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I say hurriedly, honestly I don’t know about Alpha Enrique’s schedule, but I don’t just want this woman here. “Oh. Alright.” She masks her disappointment. “We should get going now.” Alejandro stands up and grabs his coat, I stand up too and he pats my hair. Suddenly I am transported to when we were little and he would pat me. Alejandro is ten years older than me, making him thirty-two. “I think she might be the one.” He whispers into my ears, “My Luna.” Oh Alejandro, don’t make the wrong decision. She’s most certainly not the one. --

she whispers, leaning into him and smelling the familiar scent and burnt cinnamon, “to always do stupid and spontaneous things with you.” Alex chuckles against his shoulder as he hugs her. As they embrace, Alex whispers, “And I promise to always say yes.” Ashly pulls back and leans in, kissing Alex as soft as feathers, her hands not letting go for a long time. In the sky, a cascade of gold washes over them. Five years later:

GUILTY She stole my heart Episode Nine Alexander "Where is she" I asked Philip as soon as he walked into the room. "Am sorry price but her last stop was her house and we haven't found out anything else"he said. "Damn it,I shouldn't have let her leave on her own now have lost her"I said bowing my head. When I felt something jump on the table. I turned and saw Aaron,my pet panther. "You know something right?"I asked and he smirked.

I ask. " I... I am not lying to you!” he argues. " I promise!” " Hendrix, you are lying to me!” I retort. " Who is this Alejandro guy, and why don't you want to tell me about him, for Christ's sake!” "Alejandro is just a business partner to Demetrius and I'm not hiding anything from you, sister-in-law, I swear!" He argues, sounding genuine, and at this point, I don't know which to believe anymore.

Her hair is falling in front of her eyes, and I want to move it back, but I can’t. Fuck, wake up! I look away. She doesn’t need me; she has the help she needs. Just then the door opens and Alejandro enters. His heart is thudding and despite the power that envelopes him, I can see the fear and vulnerability in his eyes as his eyes flick from his daughter to me before they return to her. He strides over to the bed, looking over at his mate and I know they’re conversing before Alejandro sighs, looking down at Skyla, before brushing her hair back and kissing her forehead.

Alejandro only raised a brow before stepping forward, clasping his friend’s hand firmly. “Long time no see, brother,” Alejandro greeted. “How could I see you when you’re always hiding in this mansion of yours?” Hellion shot back sarcastically. His words earned him a sharp elbow from his wife. “Stop that. This isn’t our house. Show our host some kindness,” Alyona chided, glaring at him. Hellion softened immediately. Alyona was pregnant, and he had promised himself never to stress her. Alejandro smirked, teasing his friend silently. “How are you, Zchneider Queen? This,” he said, pulling Erin close, “is Erin Graciella Santos—my Empress.”

Alejandro growled, tugging away and glaring at his little girl. "This one’s a fucking nightmare." "She’s annoying." Dante agreed. "All girls are, but can we go now?" "Patience is a virtue, guys." I smiled amusedly as they all headed out and I watched them walk down the path. Kataleya gave me a wave and blew me a kiss before she skipped off. Alejandro turned, giving me one of his sexy smirks before they vanished from view and I shut the door. I guess I’ll text the girls a little and then get some rest.

He made clear some things but won't even bother to move his lips to say something more clearly. Anyways I pulled away his thoughts and I take a fresh quick shower and went down stairs to eat dinner. Mr. Alexander came wearing his sweat pants and a tee. God, this man made things difficult with his sheer presence. We both sat on the dining table, Henry came and served us some hot creame red garlic pasta. Along with that he served some Spanish dishes called paella, Coretta, and Gazpacho.

Alessandro didn't answer, his long lashes lowering to cover his eyes, and his mouth came down to cover hers, and there, in the full brightness of an afternoon sun, he lost them both, lost them in the sheer beauty of a slow, slow climb to fulfillment. When Hailee awakened, what seemed like hours later, but was probably only a few blissfully forgetful minutes, Alessandro was gone. Was he still hating her? Was he hating himself for what just happened?

We’d just seen each other two months ago on a stopover in Amsterdam, but the happiness inside of me at the sight of my females was real. My females. We’re finally back in each other’s arms, with more men in our lives. I beamed at them with happiness as tears started to well in my eyes. My females, we’ve only dreamed of these moments before, to be with the males we loved and fought for. And now, we’re living the reality of those dreams. THE END. HE’S MY ALPHA - Cassandra M / Sept-Oct 2021