Hope everyone enjoyed these two super long chapters lol, got to love Skyla haha
~ ENRIQUE ~ The sound of the waves hitting the shore are violent, almost as if agitated, trying to contain the impending storm. I exhale as I look at the Manatees that litter the shore. Drained of blood, and they have a circular bite that reminds me of a piranha’s teeth. There’s a few bruises on the body where it had been held down. “And not just Manatees…” Carlos says as he places a bundle he’s holding down. I glance down, my stomach churning, before closing my eyes. The sight before making me sick. There in the blanket was a child with the same puncture marks covering his face. His body is grey and swollen with water deforming it, proof he’s been in water for a while. Something is out there, and it is hurting more than just animals. This is the third attack where it’s a person that has been found dead. “Still no sighting?” I say, lifting the child’s head and wrapping him up in the cloth properly. He barely looks above five years old. Somewhere… someone’s lost a child. He’s human
~ Enrique ~ The delicious smell of desserts hits me as I sit at the head of the centre table in the dining room of the packhouse, finishing off the main course. I love my food, but I love dessert more. I might just make the chica upstairs jealous and take my dessert up to eat it in her presence. When I got back a short while ago and went to check on her she was sitting on the bed freshly showered. She asked if she could join me for dinner; I said no and had Alondra take hers up to her, but no dessert. Over dinner is the time the pack members can bring their troubles that don’t include privacy to me. Me eating with them is a silent invitation for them to do so, or just come say hi, not something I enjoy especially with some of the women being annoying but even though I know I’m not that approachable I do want the pack members to know I am here if ever they need something. Even if it’s going to put me in a bad mood when I have to deal with idiots. “Alpha, I wanted to tell you I bea
~ KATALEYA ~ Oh no! Oh no! I rub his back once again but this time he’s fine, as he raises his hand telling me to step away. Oh dear, this is not how I wanted this to go! I pout as he gulps down the rest of the water I had brought for him before he stares at the ceiling for a second, inhaling and exhaling dangerously and then he turns those liquid gold eyes on me. Oh dear, here we go. “Lo siento…” I pout. “And who gave you the permission to go down to the kitchens?” he growls. He’s angry about that? “Um me? You want to use me for my strength it’s only fair I get to use your kitchen.” I say, smiling sweetly. But his jaw simply ticks with irritation, it’s obvious he had come upstairs to show off his desserts. I guess that backfired. Oh dear, maybe his inflated alpha ego is damaged. The poor guy. He frowns, his gaze dipping to my chest before he turns his glare to his desserts. “If you don’t want to finish it off, I’ll be happy to take it off your hands and have it myself,” I
~ KATALEYA ~ My cheeks flush, my heart is fluttering in ways it shouldn’t and I stare up into his gorgeous hazel eyes that are burning into mine. A drop of water clings to his lash and I almost reach up to brush it off, only for him to blink, snapping me out of my thought. “Let me see you properly,” he pushes, his deep seductive voice making my core clench. “I… I really don’t think you want to.” I whisper. Why am I giving in? Why am I hesitating in my answer? Why am I not just saying ‘I don’t want to…’ It’s almost as if… as if I’m considering it. “I think I do. I have seen enough of you to say that I know I will like what I see… besides, once I’ve seen you, you won’t feel the need to keep hiding. We stay in the same room after all. So, put those hands behind your head, Princesa. Let me see those breasts.” My heart thuds at his command, my entire body heating up, but despite that I find myself relaxing my arms. Wait, am I going to show him myself?! I pull free, turning around sl
~ ENRIQUE ~ I return home, my mind a disastrous mess of emotions. I head upstairs, my paws making the floorboards creak before I enter my bedroom. I shift, staring down at my cock. I’m still hard. Fuck, who am I kidding? There is nothing I want more than to plough into her, take her V card for my own and revel in the fact that I’m the first man to taste her. If she feels half as good wrapped around my cock as kissing her felt… then… My cock throbs at the thought, blood pulsing through it, and I drop onto the bed, wrapping my hand around my shaft as I close my eyes. My heart is still racing from the speed that I had run back at. I now envision her, naked and dripping with water as she presses her voluptuous tits together, the way her coyness mixes with seductiveness… the way her body felt… her smooth pussy that I just want to bury my face in. I suck back a groan as I jerk off to the thought of her, relishing in the memory of her lips against mine, her nipples grazing my chest. Her
~ KATALEYA ~ “May I speak to you later?” I ask Jose. This isn’t right… Enrique is still upset with him and I don’t like that he is not by his side, but I also want to further discuss the image he showed me. “Of course,” he says, giving me a small smile just as Marie climbs up the steps, looking up at the packhouse building. She glances at Jose before giving him a smile. “Nice tattoo.” She says, pointing at her cheek. I glance at Jose’s tattoo as he politely lowers his head to her. “Thank you,” he replies formally. She flashes us a smile before she is led inside. “She’s nice.” I remark softly. He looks away, frowning slightly, before glancing back at me. “I’ll meet you in the back, near the pool,” he says quietly. I nod, just as Carlos comes over, not giving me much time to wonder if he disliked Marie for any specific reason. “Sorry, Señorita Rossi. Alpha Enrique wishes to see you in his office,” Carlos says politely. “Oh… ok, I’ll go see what he wants,” I respond, giving them b
~ ENRIQUE ~ Something is wrong with me, at times I feel like I’m not myself, almost like- Almost like my padre… And that is something I would never wish for. What am I doing? I drop into my seat, hating the words I said to her. Even as they left my mouth, I wanted to stop. Then why didn’t I? Self-control is something I have, for the better part, but then why didn’t I? I look down, wondering if this so-called revenge is going to be worth it? Is this the revenge that I’m seeking? What Alpha uses a daughter against a father? Me. Madre sure would be proud. I think sarcastically. I lean back, staring at the ceiling. The feel of her lips lingers against mine. That kiss… impulsive, fuelled with rage and anger, it hadn’t been like the first… Yeah, she still felt incredible and still tasted delicious but it was almost as if she had frozen up… and I realised I could kiss her against her will as many times as I wanted to… but if she doesn’t want to kiss me back, it won’t feel the same
~ KATALEYA ~ The sound of arguing makes me stir. ‘Kiss of darkness…’ Those words echo in my mind, making me feel extremely uneasy. I need to find out what they meant. Truly meant - because that kiss had weakened me… was it literally that? A kiss of darkness? The chill that lingers envelopes me like an illness that no matter how much I try to shake off, it just isn’t leaving. Enrique and Jose… Finally, the voices are recognisable. “That boy is long dead.” I frown slightly, forcing my eyes open and realise what he means, and I sit up. “No, he isn’t,” I say in unison with Jose. Enrique turns, and that’s when I notice the dents in the wall and the cracks that reach the ceiling behind Jose. “Are you alright?” I ask Jose with concern as I stand up worriedly. “I am, and I’m glad that you are well too,” he replies politely. I smile and Enrique scoffs. “Looks like things got a little rough, oh dear.” I murmur, turning my gaze on the cracks in the wall.. “Do you really think so?” he