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.

Uncle jump up, his sword raised and his aura visible against the flames, like black waves enveloping his body. So only Alpha-level wolves were able to get close and not die… That hacked down our numbers vastly, but it was obvious Uncle had clicked on too. ‘Get your

message to my pack ‘Got it Alpha! ‘Yes,

Alphas, two ex-Lunas, and fifteen more of Alpha blood all stepped forward, along with

created a wall 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 like

each Alpha blooded

to struggle to block all the attacks We

were diminishing. I jumped, swiping my claws across his face. His eyes filled

for my

but with each passing moment, it was becoming increasingly obvious that he wasn’t going to die. Every one of us who attacked was being thrown aside like ragdolls. I growled, seeing Chris

I could see a heavy injury on his shoulder and neck. I

had stopped him from having his head ripped off. I turned back, hearing a scream as Aunty Red was thrown in the air,

out of his ribs. His power kept steady but his rage was now directed at Aunty Red. He launched himself towards her, ready to tear her to shreds, but Uncle Al and Marcel attacked him,

weakening. Despite that he remained strong, commanding

NEVER DIE!” The Djinn hissed in a

those who heard it. His gaze was on Uncle, before he sank 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

Fuck!

the corner of my eyes as Darien handed something to

with rage. As if sensing me watching him, he turned his attention to me, our eyes met and I knew this was the time.. From the corner of my eye, I saw the Djinn

had to

Djinn, causing leo to hesitate when he was thrown to the ground once again, a bloody mess,

his gaze upon Marcel. A shrill whistling

Marcel had done some damage, and it was obvious the Djinn wanted him dead. I jumped

he ran towards Mom, who had

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fighting back with one arm, he was still powerful. I saw Darien being knocked to the ground by an immense wave of power. The djinn’s hold on Uncle remained throughout,

managed to kill a few of them as well. A few Alphas had died

Fuck

who was dodging attack after attack. She was fast and lithe. When she jumped, spinning in the sky, she was the perfect example of the Ahmar Qamar fighting style. Her

waist, knocking her out of the air. I heard her gasp. She hadn’t been expecting an

been close… “Leo! Don’t do this!” She shouted as Leo 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

“A Virgin Blade…”

and Mom to the ground before he began advancing towards me was clear, his aura of fire growing as he turned his gaze on me. I

is… I have time…

the area, Aunty Red was down… Chris, Marcel…

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