our ancestors

I don’t get why they’re saying there’s a debt… Unless…” Leo ran his fingers through his hair, sitting forward and picking up a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. “Want one?” “Sure. Ain’t you a tad f*****g young for this s**t?” I asked allowing him to light my cigarette. “Ain’t you a few years f*****g late to comment on this s**t?” He countered, copying my tone but sounding

F****r. 

my eyes, he sure f*****g knew what I was thinking. He lit his own cigarette while staring at

asked, glancing back

did something to the Escarra’s regarding

point… Why else

anything from there. If this is the case, then the Rossi’s must have done something to have made the family forever remember it. But what

the f**k they want right?” His voice

the Rossi’s have done s**t, the

shook his

but isn’t it the same? Racism, homophobia, and prejudice still exist. We are no different, we are still ranked, not only by blood but by packs. We have the elite packs at the top, such as the Black Storm, The Nightwalkers and The Blood Moon, then we have the influential packs, the standard packs, the weak packs, and then right at the

not true Leo, the Sangue Pack

that we aren’t strong enough, but

rogues.” I

night…” He glanced at my neck pointedly, before smirking humourlessly.” I pulled up anything I could on the Escarra and Rossi interactions, it’s all there, plus some