“Al…” she whispered, grabbing my shirt, her heart beating erratically as she looked around and then up at me. The sound of the kids screaming and laughing from outside reached us, and she exhaled, slumping in my arms with clear relief. “Thank the Goddess... you’re all okay,” she murmured, her lips brushing my neck before she showered my neck with quick kisses, sending rivets of sparks through me.
“Yeah, we’re fucking okay, but what about you? What happened?” She looked around the room and the ground as if searching for something.
“I… there was a… a note.”
Her eyes looked haunted as she looked around the room. I kissed her lips softly, my hand twisting in her hair and stroking her waist, wanting her to know she was going to be fucking okay.
“It’s okay, everything is fucking all right. Relax.” I reassured her before looking around to see what note she meant. “Where’s the note?” She shook her head, looking confused, and I wondered if last night’s fucking sex-a-thon had fucking drained her out.
“I…” She placed a hand on her glossy hair and sighed, biting those luscious lips of hers before she shook her head in defeat.
“Never mind. We’ll deal with this shit later; shall we go outside?” I asked, stroking her thigh.
She nodded, looking into my eyes, and I felt my stomach twist. The look of fear that filled her soft blue-rimmed soft green eyes was one I hadn’t seen in years…
Whatever the fuck happened was serious, and I was definitely going to ask her later. For the moment, I’d get the men to scour the area. I stood up, lifting her to her feet, and wrapped my arms around her tightly, never wanting to let her go. If there was one thing I fucking hated above everything else, it was seeing my queen in any kind of pain. I kissed her neck and shoulder sensually, my hand massaging her back comfortingly until her heartbeat steadied.
“I love you, my sexy beast.” She looked up at me, her eyes holding so many emotions, and I frowned. Whatever the fuck happened had shaken her.
“And I fucking love you, Amore Mio,” I replied, gripping her chin before kissing her passionately, only breaking away when she gasped for air. “We’ll talk later, all right?” She nodded, exhaling and giving me a tight hug before we returned to the garden after grabbing the sauces.
“Are you okay, Kiara?” Scarlett, Kiara’s mother, asked her.
“Yeah, perfectly,” Kiara replied, blushing lightly under everyone’s gaze. My nympho always looked fucking hot, but I fucking swear, with each passing year, she seemed to somehow become even fucking hotter…
“Right, everyone, sit down!” Raven, Kiara’s brother’s mate and also Kiara’s best friend, called out. She was probably the smallest one there; I was sure Dante was her fucking height already. No idea how the fuck she’d had five pups at once. She had looked a fucking sight.
“Is the Alpha Council still on next month despite Elder Allen’s health?” Rayhan asked me as he took the seat opposite.
“Yeah, we can’t really delay it. The winds are changing. It’s fucking needed.”
I glanced over at Elijah and saw his frown deepening. There was something afoot. After years of living in fucking peace, I could feel it in the air. Something was coming… but I didn’t know what…
“Do you boys really need to discuss work?” Maria, Rayhan’s mother, scolded.
“Blame him, I didn’t do anything,” I replied coldly.
My brother, Rafael Rossi, died five years ago protecting Maria, his mate, and Delsanra… it was a death I wouldn’t ever get over. It was taking its toll on Maria, too. With each passing year, she got weaker, slimmer, and more exhausted, as if simply living was becoming harder for her. Although she had kept her sanity, with our kids serving as a fucking distraction for her, it still wasn’t enough. I didn’t want her to lose herself, but when you were mated to a powerful alpha, the parting was even fucking harder…
“Alejandro?” Maria’s voice brought me out of my fucking thoughts, and I raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah?”
“Are you okay?” She asked, concern clear in her grey eyes. I smirked.
“One hundred fucking percent,” I replied. She smiled slightly, giving me a nod. Once upon a time, we couldn’t stand each other.I’m sure Raf’s fucking proud of our bond now.
“Daddy, may I sit next to you?” Kataleya asked softly. Her large dark eyes were the same colour as mine yet were filled with a warmth mine lacked.
“Sure thing.”
My youngest pup, I swear, despite how fucking crude my language was, that angel was the politest, fucking sweetest thing on the damn planet, and sometimes I felt she was far too pure for this fucking world. Unlike her elder twin and brother, her special ability was completely different from theirs. She smelled of something soft and sweet, yet you could only smell it when you were around her. You wouldn’t sense her coming or be able to track her scent, which could become fucking worrying at times in case she wandered off.
Kiara sat down on my other side, kissing my lips softly, and I was fucking relieved. She seemed a little better again.
“After eating, I can’t wait to cut the cake,” Skyla stated. She was the elder of the twins and I swore she was fucking Lucifer incarnate at times.
“Once you finish your food properly,” Scarlett told her granddaughter.
