King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha
Within seconds, she and Rayhan were running up the stairs, their scent hitting my nose before they stepped into the room.
"Kiara." Delsanra said, her eyes burning red, she was currently in her demon form. I stood up and she hugged me tightly, Skyla crushed between us both, and only then did I realise that I was shaking too. "We are going to fix this." She promised, softly kissing Skyla on the head as she continued to sob into my shoulder.
Rayhan was by Dante’s side, placing the large bag he was carrying down, checking his pulse and forehead. A deep frown set on his face with his shoulder-length black hair falling in his face, before he turned to us frowning.