King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

Chapter 52

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.

“You’re f*****g perfect.” He growled, squeezing my b*****s as he ran his tongue along my under-b**b tattoo, making me sigh softly. ‘F**k.. I want you to f**k me hard Alejandro’ I whimpered through the bond

‘With f*****g pleasure.’ He growled, attacking my neck with rough kisses, twisting my nipples before he went down, licking and flicking them, making me cry out in pleasure

He pushes my skirt up, and rips off my panties, slamming his fingers into me before I could even get my bearings, making me moan loudly. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

In the back of my mind, I knew that the walls of the room weren’t that thick, but I was unable to stop myself from crying out as he finger f****d me hard and fast. Pulling out, he was about to flip me over

when I sat up, unzipping his pants and pulling them down, freeing his thick hard c**k

Goddess this man was so huge…

I wrapped my hand around it, licking the tip, 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 me up on my knees so my a*s was up in the air. I blushed despite how h***y I felt.

He delivered a sharp tap to it. “Want me to f**k you, baby?” “Yes, f**k me hard, Alejandro.” I moaned. “That’s 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 my hips, our skin slapping against each other as pleasure consumed us.

How was it possible that someone could make me feel so good and had me turned on fast, that all I wanted was for him to f**k me day and night, and even then, I just wanted more.

“That’s it, baby.” I whimpered hornily, my o****m building.

He moved back slightly, still half-buried in me, before he lifted my leg, yanking me onto my side. As he draped my leg over his shoulder, he placed one of his knees on either side of my other thigh as he began f*****g me fast once more. The new angle only allowed him to bury himself deeper into me, making me cry out in pleasure…

Two hours later we were on the way to our destination, freshly bathed and aching down below, I felt refreshed. Dressed in tiny white shorts and a neon pink crop top, I was basking in having Alejandro’s eyes rake over me. There was something empowering knowing that someone craved me and desired me the way Alejandro did.

Even as we sat in the back of the car, his hand on my thigh sent pleasure to my core, and I felt at ease.

“So where are we going exactly?” I asked, tilting my head up towards him. Alejandro 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 some neutral ties with a few people.”

I nodded, leaning against his arm. After another half an hour the driver stopped, and we got out.

“Wait for us here.” Alejandro ordered.

We walked for a few minutes on foot, the area was greener and soon we stopped, spotting two men dressed casually, sunglasses on and as if waiting for someone.

Us. 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 was serious, level yet exuding so much power that it was obvious he was silently showing his status. And it was not missable.

“Blessed Luna Kiara, it is an honour, we have heard of your powers.”

I smiled graciously as they lowered their head to me. “It’s a pleasure to be here too.” I replied warmly.

“Our Alpha is awaiting you. Follow me.” The second man said, motioning for Alejandro to step forward, respectfully taking their place a half step behind Alejandro, whose arm was around me tightly as he led the way into the trees.

We didn’t need to walk much until we reached a wall surrounding some premises. It was silent,

especially if this was pack grounds. The gates opened and we were led to one of the buildings, it became obvious it was not the living area but more just a work area of a pack.

“Please take a seat.” One of the men said when they led us to a formal-looking lounge Alejandro took a seat and I followed suit. “Our Alpha is on his way.” The man bowed, motioning to the array of refreshments that were on the table. “Please help yourself.”

They left us alone and I glanced around. ‘Don’t eat anything.’ Alejandro commanded through the link, just when I was about to reach for one of the yummy-looking pastries.

‘But they look so good.’ I pouted.

‘I’ll take you to some bakery or some s**t when we’re done with this c**p, so just wait. We can’t trust anyone even if they are willing to help.’ His words were weighed down with seriousness and I didn’t argue.

I’ll hold him to that. I would make sure he got me some fresh Italian pastries. A man who looked a lot older than Alejandro entered, a metal cane in hand, despite his limp he held himself with arrogance. “To have the Lycan king himself visit our pack is a great honour.” He said, his deep voice resonating in the room. The two men that had accompanied us here stood in the doorway. “Alpha Matteo Bianchi, I appreciate the welcome.” Alejandro said standing up. The men hugged as if they had met before, but I knew that wasn’t the case.

“Queen Luna.” He bowed his head slightly and I bowed mine.

He held his hand out and I took it, he gave it a firm shake before taking the seat opposite, the curiosity to know what was wrong with his leg intrigued me and I was tempted to ask.

“I didn’t know you were bringing the queen, or I would have had my daughters be here.” “It’s fine, it was short notice for the both of us, I just appreciate the fact you took time from your schedule for this.”

Alejandro replied, his eyes cold. Watching him, it was like he was a completely different person than the one I knew. Cold, aloof, powerful…

“Then let’s get down to business. Shut the door.” He commanded his men, motioning them to leave.

They bowed their heads and backed out of the room, shutting the door behind them. “So, you want to know about the Lupo Nero Pack.” “Yes.” Alejandro responded with a nod, as he took out a packet of cigarettes and placing one between his lips, flicked his lighter on. My heart thudded as I watched him, his eyes flicked to mine and my core knotted.

Goddess, why did he have to look so handsome doing something so bad like smoking?! I pouted slightly and he smirked, looking back at the other Alpha as he took a drag on his cigarette.

“I’m all f*****g ears.” Alejandro said leaning back on the sofa.

“Then let me tell you, I don’t know too much, but what DeAngelo Rossi did was a heinous crime that none have forgotten. His barbaric ways shaped the future of the Packs of Italy.”

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