Heather And Alejandro Novels & Stories

Heather played her part perfectly, smiling and nodding whenever required, all of the whilst plotting her escape. One nighttime, because the sun set over the sprawling estate, Heather slipped out onto the balcony for a moment of solitude. The cool breeze kissed her skin, and she closed her eyes, savoring the short reprieve. She was so misplaced in the concept that she didn’t pay attention to Mihir's technique till his hand rested on her shoulder. “You look tired,” he said, his voice easy. Heather flinched however face masked her reaction. “Just worn out,” she said, turning to face him.

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.

"Starting with Alejandra, who’s disabled and became a curse; then Alexis, who deceived so many people; Alpha Albert, who’s actually a lycan and has been faking his identity as an alpha werewolf all this time; and then the rumors about your forbidden relationship with Alexis and Alejandra—even if they’re not identical twins, of course you can’t have both of them.” I saw Kyle’s hands clench into fists, but I shook my head, signaling him not to react because we needed information from Theana right now. “It was a mistake, all right. But that was a long time ago,” Kyle replied after letting out a heavy sigh. “I’m back with Ale now, and we’re doing fine. We might even plan to have a second child a

His voice was deep and gentle, like it could melt away any worry. He smiled as he set a plate of scrambled eggs and toast in front of me. I couldn't help thinking about last night's passion. My cheeks still felt warm. I could sense something different about my body. I think I might be pregnant. We've been together for six years. From when he was just the Alpha heir to now, when he's the Alpha of Silver Moon pack. We're finally going to have our own child. I touched my belly with satisfaction, imagining our happy future together.

That didn’t mean she didn’t look as lovely as always. “I’ve known Aléjandro for most of my life.” Taking a breath, I stopped walking. We were out of earshot of the others yet not near the kitchen. “Catalina, I don’t want this. I don’t like him.” Could I say I hated him? Not yet, but I was confident I would in time. “You only barely met him.” “Did you hear about the night of the wedding, after you and Dario went upstairs?” She nodded. “Aléjandro and Dante got into a disagreement.”

I couldn't hear Alejandro's conversation with her, but I knew something was going on. The next moment, Helen turned to face me with a fake apologetic smile on her face. “Hi there. I think I'll have to steal him for a while.” I expected Alejandro to resist, but he turned to me, and all he said was, “I'll be right back.” I scoffed as he walked away with her, suddenly finding myself alone in the middle of the floor. I grabbed a glass of champagne from a waiter passing by and downed it, trying to stop myself from going after them and ripping Helen's hands away from my man.

Harper appears from the kitchen carrying a basket. “I said he wasn’t spoiling you enough.” Alejandro sighs dramatically. “I can’t win in this house.” “You don’t need to.” She pats his shoulder. “You already did.” My cheeks immediately grow warm. Alejandro notices, he smiles but wisely says nothing. The drive to Malibu is peaceful. The windows stay open, the ocean breeze fills the car. A playlist neither of us remembers creating quietly plays old love songs. Halfway there, Alejandro reaches to skip one.

His face contorted in rage, making me take a step back. “You’re right, I didn’t, because the Alpha did,” Axel snaps. He turns, looking at Ace who innocently stands a few steps away, trying not to make is seem like he is listening into the conversation. “Hear the Ace? Did you know Jada and Kael are mates?” Ace doesn’t say anything, just looks down at his feet. “You listened in on our conversation you jealous creep,” I growl. I have to refrain from yelling at him in case kael and Grayson hear, as they aren’t too far away.

"Hello?" "Good day, Miss," a cheerful voice answered from the line. "This is Alejandro. Do you remember me? You saved my wife's life back in Chiang Mai. I haven't had the chance to properly express my gratitude," Alejandro explained with evident excitement. "Oh, hello. Please don't worry about it; it was nothing. I'm just relieved to hear your wife is doing well," Elena replied, genuinely glad to know her past action had borne good fruit, feeling a brief moment of comfort amid her troubles.