82. A Father''s Rage


    KIARA.


    “Calm down, Mama.” Dante says as I pace the lounge, nibbling at my nails, something I never do, but


    I’m not going to deny that I’m terrified of his reaction.


    Last night Alejandro had instantly called Darien to find out whose pack link broke, but no one had


    raised an rm but it had also worried him and so he is returning to make sure those pack members


    not in the country and those who are elsewhere are all safe.


    I know I’m going to have to tell him straight away, but the very thought is making me anxious.


    “I can’t. You know your father.” I murmur, closing my eyes when I feel his voice through the mind link.


    He’s in range.


    ‘Hey… Any idea what happened, Amore Mio?’ He asks.


    Goddess…


    ‘Come home, I’ll fill you in.’ I say, dropping onto the sofa and running my hands through my hair.


    “Mom. You’re shaking.” Dante says, concern clear in his voice as he kneels in front of me taking my


    hands in his and I realise I am.


    “He’s…” I close my eyes. “He is going to lose it.”


    I’ve never felt more scared to see Alejandro’s reaction than I am now. He had already been unable to


    tolerate the fact Sk was dating someone and was serious about it, despite Royce being a good


    person. I hoped he would havee to terms sooner orter, but marked… this is an entirely different


    ball game.


    Oh goddess, how am I going to exin this?


    “I’m right here. I can handle him and so can you. None of us can change the past. What is done, is


    done. He’s going to have to ept it or be prepared to lose his daughter. The choice is in his hands.”


    He nces towards the window, and my heart skips a beat when I hear the front door open.


    He’s here…


    The lounge door opens and both Dante and I stand up as I look at my mate.


    He looks as handsome as ever, his salt and pepper hair falling across his forehead clearly showingck


    of sleep and the fact he’s run his fingers through it numerous times. His shirt is slightly rumpled, his


    sleeves pushed up, and a few buttons open showing off the chains around his neck.


    “What the fuck happened?” He asks, as hees over to me, pulling me into his arms and kissing me


    hard.


    I kiss him back, trying to calm myself and pour the same calmness through the link, but my heart is still


    beating violently, the fear of him losing it is not something I can just push away and I’m failing to calm


    us both down.


    He moves back, his hands still on my waist as he tilts his head, his eyes narrow as he observes me


    sharply. “What am I missing? Something tells me I will not like what I’m about to fucking hear, am I


    fucking correct?


    “Sit down.” I say, pushing him onto the sofa and sitting beside him, cing my hands on his shoulder


    and thigh.


    Dante steps back, crossing his arms.


    ‘Good luck, you got this.’ He says to me through the link


    Do I? There’s no way to soften the blow and so I take a deep breath. “Baby, the pack link that was


    severed was Sky’s.” I say, and with my hand on his thigh, I give it a gentle squeeze.


    “Fuck, where is she! What happened?!” His eyes widen with worry and he’s about to get up when I


    shake my head, my hair flicking in front of my face.


    Despite his worry, he brushes it back as he waits for me to answer.


    “She’s fine, she’s simply… marked by her chosen.” I say quietly.


    His racing heart and the panic in his eyes seem to suddenly ebb away as he stares at me intently. The


    slowed thud of his heart echoes in my ears as the reality of what I said sinks in.


    I’m almost about to rx a little when his eyes suddenly simmer, burning red. His aura swirls around


    him and he stands up.


    “That fucking Arden…” He growls, his voice an animalistic snarl as his wse out.


    “Alejandro, she chose-”


    “He took away her choice! For fuck’s sake, he knows she’s only fucking eighteen. I don’t care what the


    fuck she wanted! She’s fucking eighteen, he isn’t even her fucking fated, so I know this is a fucking


    mistake!” He roars, his voice ringing in the room, as I close my eyes.


    “Alejandro, it’s done. She’s made the choice.”


    “There’s no fucking choice if the bastard is dead, my daughter will not be marked by an Arden!” He


    hisses.


    My heart skips a beat. That was not something I expected him to bring into this.


    “Baby, Royce is not his father. That is unfair.” I say quietly yet firmly, my own eyes shing violet.


    “Well, he won’t be fucking anything when I’m done with him.” He snarls, trying to push past me but I’m


    blocking him. I know he won’t push me but he suddenly picks me up and dumps me on the sofa,


    making me bounce and he’s at the door in a sh.


    “Alejandro!” I exim, getting to my feet.


    Dante sighs, and he moves, instantly blocking his father’s path.


    “I’m going to kill him!” Alejandro snarls.


    “Then you’re clearly forgetting that he can beat you in a fight. Calm down Dad.” He says, crossing his


    arms.


    “Dante, move the fuck out of my way, NOW!” Alejandro snarls as I hurry over to them. “Move or I will


    mess up that pretty face of yours.” He threatens our son.


    Dante cocks a brow, “Really?”


    “Not now Dante.” I whisper. I know he’s trying to channel his father’s anger and have it directed at


    himself, but I don’t want him hurt. Sure, he’s strong, but Alejandro is powerful too and can still cause


    some damage.


    “I’m going to kill him. All that fucking fa?ade about being responsible was fucking lies! I knew I should


    never have trusted a fucking Arden!” Alejandro growls, but his voice is more animal than human, and


    the hatred in his eyes and his raging aura is spreading through him, the bond and the room itself.


    “Alejandro, if you say anything to him, you will lose your daughter. You know Sky!” I exim, gripping


    his arm, as I force him to turn towards him. “You know her!”


    “Her fated is out there! This could be a fucking shitshow, Kiara!” He snarls as he looks me in the


    eye.


    “I know, my love. I know… but she’s made her decision, plus Royce is not someone I think will y her.


    He’s strong, loyal and honest.”


    “I’m sure Dad knows the strong part after getting his ass beat by him.” Dante hums, making Alejandro


    send a deadly re his way.


    Alejandro isn’t in the mood to y, and I can feel his rage simmering and bubbling - brimming higher


    and I know another wave of rage ising. His fists are balled, his chest heaving, and his eyes are still


    burning red as he stares unseeing at the floor, lost in his own thoughts.


    “I don’t care who he is. It’s time Sk learned that she’s still my fucking daughter, and this is a mistake.


    I am not going to simply let it slide.” His voice is calm and dangerous and my stomach twists.


    He isn’t lying. I can feel drips of his emotions through the bond that he’s trying to block off, and failing,


    but I know this rage… the pure blistering rage of his Lycan is oveing his ownmon sense.


    “Alejandro, listen to me, think calmly, let’s take a break-”


    “She can date the fucker, but I will never allow my daughter to be with a fucking Arden.” He says,


    spinning around and mming his fist through the wall, making me gasp as an earth-shattering roar


    leaves him and I flinch as he breaks through the walls. I step back as debris flies everywhere, shielding


    my face.


    For the first time in years, he’s terrifying me. He doesn’t stop as he delivers another fist through the


    wall.


    “Alejandro…” I plead. “Calm down.”


    “Don’t tell me to calm the fuck down!” He snarls, “I told you that you’ve given them too much freedom!


    Especially Sk. You. Leave.” He adds, turning to Dante, who is watching him keenly.


    “No, I’m not leaving, simply so you can me Mama for something she has no hand in.” He says


    warningly.


    I know he gets defensive of me, but I don’t want him arguing with his father.


    ‘Dante it’s ok, just go, please.’ I say through the link.


    I can handle Alejandro.


    ‘No.’


    I sigh, stubbornness runs through their genes…


    “You can’t use the line that he is an Arden, Alejandro. Royce is not like Keh. We’re better than


    that.” I say softly.


    “He’s his fucking son!” Alejandro snarls, scanning the room as if looking for something else to break.


    “And you are being unreasonable,” Dante adds,ing over and standing beside me.


    “I’m not, the Arden’s are nothing but trouble.” Alejandro sneers, with pure hatred.


    “Always remember that where youe from, does not make you who you are. Evil can be born from


    good, and good can be born from evil. Remember who your own mother was before judging Royce for


    who his father is.” Dante’s voice is powerful and calm.


    But his words don’t go down well with Alejandro, who growls, ring at his son. “Back the fuck out! You


    don’t have a fucking daughter to know how it feels!


    “But I do.”


    We all turn sharply, and my heart skips a beat when I see none other than Dad standing there.


    “Dad…” I almost run to him, realising my eyes are prickling with tears and my heart’s pounding as relief


    floods me. I’m so relieved to see him…


    I nce up at Dante.


    He called him…


    “I don’t need your shit, Elijah.” Alejandro snarls.


    Dad isn’t ying as he frowns, his cerulean eyes trained on my mate.


    “I don’t really care if you do or not. When it came to not one but two Rossis treating my daughters


    wrong, I dealt with it. I tried to understand, despite what both you and Leo did to my girls. I would say


    Karma is a bitch, but from what I know, Royce has done nothing but treat Sk correctly.” Dad


    continues as he steps in front of him, almost like a shield between us and Alejandro’s wrath.


    “So tell me, how badly is your ego bruised that you are being so fucking unreasonable?” Dad


    continues, his voice is cold as he res at Alejandro. “And I do not appreciate you shouting at my


    daughter and grandson.”


    Alejandro snarls, but Dad stands his ground and I know Alejandro knows he’s right. Dante steps back,


    pulling me back with him as the two men face off.


    “You know that Keh is a fucking snake.” Alejandro says, slightly calmer.


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    “Yes, I also know he tried to kill Rafael… but I also lost my sister, my best friend and my father to your


    mother. Have I ever med you or seen you in the same light?” He says, his voice disying the


    glimmer of pain that will never fade.


    My heart squeezes as I turn to Dante, who wraps his arms around me.


    “That’s…” Alejandro starts, but he has nothing to say.


    “....exactly the same thing. Alejandro, listen to me. If Sk allowed this man to mark her, she must be


    serious, and we all can agree that she never takes anything seriously. But now she’s serious about


    something.”


    “But he is not her fated.” Alejandro says venomously.


    “It means nothing. I have never felt that the bond means much. Indigo was proof of that. I was ready to


    reject my fated for Red, I swear, if she wasn’t my fated, I’d still have made her mine. She was the


    woman I wanted long before our bond snapped into ce and I was going to keep her, no matter what


    the world or Selene wanted. Remember, this isn’t the first time someone was ready to choose their


    chosen over fated. Remember, Raihana refused to go to the mating ball for Chris.”


    “They turned out to be fucking mates, as did you and Scarlett!” Alejandro growls.


    He isn’t listening to what Dad is saying.


    “Who knows? Maybe Royce will be Sk’s fated. We don’t know yet.” I say softly.


    “The Sris King does not have a fated.” Dante murmurs, making all three of us turn sharply to him.


    “Fucking King, my foot. He is no king.” Alejandro snarls.


    Dante cocks a brow. “Sure Dad, whatever you say, since you seem to know everything.” He says


    quietly.


    “And you are not acting like a king right now,” Dad says.


    “Because I’m a fucking father! I’m not forgiving him.” Alejandro says, frowning as he pushes past Dad


    roughly and takes out a cigarette, storming from the room as he lights it.


    "When Sky finds her true mate, it''ll serve him fucking right." He mutters.


    "Be careful what you wish for..." Dante murmurs, frowning at his Dad''s back and I sigh heavily as Dad


    looks at me and smiles slightly.


    “He’ll be fine. He just needs to realise that it is extremely painful when your daughter actually finds


    another man.” He says as he envelops me in a warm hug.


    I smile as I hug him back.


    That’s true, but I wish he knew that we would always love and need our fathers…