Heather And Alejandro の小説・ストーリー

Yet somehow, Rael had become part of it. LIAM From across the courtyard, Liam watched the disaster unfold. “Look at them.” A guard beside him sighed. “Should we be watching the Alpha dance?” “No.” “Then why are we?” “Because they’re idiots.” The guard considered this. “Fair.” Liam drank his wine. The entire fortress was collapsing into supernatural chaos, ancient powers were awakening, the world might be ending and somehow his Alpha had chosen now to develop feelings. Excellent timing. Truly. The spy crossed the border just before midnight.

"My name is Vivian Kael. I'm Kael Vance's sister." --- The silence that followed was absolute. Riley felt the blood drain from her face, her hands clenching at her sides. Behind her, she heard Bella's sharp intake of breath, Elena's whispered curse. Kael's sister. The man who had killed Tata Pedro—indirectly, yes, but his greed, his violence, his refusal to stop—had a sister. And she was standing in the heart of Pedro's Grove, looking around at the community center like she was appraising a piece of real estate.

My voice echoed, small. And even before I saw water this river stink found me oil, dead fish, wet cement. I walked toward it because that gut pull said to me. Each step felt like dragging along a leash I couldn’t see. The mate-bond, I guess. I’d never met Kael Blackthorn, just heard the stories: the Alpha who left cooling bodies in his footsteps, who laughed as he ripped challengers into shreds. The notion should have scared me into looking elsewhere. Instead my legs kept going, which had been rented by something in the world.

Finally, he asked, I couldn’t bear to stay in separate rooms anymore but I wanted to play it cool and wait for him to ask. “Yes alpha, I’ll see to that today,” I said trying to contain my excitement. He took a few steps towards me. “Why do you do this alpha thing? Before we got together, I don’t think I heard you refer to me as alpha this much.” “It’s just my way of teasing you,” I replied giggling, placing my head in his chest. He held my wrist, pulled me closer, and crashed his lips on mine hungrily. I broke the kiss and he reluctantly pulled away. “Are you teasing me right now Hazel?”

It might end up in a catfight. Tiffany soon walked into the living room. “You asked for me?” Alejandro’s eyes smiled. “It was nothing much; I only heard about your canceled engagement to Jackson West. You must need some consoling. Don’t overthink it, I have to leave the country next month for surgery, so it might be a while until our next meeting. Consider it a farewell meal.” She did not answer and simply walked to the dining table and sat down. Alejandro lifted his hand, gesturing for an employee to serve the meal. He was certain that she would come and had already had everything prepared.

Until we meet again, Heatherians. THE END

Jacob met his brother’s intense stare, then let his gaze fall to the ground in shame of whatever had happened. “It’s her.” Alex tried to keep her tone down as the song ended and they didn’t need to cause a scene. She pointed to Brindle, who was now accompanied by Heather and Rachel. “What the fuck did you do?” Alex spat out at her and went to lunge for her neck. Danny grabbed a hold of her arm to pull her back just as Brindle flicked her fingers and knocked her away from her.

I trailed off, the words catching in my throat. He frowned, his brows drawing together. “Helena and Parker?” “They’re sleeping together,” I said quickly. I looked away, feeling heat rise in my cheeks. Alejandro’s face twisted in disgust. He looked like he was going to throw up. “You look like you’re going to be sick,” I said, a weak laugh escaping me despite everything. “Dios mío,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. “I always knew Parker was dirty, but this…” He shook his head. “That bastard. And that crazy bitch.”

“Valeria Mendoza — heiress, designer, coffee spiller, woman who taught me how to feel again — will you marry me? For real?” She was crying before she could speak. “You idiot,” she whispered. “Is that a yes?” She dropped to her knees, throwing her arms around him. “It’s a hell yes.” He laughed, burying his face in her neck, breathing her in like air. They stayed like that — tangled in each other — as the lights glowed and the petals fell. And for the first time in his life, Alejandro Herrera didn’t feel like he was losing control. He felt like he’d finally found it.