King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

Chapter 75

75 When Hope Is Lost RAYHAN 

This was it…

I saw Mom and Uncle exchange looks, almost as if Uncle was trying to relay a message. I didn’t need to be able to read minds to know what was on his mind. The emotions in his eyes spoke louder than words ever could.

If there was any doubt that maybe Dante was wrong and this wasn’t going to happen, it now vanished. That exchange said it all. I saw the pain in Uncle’s eyes before he lunged at the Djinn, hatred and anger clear in his eyes as he roared. His aura radiated off of him. The Djinn intercepted him, knocking him back and roaring in an unearthly way, his fiery body illuminating the darkening skies.

“He will not be able to hold that form for too long, but it gives him enough time to find a new host!” Someone shouted.

Time was running out.

A clash of attacks were happening in all directions, and I took a moment to try to assess our next move.

‘When all hope is lost…’ 1 Right now, we were holding well…

When was the right moment?

And how was I meant to work with the one guy who hated me the most?

I looked over at Leo. His huge wolf was an impressive sight. He was truly an Alpha wolf. His brown fur that held hints of steely blue was matted with blood, but it did nothing to dull his power or magnificence.

A true beast that matched the Rossi’s, and deep down, I wondered if Dante was right. Would he really help me? Would he care if Mom was killed?

A shrill, painful roar left the Djinn’s mouth, the flames growing higher, and we were all thrown back. Liam had returned but even his power was doing nothing other than holding off the heal a little His aura raged around him powerfully as the Djinn lunged at him. Liam ducked, moving aside as he met him mid-attack

The Witches were doing their best and as I cut down another wolf, I felt the ground tremble beneath ine I cut down two more wolves, wishing they weren’t simply his puppets…

Puppets… Just like those under Endora…

Uncle’s words about some of the Sangue pack members still played on my mind, and I couldn’t forget the little boy’s cries of pain… Would he become another Leo? Would he hate Us? The situation was different, but…!

The smell of blood, burnt flesh, and smoke hung in the air. Soon all I could see was the black

smoke that was making it harder to breathe.

The Djinn was not being affected by anything. No matter how many times someone managed to touch him, it did nothing to injure him, but he was in turn burning those around him to death or close enough. My stomach twisted as I watched one of the Beta’s from another pack attack the Djinn, but the moment he made impact; he was burnt entirely. How the fuck do we get close? Or at least stop those who did manage to get close from dying instantly…

The ground beneath us erupted, throwing us back violently. A sharp rock hit my left flank and I was tossed to the ground like I didn’t weigh a thing.

Damn this.

vastly, but it was obvious Uncle had clicked on too. ‘Get your men from beta rank and below to back off.

I relayed the message to my pack ‘Got

Alpha blood all stepped forward,

around us, fending off the attacking wolves. The witches were at the back, the sound of their chanting only growing louder. ‘When all hope feels

immense. It felt as if we had cornered the Djinn as each Alpha blooded werewolf attacked him,

to struggle to block all the attacks

aura were diminishing. I jumped, swiping my claws across his face. His eyes filled with hatred as he turned

is for my

one of us who attacked was being thrown

a heavy injury on his shoulder and neck. I growled in anger, running over to him and pulling him to safety. He was injured, but

scream as Aunty Red was thrown in

kept steady but his rage was now directed at Aunty Red. He

was in human form, and I could tell he was weakening. Despite that he remained strong, commanding and assessing the situations. Always at the heart

hissed in a voice that was not for

his claws into his shoulders. I felt an odd pulsating that I had felt earlier oozing off of him. Uncle let out a roar of agony that filled the air. “Do not fight me! Or I will kill all!” He hissed

Fuck!

of silver from the corner of

rage. As if sensing me watching him, he turned his attention to me, our eyes

had to

as Marcel attacked the Djinn, causing leo to hesitate when he was thrown to the ground once again, a

upon Marcel. A shrill whistling hiss filled

damage, and it was obvious the Djinn wanted him dead. I jumped in the way, growling ferociously. Leo needed to

glance at his father before he ran towards Mom, who had broken into

can do

saw Darien being knocked to the ground by an immense wave of power. The djinn’s hold

of them as

Fuck

out… I looked at Mom, who was dodging attack after attack. She was fast and lithe. When she jumped, spinning in the sky,

of the air. I heard her gasp. She hadn’t been expecting an attack from one of our own.

shifted back “I don’t fucking follow rules.” He growled, grabbing her arm and ripping the weapon from her grip. “Leo!” Her anger was palpable but Leo ignored her, holding her in a death grip before he turned to me and threw the dagger. I shifted back, Mom gasped just as the Djinn turned, realisation hitting him as he stared at the blade that I’d just

“A Virgin Blade…”

the Djinn as he slammed Leo and Mom to the ground

it’s not… The time is… I have time… I have time…” The Djinn was rambling, his fury

was down… Chris, Marcel…

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