King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha
The twins were on the swings, whilst the Westwood devil was hanging upside down in one of the trees, her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes staring blankly ahead and a creepy as fuck smile on her face whilst Dante sat on the bench with Scarlett and Elijah.
Scarlett glanced up when we approached, a smirk crossing her lips as she looked at her daughter knowingly, whilst I walked over to the swings smoothly.
Kataleya looked a little distracted, and once again I saw that same piece of fabric in her hands.
"Daddy, push me!" Skyla asked.
I obliged, pushing both girls slowly.
"Faster, Daddy we aren’t scared." Skyla complained.
"I got ice cream, kids!" Kiara called.
"I’m a bat. I can’t come down.