King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

52 Italy 

KIARA

We had reached Italy, landing at the airport in Milan late in the afternoon. After doing a little more digging thanks to Raihana, we found that this was roughly the area where the Lupo Nero

Pack once resided. An area now under the hold of a new pack and Alpha.

I was standing on the balcony and looking out at the scenery before me, we were in a small town on the outskirts of the city, in a small hotel that we were only stopping at for a few hours to rest and freshen up before we headed on to our destination.

It was haunting to know that powerful packs could be wiped out and forgotten, just like nations, empires, and tribes of long ago. Imagine diving into the past and learning about all this stuff? Would we one day be forgotten as well?

“Care to share what’s on your mind?” Alejandro asked, wrapping his strong arms around me from behind. I closed my eyes, relishing in the sparks of his touch. He had just showered and was only wearing pants as he held me against his bare chest. Goddess, he was so fuckable, all I wanted to do was turn around and drop to my knees… I quickly pushed the thought away, making sure he couldn’t hear my thoughts. I was learning to put up my wall but it was hard at times. “I was just thinking that who would have thought that your ancestor’s pack once ruled here.” I murmured, as his lips touched my neck. “Mmm, guess so, things are always f*****g changing though.” “Yeah… one day… Would we be forgotten?” I asked softly, a wave of sadness washing over me. “Maybe? With time I guess yeah. Weird s**t this conversation is.” “Hmm, maybe one day, someday someone would write our story and we will live on in the pages of our love story.” I said, before shaking my head sheepishly. “Sorry I just had this sudden moment of sadness.” “I have a way to make you forget about that s**t.” He murmured huskily, kissing my neck harder.

I sighed softly, my heart beating as his teeth grazed my neck, sucking on it, his hand squeezing my b*****s.

“F**k, Alejandro…” “I would like to do just that.” He growled, making me whimper as his hand slipped under my skirt and massaged my p***y.

I moaned, feeling my core ache. “But we have somewhere to be.” I whispered, forcing myself to pull away from him. “’Yeah? Who f*****g says?” He raised an eyebrow as he advanced toward me.

My eyes widened as a smirk crossed his lips.

“Umm, don’t we need to get back on the road? To do some digging, you had the name of someone who might have some information…” I backed away, only for my legs to hit the bed.

Alejandro smirked, his hand closing around my throat as he pushed me back onto the bed and straddled me, making my core knot in anticipation. “Yeah, but we both know it doesn’t take long for this p***y to be dripping wet.” I didn’t get a chance to reply before his lips were on mine, dominating me completely. I kissed him back with passion, the hunger for him settling deep in my core making my p***y clench. His hands tore off my top and bra, letting my b*****s bounce free, his eyes blazing red as he admired them.

He growled, squeezing my b*****s as he ran his tongue along my under-b**b tattoo, making me sigh softly. ‘F**k..

my neck with rough kisses, twisting my nipples before he went down, licking and flicking them, making me cry out

off my panties, slamming his fingers into me before

unable to stop myself from crying out as he finger

man

enjoying his groan of pleasure as I pumped it with my hands. Sucking his tip, he yanked me back, flipping me over onto my stomach, lifting

my girl, now… tell me how do you want it?” “F**k me like the beast you are.” I replied breathlessly, reaching behind me and stroking his c**k for a second. “Oh yeah.” And with that he rammed into me, making me scream. For a moment I couldn’t breathe as he began f*****g me relentlessly, his hands gripping

it possible that someone could make me feel so good and had me turned on fast, that all I wanted was for

whimpered hornily,

he placed one of his knees on

aching down below, I felt refreshed. Dressed in tiny white shorts and a neon pink crop top, I was basking in having Alejandro’s

sat in the back of the car, his hand on my thigh sent pleasure to my core,

hadn’t actually told me the details of our trip. “To see someone who might have some answers about the history of the packs.” He leaned over, placing a kiss on my forehead, making my stomach flutter. “I see, how did you find this person?” “Through some connections. Although we don’t really talk to packs abroad much, I know a few and with the recent mating b***s spreading worldwide, I was lucky enough to make

leaning against his arm. After another half

us here.” Alejandro

was greener and soon we stopped, spotting

I could smell that they were werewolves. “Alpha King Alejandro Rossi, it is an honour.” One of them said in accented English. “In the flesh, I appreciate the f*****g welcome.” Alejandro replied arrogantly, his alpha aura rolling off him in waves. His voice

an honour,

me. “It’s a pleasure to be

for Alejandro to step forward, respectfully taking their place a half step behind Alejandro, whose arm was around me tightly as he led the

walk much until we reached a wall surrounding some premises. It was