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~ KATALEYA ~“Necromancy is one of the deadliest abilities one can possess. One that no one on this earth should ever have been given access to. It doesn’t just raise the dead. It twists the very basis of reality. It callously tears at the veil between life and death. Those who practice it aren’t just summoning spirits. They, like Mama said, rip the spirits from eternal rest, warping their very essence into something vile and inhumane. The dead do not return as they were, but as hollow, tormented shadows, bound by the twisted will of the necromancer.”His eyes seem to darken as he speaks, making the room suddenly feel colder. His voice sounding deeper… “And with each stolen soul, a price must be paid, with blood, sanity, or worse, with your own soul. The magic itself festers like a sickness, corrupting all it touches, and dragging its wielder deeper into madness. It is said that the more one commands death, the closer one comes to becoming part of it. Until they, too, are enslaved by f
~ ENRIQUE ~“Done,” I say as I step back, lowering my hands, and the intense surge of magic I was using disappears. The tear in the veil is now surrounded by a double set of cages made from powerful steel, reinforced by magic. Each pillar of metal is four times the size of my thigh. Each one is bolted and welded.I don’t know how, but using this power comes naturally. I look over at Ahren as we stand in the dome of air in the depths of the water that Benigno and Antonio had created.Ahren had sped things up greatly by transporting these. Even with magic, it wouldn’t have been easy to manoeuvre these to the bottom of the water.“Thank you for your help, kid,” I say as I look at the barrier we have created.“No need to thank me. I wanted to help you,” he says quietly.I cock a brow. “You’re acting like you fucking know me, or is it you wanted to help your cousin?”“No, I don’t know you yet. But you are with Kataleya now, so I will get to know you more,” he answers, rubbing his hands toge
~ KATALEYA ~It’s dark and cold, a chill that bites into me. My heart lurches as I open my eyes, realising that I’m back in the crypt. My stomach churns sickeningly, knowing I won’t be able to wake up from this. I was put to sleep.I keep my breathing calm as I look around the dark stone walls, markings cover it, symbols and a language that seems somewhat familiar, some that can be made out, others that look more like scribbles.But something is missing, the embodiment of pure evil itself. Why can’t I sense him?If he isn’t here, then where is he and how did I end up here if he didn’t summon me?My stomach sinks. Does this mean he really might be inside of Enrique?The very thought makes my heart squeeze with fear and unease. I scan my surroundings again, this time trying to listen out for any sound that hints that something might approach.No, I can’t let it scare me. We are the ones who are going to win this!Azarakh isn’t here. I should make the most of it. I’ll take a look around.
~ KATALEYA ~ ‘Stay away from me!’ ‘W-why?’ The air whooshes from my lungs on a broken gasp. ‘I hate you! I hate the fact that I ever met you!’ Guilt rips through me as tears burn my eyes, blurring my vision until I can barely make out his handsome face, contorted with ruthless fury. ‘You cost me my entire future!’ I clamp my hands over my ears, trying to drown out the harsh cries of anger, but his anguished voice continues to penetrate my mind. ‘I should have left you to die!’ My lungs stop working, the air within them quickly turning stagnant. How could he say such a thing? I’m sorry… It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. ‘It’s your fault that everything went wrong!’ No, please stop. I can’t breathe. I can’t think. I don’t know how much more of this I can take before I shatter completely. ‘I hate you!’ Those cruel words are the last thing I hear, the final blow of agony that rips me from my thoughts and brings me back to the present. I blink rapidly, quickly swiping the tear
~ KATALEYA ~ Staring down at the picture, my memories bleed into my reality until I can taste the salty tears that once ran down my face onto my lips. I look away only when the pain in my chest becomes too much to bear. All my life I was treated like a princess, taken care of by my family and our pack. Not only because I am the daughter of the Lycan King but also because of what happened back then, back when our two packs collided. I was six years old when I was kidnapped by them. I still remember being carried away, hoping that my daddy will save me… but he didn’t come and I was locked away by the monster who had taken me; Sebastian Escarra, the previous Alpha of The Fuego De Ceniza Pack. A man who had sold his soul to the devil himself. Enrique, Sebastian Escarra’s own son, had been the light that protected me from the darkness, filling me with the beacon of hope even on the worst of days, one who brought me some solace. Like all things in life, his act of kindness came at a s
~ ENRIQUE ~ The smell of perfume and alcohol fills my nose as I sit on the couch in the booth in the VIP lounge of the club. A place I come often enough for a little distraction from my own mind, duties, and demons. I swirl the drink in my glass as I watch the three women in nothing but thongs and jewelled nipple coverings dance around the poles, grinding their bodies against one another sensually. For a moment they manage to capture my attention as two of them rub their boobs together, their hands running over one another’s thick ass. They’re curvy, with meat on them just like I like them, but it’s not enough tonight. Even when they glance at me before they begin to kiss each other, it doesn’t manage to distract me entirely. They’re satisfying enough to look at, but it’s doing nothing for me. One of them is my usual, and the other two I selected on my way in, but tonight I’m unable to keep my mind off work. Two women sit beside me, stroking my chest and thighs, promising a good
~ KATALEYA ~ “No thank you, I don’t want anything…” I freeze, realising who had just asked me. That deep baritone sends shivers down my spine, and I can’t help but stare at that perfectly chiselled jaw as he looks ahead. Goddess… He looks even more breathtakingly handsome than the picture, and my heart is racing a thousand beats per hour as I take in that tan skin, that rugged stubble, that sharp nose. He’s here… beside me. Those years of waiting and yearning for him, they’re over… he’s right here, just a touch away. There are not enough words to explain this moment that I have dreamt of for years. Time seems to stand still and it’s just the two of us. Gone is the pounding music of the club, the shouting and commotion of those around us… I gaze up at him as he downs his drink. It’s just the two of us… The moment the glass is slammed down, I’m thrown back into the present. Say something! But my lips are not cooperating. Being so close to him has rendered me speechless and a
~ ENRIQUE ~“And you expect me to believe that a woman took all seven of you out?” I ask coldly, glaring at the idiots before me.“Yes, Alpha, we don’t know why she even did that... She first tried to seduce me and when I declined… well, she started acting out.” Idiot number one says.I stare down at the woman who is still unconscious as she’s lying on the couch in my office, with my jacket over her ass. I don’t know why she’s wearing such a revealing dress. It’s obvious none of these assholes could keep their eyes off her, and it’s irritating me.“Why do I feel that this entire story is a lie?” I ask venomously. These men are from the most recent pack I’ve taken control of, and I don’t trust the sleaze balls.“Alpha, it’s no problem. Just let her go,” Idiot number two adds.“Why? Do you have something to hide?” I ask, turning and glaring coldly at the man who had spoken. He’s sporting a bloody nose and I’m no fool… besides, none of them dared answer my question.“No! No, Alpha, not