Chapter 49 A United Plan
A United Plan
Alejandro
Ihated seeing the fear on her face as she put distance between us, running to the door.
“Liam!” she shouted, pulling the door open before turning and rushing to my side. She hesitated, falling to her knees a few feet from me. “Alejandro, baby, are you okay?” She asked, reaching out, then hesitating as Liam and Raven entered.
“I’ll get help,” Raven murmured, running off.
“Alejandro.” Liam was by my side, and although my entire body was fucking burning up and felt like it was being fucking torn apart from inside, I was in my fucking senses.
“Take care of her,” I growled, staggering to my feet. “I’m fine, Amore Mio, calm down.” I wanted to pull her into my fucking arms, but she was fucking scared of being near me and I did not want to make her even more panicked.
“I’m going to get some antidote.” I heard Liam say as he lifted Kiara to her feet, taking her out of the room with him. I could feel my body fighting it, and the urge to shift took over. A menacing growl that I knew filled every corner of the mansion ripped from my throat as I transformed.
“Al!” Darien’s voice came.
I turned as he waved two bottles of antidotes. Something told me those fuckers wouldn’t work, but I still grabbed them in my huge, clawed hand and downed them.
Nothing.
I still fucking felt like shit.
I’m fine, I growled through the link, sitting on the bed in Lycan form.
“Uncle!”
Tell her not to try healing me. This could be the exact same shit as what happened with Delsanra and Dante, I commanded through the haze.
“Raihana, you can’t heal him,” I heard Darien say as my vision darkened.
She was arguing, but someone took her away. The last thing I saw was Elijah and Scarlett enter, and then everything went black.
I opened my eyes groggily. My body was fucking killing me, but it wasn’t as bad as it had been earlier. The sun was still out, which meant I hadn’t been out for long. I sat up, squinting, and I was about to get out of bed when Scarlett placed her hand on my shoulder.
“I do not want to see you naked ever again. Stay in bed,” she almost growled. Seriously?
“Is Elijah’s prick that fucking small that seeing my big dick scared you?” I shot back. I heard someone let out a sharp, irritable exhale and turned to see Darien and Elijah there.
“He’s perfectly fine if he can run his mouth,” Elijah glared. I smirked. He didn’t deny that I was bigger than him.
“How long was I out?” I asked, resting back against the cushions and pulling the duvet over my waist. I wasn’t planning on shifting; my pants and fitted boxers were indeed gone.
“Just over an hour. How are you feeling?” Darien asked.
“I won’t lie and say that I’m not in any pain, but it is better than before. Did you guys give me something or some shit?”
“Something? Try several things… a few enchantments, which didn’t include direct magic from Raihana, so don’t get angry, every antidote in existence. We even tried Scarlett’s blood,” Darien replied, frowning at me. I could tell from his pale skin colour that he was shaken.
“What worked?”
“I don’t think anything worked. I think your body just fought it,” Scarlett answered.
“Where is she?” I asked. I needed to see her.
Silence.
“I asked, where the fuck is Kiara?”
“In the cells. She asked to be put there,” Elijah answered quietly.
His pain was unmasked, and I didn’t give a fuck about Scarlett’s trauma of seeing me fucking naked.
Getting out of bed, I crossed the room and heard her turn away sharply.
I went through to the dressing room and grabbed a pair of sweatpants.
“And you all did just that?” I asked, re-entering the bedroom after grabbing a pair of sneakers. Just that walk was fucking exhausting, but I was not going to let it get to me.
“You should have seen her state, I wouldn’t want my daughter locked up if there was another solution,” Scarlett said icily, “but she needed this for her own sanity.”
Yeah, I still didn’t give a shit. I left the room, even when they called me. I needed to see her.
“Al!” Darien caught up with me. “You can barely hold yourself together.” I growled, my eyes blazing as I looked at him.
“I am fucking fine,” I hissed. “You locked your fucking Luna away.”
“Under her command…” he said quietly.
I knew that. But it didn’t mean it made it any fucking easier. We left the mansion, and the moment we got to the cells, I started scanning each one.
“She’s in the cells on the lower floor,” Darien said hesitantly.
“Why?” I asked, trying to control my rage.
“Her orders.”
“Stay here,” I warned, taking the keys and unlocking the metal barred door.
Entering the cold corridor, I headed down the stone steps to the lower floor, a place that was entirely made of silver and stone.
Kiara was standing in the far cell, her arms wrapped around her waist as she stared at the ground.
Her scent overpowered the smell of silver, wolfsbane, and dampness. My fucking queen…
“Amore Mio.”
“Alejandro! Thank the Goddess, you are okay!” she exclaimed, running to the bars and grabbing hold of them, only to flinch before letting go and hiding her hands behind her back.
The emotions that ran through me were far too much to put into words, seeing her in this place…
she was the Queen, yet here she was in the cells which were reserved for the worst of criminals.
I walked towards the bars, glancing at the chains that hung from the floor and ceiling behind her.
To my irritation, I saw her feet tied to the chains on the ground.
She shouldn’t be here. It was making me physically sick, seeing her in this fucking environment.
“Show me your hands,” I commanded, my voice holding a dangerous edge. She shook her head.
“I’m fine,” she replied stubbornly. Her voice was as sexy and soothing as ever.
“Kiara.” Her eyes flashed with hatred, and I knew she was still battling for control.
“Leave,” she said, closing her eyes.
“When is it ever that way between us?” I asked quietly, unlocking the cell door. “If one of us pushes the other away, the other doesn’t listen.” I left the keys in the door, knowing I needed to be careful. Right then, she was stronger than me.
“Alejandro! Stay away!” She growled, backing away from me. I closed the gap between us.
“No. You’re mine, Amore Mio, and there is nothing that can fucking keep me from you, not even the Goddess herself. So what’s a fucking djinn gonna do?” I asked arrogantly. Her eyes flashed, but within the purple, I saw orange. Fucker.
She only stopped when her back hit the stone wall behind her, the chains dragging taut from around her ankles. Fucking silver chains… she was wearing jeans, but I knew they would still be affecting her.
“Alejandro, just listen, please, if you love me!”
Her claws were extended. She was about to dig them into her thighs to control herself, but I was not having her self-harming herself again.
She had stabbed herself earlier to stop herself.
I grabbed her wrists, pinning them to the walls by her head, making her gasp.
Her eyes returned to her beautiful blue-green, and I pressed my forehead to hers, relishing the sparks that coursed through me.
“We are going to get through this because, metres or miles apart, we will always be together. Just hold on for a little longer, and I will fucking handle this fucker,” I growled, my eyes blazing red.
Her pounding heart calmed, and her eyes shut. A small hint of a smile crossed her face, and I knew that she had lost the battle for now.
“Are you ready to die?” she asked in a cold, quiet tone, opening her eyes. The glint of orange had covered the blue in her eyes, bleeding into the green.
“For my family, if it comes to it, then yeah, I’m ready. The fucking question is, are you ready to be sent back to the fucking pits of hell?” I asked coldly. “Or better yet, for me to destroy you into fucking oblivion.”
“It’s not easy to get rid of me, let alone kill me.”
“Yet you are bound. If you really were as fucking powerful as you act, you would have come here. You would be able to take Dante, but you can’t.
I’m not sure why, but you aren’t as fucking powerful as you like to pretend,” I hissed.
The urge to rip him apart consumed me, and I couldn’t wait for the fucking day we ended him.
I had hit a nerve. A look of pure hatred and evil crossed Kiara’s face, an expression I had never seen on her face.
Ever. Even when angry, there was no evil within her.
I will fix this. I’ll destroy him. Just hold on, beautiful.
Even if she was pushed to the corner of her mind, I would save her from it.
“You don’t know what you are talking about.”
“Oh, I fucking do, and the fact that you are getting pissed off just means I hit the fucking nail on the head. What the fuck do you want with Dante?” A smirk twisted on her face. She looked at me with contempt but didn’t answer.
Well, fine. Two can play this shit. I was not going to let it rile me up.
“The next time we talk… it’s going to be face-to-face. Not when you are using my woman to hide behind like the fucking coward you are,” I growled threateningly.
“Let’s hope I don’t kill her down here. After all… I will have no use for her if she’s in the cells.”
That was it.
“Fuck you.”
Her eyes flashed purple. I saw her struggle to take control as the Djinn tried to rip free from my hold, elongating her claws and pulling one hand free. My stomach twisted as I realised he was aiming for her heart. Not on my fucking watch.
I growled, slamming her hand back against the wall, my aura rolling off me.
“Tie me,” Kiara groaned as she struggled.