Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire

Chapter 49

49. A Call

LEO.

She played me fucking dirty and left. But despite the fucking beast she awoke within me, it was her words that really got to me. ‘Although I’m not enough for you…‘

If I wasn’t half as stubborn as I fucking was, I would have told her the truth that that shit ain’t true… But yeah, that’s all there fucking was to it…

I felt lighter getting that over with, and it reminded me of the past when I at least had my father… It’s just a shame it’s too late for all of that to be back. Right?

I was delaying… I knew I was far past the stage of Kiara being able to help me, but I don’t think I wanted to hear it. Even if I already knew the truth.

I pushed the thought away thinking back to the moment between Azura and Corrado.

Corrado has only ever said ‘I love you‘ to three people before now; Dad, Winona, and me. It had hit hard… He had taken to her, I didn’t need any more fucking signs that she was meant for me.

That hatred I felt… even the word elites… it all seemed so fucking far in the past… I walked to the bottom of the garden of the mansion and pulled out my phone. Time to ring Alejandro. I smoked my cigarette while looking down at my phone. Although I did not want to hear his cocky comebacks right now, I couldn’t delay it.

I found his number and hit call. He answered after a few rings.

“Leo.” His voice was level, yet it was obvious he was happy to get this damn call.

“Alejandro.” I replied.

“I’m getting lucky with all the calls. How are you?”

Not so fucking good.

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“Good to hear. How’s your son, or should I say, my grandson?”

I frowned, obviously that wasn’t going to stay a secret forever.

“Stop acting like I consider you anything close to a father.” I replied icily, refusing to answer his question. “I called for a reason.”

“You always fucking do.”

Just get it over with Leo…

“Arrange a meeting at your pack with the Alpha of the Black Storm, I need to speak to him.” I said coldly.

There was a pause before I heard the sound of a cigarette being lit.

“With Rayhan… is everything ok?” He asked, concern now evident in his voice.

“Perfectly.” I replied.

“So you’re ready to talk to him.”

I did not want him thinking this shit was from me…

“I made a deal with Azura that we will both do what we don’t want to, she’ll talk to her brother Atlas Kamdon, in return.”

He let out a low chuckle.

“You two are fucking perfect together, if in that short time you both have gotten each other to do the two things both your families have been trying to get you to do. I’m fucking impressed.

Yeah, she got me to agree to shit I refused to for years. I know that, somehow. Even when I kept her at arm’s length…

“It was a deal, nothing to be so fucking impressed about.”

“Oh yeah? Well, it fucking worked. I’ll get that meeting sorted. How soon are you looking?”

“How soon can he fucking do it? I’m sure he’s either fucking too busy with his hair, or some other weird shit like his singing.” 7

“Got to give it to him, he can sing, and that video that went fucking viral years back was courtesy of Skyla, who wanted him to be her popstar cousin. He’s quite a popular search on BlueXZ, I’m surprised you didn’t have him pulled down since you’re the owner of it.”

I hated him, but I made sure to keep an eye on all news I could get, but I wasn’t going to waste my time pulling him from the fucking net. After all, I’m the one who fucking created the search engine BlueXZ. It was accessible only to the supernatural, and something that was now beginning to be used across the continent. Alejandro knew I was the creator of it, I knew that from Marcel since he used to always fucking share whatever shit I was up to. Years back, when I first created it, I had been surprised that Alejandro had verified it as safe, although he had never commented on it to me, but it was now something used frequently. I had a team that was ever–growing, but to expand it, the Sangue Pack just wasn’t enough, but I always refused to branch out to other packs.

“I don’t have time to bother with the likes of him.”

Until now anyway, since I’m fucking trying to set a meeting between us.

“Fair enough, that was a smart move… If you ever want to expand, let me know. There are plenty of people who would love to work for such a company…”

“Hmm.”

“You know… Azura hasn’t had the easiest life, Leo.” I frowned, and although I wanted to tell him to fuck off, I also wanted to hear what he had to say. “She may have been raised in one of the most powerful packs in the country, but due to her birth, she has had a lot of negativity from many. Even at the academy, she was classed as the troubled child, and had been suspended several times for getting into fights. She’s a good kid, and she has a good heart with a tough fucking exterior, but don’t let it fucking fool you. Don’t hurt her, you already did that by rejecting her after marking her. I’m fucking surprised she’s able to stay strong after that… It’s going to take time for her and her wolf to heal. But just don’t fucking hurt her again, at least remember that she’s carrying your pup.”

I knew that… and I knew the extent of what my rejection did to her.

“Yeah, I know. Text me the date and we’ll be there.”

“One hundred fucking percent, bring your pup. I want to see him.” He replied, not pushing me.

I didn’t reply and hung up. I didn’t want to take Corrado because although he was an Alpha

pup,

Stefan was nowhere near as strong as me… I didn’t want anyone to ever fucking question his birth…

I slipped my phone into my pocket as I finished smoking my cigarette. I guess I’ll go get ready for this thing, and I couldn’t wait to see what exactly she was wearing because, according to Corrado, she was going to look ‘so so so so pretty.‘

Heck, she could be covered in garbage, and I’d still think she looked fucking gorgeous. I’d always remember the first time she caught my eye; it was before the bond snapped into place and something about that always felt perfect…

I hid my smirk making my way back inside.

It was two hours later, and I had changed into a black pair of pants, and a white shirt with my sleeves pushed up and a few buttons left open.

I looked in the mirror applying some cologne before I began styling my hair. Not sure why the fuck I was putting in the effort, but… I looked good. I could hear the music being played outside, whoever was in charge of it wasn’t doing so bad.

The current song reminded me of Azura and me. I paused for a moment, the words resonating in my head.

Smoking just to forget life… We might just be dancing… dancing to forget…” Suddenly the night didn’t seem so bad… to spend it with my family… with her. Who knows if the chance will come again.

Although I wondered what exactly Marcel had planned, it wouldn’t stop me from at least relaxing a little.

Alejandro had replied saying he had scheduled the meeting for the day after tomorrow, but we were welcome to come earlier. Now that a date was fucking set I wasn’t looking forward to it.

I had just put my shoes on, deciding to deal with some emails one of the boys had sent me on my phone, when there was a knock on the door.

“I’m coming in!” Corrado said, trying the handle and running inside without waiting for a reply.

I raised an eyebrow as he stood there, hands on hips, looking me over.

“You look good, kid.” I said, he was dressed in black jeans, white blazer and a red shirt.

“Yes, Daddy but I need to check if you look good too! I saw Azura. She looked so beautiful.” He said dramatically, before glancing towards the door as if someone might hear him.

“Oh yeah?” I asked, fucking hating that my heart had to race.

What the fuck was I? A damn teen?

“Yes Daddy, but I can’t tell you what she’s wearing. It’s a surprise, so come on! We need to go down before Azura goes down!” He said, pulling at my arm.

I stood up not knowing if I should tell him that she was expecting… I knew he’d find out sooner or later, I just didn’t want him to hear it from someone else… How would I explain it to him? Life could be so damn complicated… and yeah, I fucking know half of it is my own fucking ego that made it harder. a

Too bad I ain’t fucking changing.

I left the room, allowing Corrado to think he was pulling me along. His little legs running to keep up with my stride as we made our way downstairs…