Page 65 of The Alpha's Heir

“Whose body is that, Ale?” I hear Matteo ask his brother.

“It's Tony Serrano, he was behind it all, Sal. He wanted our firms and got Dominga to help him take out your papa. His firm is now mine because I took his head.”

I gag as Ale rolls Tony Serrano’s head out from beside him. “He shot Dominga and me at the same time. She died instantly, but he got me in the leg. I think I passed out after I killed him.”

Not long after that, Ale passes out again. We can’t take him to the hospital because it would attract the attention of the police, so I do the only thing I can think of. I contact the only person with the power and resources to help us.

I call Alpha Aiden Goldrick and beg him to save my husband’s life.

*** Eva ***

I ask Mrs Moore to take Summer for a little while when Aiden returns home from his father's. I can tell from the blood and dirt on him that something terrible has happened. I just want to offer him the same level of love and support that he has always given me.

He shakes and shivers as he stands in front of me. My big strong Alpha is hurting, and he needs me. I need to be strong for him now like he has always been strong for me. I start the shower until it is really hot just as he likes it, and I remove his dirty clothes.

Once he is down to his pants, I take him by the hand and direct him to the shower. I wash away the dirt and the blood and stench of desperation. It's only when I rinse him off that I notice his eyes are full of unshed tears. Despite being fully dressed, I step into the shower with him and hold him close to me as he releases all his pain and anger.

At first, Aiden tries to pull away. He tries to stop his tears, but I hold his face in my hands. “Let it out. You saw what holding onto pain did to me and Lina, so let go of it, Aiden. Share it with me because I am sharing mine with you too. Then we can both be free of our demons and can move on to the future together.”

His salty tears fall between us, he kisses me as he cries, and when his need becomes too much, I give my body to him to provide any comfort and support he needs. He rips my clothes from me with urgency and lifts me so I can wrap my legs around his waist. The exquisite feeling of Aiden’s hard cock filling me and pushing into me repeatedly has me panting with my own need.

“Eva. I love you. Please, can we have our Mating Ceremony?” I chant yes to his request; I chant it over and over as my own orgasm erupts and consumes me. I clench him deep inside me and, with a groan of satisfaction, he shudders and stills inside me. His cock continues to twitch as his red-hot come coats my inner walls. “You said yes.”

I look into the deep, mesmerising green eyes of my mate; the tears are spent but there is still longing there in them. “I did. I wasn’t sure about the ceremony. I thought it was like a marriage, but nothing between us is anything like what was between Ryan and me. I feared tainting what we have and it turning like my marriage did, but I know with certainty now. I love you, Aiden Goldrick, and you are the love of my life. I want to spend forever with you, loving you, supporting you and sharing everything with you. So, my answer is yes. I want our Mating Ceremony too.”

Excitement and joy flows through our mate bond as Aiden kisses me passionately. His cock is still inside me and starts to harden yet again and we slowly make love this time, taking our time and really enjoying each other. Aiden angles his thrusts so he is hitting my G-spot with every stroke. He keeps me upright with one arm and with his other hand he caresses my clit. My body shakes and trembles as I edge towards a second climax, and I cling to his strong shoulders as my body submits to the delight only my mate brings.

“You’re fucking perfect, Eva. You’re my perfect mate. My perfect lover. My perfect Luna and I love you and want the world to know.” He thrusts deeper and harder than ever before, there is an urgency in him that I have never seen before.

“I love you too, Alpha. I love you with all my heart and cannot wait to declare it to the world.” He growls as he finally comes inside me again. I wrap my arms around his neck and rest my head up against his chest.

“I don’t know how you do it, but I feel a lot better now. Thank you.” He gives me a quick peck before helping me down and this time he cleans me. “I didn’t hurt you, did I? I know I was a bit rougher that last time.”

I drag my lips across his, “It was all amazing. It felt so good, Aiden, and it was what you needed. You needed to be close to me. I am more than satisfied and happy.”

As we dress in the cell, stealing kisses in between, reluctantly pulling our clean clothes on, Aiden’s phone starts ringing. “Ah, fuck it, I’m not answering. It’s late and I just want to snuggle with my girl.”

However, it rings again, and again, and then my phone starts ringing too.

“Who the fuck is ringing us?” Aiden asks as he crosses the room to get his phone. “Oh. It's Salma, something must have happened.”

My initial thought is that she has found Junior. “Sal? What’s up?”

“Ale’s been shot, he’s in a bad way and I can’t take him to the hospital. Please ask Aiden if his healers will treat him.” I start to shake as I tell Aiden what has happened.

Aiden takes the phone from me. “Where are you?” Her answer is inaudible to me. “Where has he been shot? And by what? How long ago? Bring him straight here, now, I’ll clear it with Border Control and brief the healers straight away.”

Aiden mindlinks Border Control and the Healers and I try to put the rest of his clothes on him.

“I’ll send Sal to sit with you. Ale’s is in a really bad way from what she said. She’ll need her friend.”

“I’ll be right here, go and save our friend.” I kiss him goodbye before he locks the cell and it’s not the first time I have felt helpless by being held inside here.

Sal comes down into the dungeon to wait about an hour later. She shakes with nerves and exhaustion, and I do everything I can to comfort her, but the only thing that could make this better is Ale being okay. Summer returns from Mrs Moore’s care and she hugs Sal and sings nursery rhymes to her and settles her in a way I never could. The pure adoration my daughter has for her Auntie Sally is so beautiful to see.

Summer settles on her bed and Sal sits and strokes her head. “She’s so precious, Eva. She is such a beautiful soul.”

I couldn’t agree more. I know she is my daughter and, therefore, I love her no matter what, but she is so caring and fun. She has a soul as sincere as an angel.

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