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~ 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
~ ENRIQUE ~ I change into grey pants and a plain white shirt for dinner. Pushing my sleeves, I adjust the straps to my prosthetic, switching the battery on, and flex the robotic limb. It’s black, with some movement, I don’t tend to use this one often, even if the movements are better, it draws more attention and although I don’t care what people think of me, it’s when they ask what happened that irks me. Luis knows enough, but the way his daughter doesn’t know when and how to shut up, I have a feeling we’ll be facing a lot of stupid questions. Putting on my belt, I walk to my office, drop into the seat and look at the files regarding the mysterious attacks and the images of the dead bodies. What are you? The summit is in under two weeks, before then I need to see what this might be. Even if it means diving beneath the surface of the waters to find the source… Standing up, I walk over to the shelf and take down the wooden box that contains the crystal necklace and look at it. The
~ KATALEYA ~ Enrique’s attention was on Marie for the remainder of the meal, or he at least pretended it was. Everyone, including Marie, could tell he wasn’t interested in anything she said. The occasional playing with her got her flustered, and it only made me feel worse that although they were engaged, we kissed… My feelings towards him aren’t going anywhere, and being around him is something I am longing for… every moment in his presence makes me happy, even when they aren’t always calm… I remove my heels, the sound loud in the silent halls as I make my way towards the back pool to wait for Jose. I silently slip outside and quietly cross the garden, when the sound of Marie’s voice makes me stop, and it’s the tone that makes me unable to stop myself from listening to what is being said, on alert. “…to me!” she hisses. “Am I supposed to believe that?” Who is she talking to? “I’m sorry, I don’t tend to remember the women I’ve slept with-” A resounding slap follows ringing in th
~ ENRIQUE ~ “…goodnight I will-” I stop in my tracks when Kataleya’s voice reaches my ears. “Not so fast, princess. You see, although you are rather overweight, I still find you extremely gorgeous, so why don’t-” My eyes flash recognising Luis’ voice, his words sending a ripple of irritation through me. “Stop.” “I just mean-” “Oh, I am absolutely certain what you meant, Alpha Luis, and I’m not interested. Whether I am overweight or not, that is no way to talk to someone, especially when my weight is no one else’s business. As for what you are insinuating… I am not interested at all.” There’s a short pause and I smirk coldly. This fucking viejo verde. Does he really think she’ll even spare him a second glance? I scoff internally. She’s fucking- I stop my train of thought abruptly. I remain silent, not moving. There’s no need for me to step in. She’s handled him perfectly. She might not admit it, but she’s as strong as she is fucking sexy. “Have a good night, Alpha Luis.” I h
~ KATALEYA ~ He’s restless. I can sense it. Ever since I mentioned the prophecy, he seems distracted. Did I make a mistake by mentioning it? I want to ask him, but he’s lost in thought. I peek through the gap in the blank, watching as he stares vacantly at the wall opposite, a thoughtful expression in those hazel eyes. He reminds me of the little Kiké, the one who would stay quiet but lost in the weight that he was burdened with. My eyes rake over him. Goddess, he’s so perfect, like a god! I’m willing my heart to remain calm, but he is making it harder. I’m calm now, ever since I realised I made him smile – no, I made him laugh. My heart fills with warmth, the pleasant buzz of happiness remaining inside of me. I’m happy if he is… He rests his head against the headboard, frowning deeply, and my mind flits to his laugh once more. It was sexy… I blush as I smile softly and blink sleepily, wishing I could take away all his pain and worries. “Sleep… it’s late.” I say, a sliver of g
~ ENRIQUE ~ What is going on? I pull her top down a little, looking at the two deep cuts that run down over her shoulder and back. “Fuck, why is this happening to you?” “What?” she asks softly, pain visible in her glittering black eyes as I grab a towel and press it against the wound. “The Crawlers, this is their doing, is it not? So why are they after you? There are plenty of people out there with powerful auras, like your padre. Why are they specifically targeting you?” I growl, feeling frustrated that there’s nothing I can do to stop this from happening. She looks down, shaking her head, “I don’t know, but we assume it’s the kind of power I possess,” she whimpers when I move the towel slightly. “Lo siento, come here.” I scoop her up and place her on the edge of the tub and run the tap. “Why…” she whispers. I don’t know what she is about to ask, but I have no answer to anything right now. Reaching around her from behind, I extract a clawed nail and with the sharp edge, I cut
~ KATALEYA ~ I tiptoe, cupping his neck, needing to know if I kiss him again, will I feel pain or not? It breaks my heart knowing that there’s a darkness within him, one that perhaps is hurting me. I need to know if that first kiss was the only one that was pure… He leans down, closing the gap between us, before our lips collide, stealing my breath away as we kiss. A beautiful, deep, passionate kiss fuelled by the desire that breathes through our veins and thrives on the pull that is inevitable between us. My eyes flutter shut, and I’m consumed by him. No…, this isn’t like the second kiss… but it’s also not like the first… there’s something different… something far more illicit. It’s deep, passionate and there’s something entirely erotic about it… His arm snakes around my waist as he presses me up against the wall, our bodies crushed against one another, and I gasp, feeling his manhood bulge in his pants through the thin fabric of the t-shirt I am wearing. Pleasure dances through m