Apart from Kataleya, the other two were clearly finding this amusing. I sat on the other bed, and Skyla giggled when the mattress creaked a little. The fuck was it creaking for? I was sure these things were fucking expensive.
“You are too big for that bed,” Little Miss Obvious stated, tucking her black hair behind her ear. “You men really need to learn to sit on the floor when telling stories.”
“Yeah? Is that where you get El and Liam sitting?” She smiled innocently.
“Oh no, us Westwoods don’t really sit on the floor.” Skyla cackled like a witch.
“Burn, Daddy! She’s saying Westwoods are better than Rossis!”
“Yeah, well, I don’t think so. Now, zip those mouths or no story,” I growled.I am not going to argue with an eight-year-old brat.
“Oh… so are you better than Kiara?” The sassy little devil pushed. I narrowed my eyes.
“She’s a Rossi now.”
“Not by blood,” she smirked.
“Daddy, you are amazing. You don’t need anyone telling you that,” Kataleya piped in gently.Okay, fuck, now my daughter was trying to make me feel better?
“Nothing this little thing says bothers me,” I growled. Azura simply blinked back as if she had no fuckingclue what I meant and shrugged.
“Oops, sorry, Alejandro,” she said, blinking. I exhaled, running a hand down my face.
“Alright, what kind of story do you want to hear?”
“How you and Mama met!” Skyla piped in.
I was sure they had heard this shit a thousand times, and because I had to fucking censor it, I didn’t even remember what the fuck Kiara or I had told them before…
“Right… so, I was chasing this monster, and it led me towards the Blood Moon Pack territory. Then I saw your mother, who was this amazing white wolf with burning purple eyes. So, I killed the fucker and saved Kiara from being killed.”
“Or she could have protected herself,” Skyla added. I narrowed my eyes at her as all three girls stared at me, waiting for me to continue.
“Maybe. So, anyway, she couldn’t see me, but I remember looking into her gorgeous blue-green eyes as she asked me who I fucking was.”
“So, she shifted back?” Azura asked.
“Yeah, because she was hurt.”
“So, she was naked. Oh, my Goddess, you saw her naked?” She gasped. Skyla giggled.
“Doesn’t fucking matter. Anyway, Liam, Raven, and some other fucker came, so I left. The next day, I was at Elijah’s, and she entered the room, and well, let’s just say she couldn’t keep her eyes off me,” I smirked.
“Dad, it’s you who can’t keep your eyes off Mom,” Skyla remarked, rolling her eyes. “Why do men think it’s all about them?”
“Trust me, you have no idea how egotistical these alphas are,” Azura replied. I exhaled, thinking I needed a fucking drink after this, or maybe fucking ten.
“I think Mama and Daddy both couldn’t keep their eyes off each other,” Kataleya added softly, hugging the plushie she was holding tightly. I didn’t miss the fabric she held tightly in her grip and frowned slightly but said nothing.
“Hmm, maybe. Then what happened?” Azura asked.
“Then, she got angry because I told her dad that she was attacked, and so she was pissed off and came up to my room and just barged in.”
“Ooo,” Skyla smirked. “Then what happened, Daddy?”
“Then I told her I’m the fucking King, and I do as I fucking want,” I smirked, remembering how I pinned her to the bed that day… “And she obviously wasn’t having it. Then she came over to my pack…”
I continued telling the very PG-rated version of the story, with Azura sometimes chipping in and Skyla having her fits of laughter whilst Kataleya listened with a gentle smile on her face. It felt good knowing she was home. Now to break the curse on Dante and Delsanra. I prayed we would have a fucking solution soon. I keptgoing until the twins fell asleep, but the Westwood devil remained awake, her creepily unblinking eyes staring at me.
