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~ 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
~ ENRIQUE ~ ‘Enrique… oh fuck!’ Not even the cold water of the shower can get rid of this hard-on. My head is echoing with the memory of her moans, the scent of her arousal, and the images of how her body reacted to me. She was a work of art and I was able to play her strings so fucking perfectly. She is the embodiment of heaven on earth. She drives me fucking crazy, a distraction I am never able to ignore, and I don’t know how to fucking accept that. What am I doing? I brace my hand against the wall as the cold water pours over me. Eyes open or closed, it didn’t matter. All I can see is her body arching with pleasure, the moans of ecstasy filling my ears and how fucking good it felt… watching her expression of pure euphoria on her face… Fuck… I can’t deny that she’s an addiction I am unable to refuse. The image of her pussy with her legs spread beneath me fills my mind, the moans and screams getting louder in my head as pleasure rushes through me. I lean my head back, closing
~ KATALEYA ~ I’ve heard stories of homewreckers, women who have no shame of being in a relationship or simply messing around with a man who is taken. And Enrique is very much taken in terms that he’s engaged. I know over dinner they said they wanted to finalise the engagement, but their being here was pretty much a done deal. I should have known that. Until he has told her what he has planned, I shouldn’t have allowed him near me, even if I love him… I wrap my arms around my knees, resting my head on them. I don’t know how I will face Marie, oh how horrible I am! I bite my lip as tears trickle down my cheeks. She was so good to me. Imagine being engaged to someone and then seeing them with someone you had treated with kindness and politeness. I cringe with disgust and shame. Last night no longer felt like a pleasant moment. It was wrong. Completely wrong! Anger, hurt and frustration at myself swirl viciously around me, like a swarm of angry bees. “Come out, do you plan to stay
~ MARIE ~ Breathe in, breathe out. Whoa, that isn’t what I was expecting to see… When I asked Carlos what time his Alpha wakes up, I didn’t think going up to his room would result in me seeing him with another woman. And that too, none other than Kataleya Rossi. I thought he hated the Rossis? Sure over dinner I felt like he didn’t mind her but… to have her in his room… clearly having just woken up… My hands are trembling as I ball them in fists, trying to calm my nerves. Is this the kind of union I’m going to be in? Maybe he won’t agree to the engagement. Maybe he’ll be turning us down… I hope so. I should- “Ouch!” I stumble when I hit a wall of muscle and look up to see it’s none other than Jose. Guess both he and his Alpha are alike. “What are you doing coming from the Alpha’s floor?” he asks sharply, glancing at the steps behind me. I smile bitterly. Oh, he knows. I scoff. “What’s wrong? Worried I’d learn about your alpha’s dirty little secret? Too late. I already did.” I
~ ENRIQUE ~ I watch as Marie storms down the hallway, her anger clear and I can’t fault her. Her rage is valid, regardless of the fact that her words irritated the fuck out of me. This wasn’t the intended plan and if her father wants to see this deal through then she will need to stick to it. I frown deeply, not wanting to let my conscience come forward. The part of me that is telling me that I’m forcing her against her will; that although she’s already made it clear this was a decision made on her behalf by her father, it is set and decided. I know I’m being fucking unreasonable, but I really don’t fucking care. ‘Carlos, if you wish to survive another day without me castrating you, lock Marie, our precious guest in the dungeons. Now. And dare defy me and I will fucking lock you up for a fucking year!’ ‘Y-yes Alpha.’ The festering poison of my wrath bubbling inside of me needs an outlet, and who better to take it out on the person I once considered a friend? I turn my gaze on the
~ ENRIQUE ~ Kataleya turns as she looks down the hallway where she had just come from. My eyes flash as I rush up the stairs. I will not meet them there… that is a place that will not be destroyed. There are many memories that I hate there, but also a handful I cherish. All that remains of the family I once had. “Go. I can handle this, and take her with you!” I glare at her. I’ll deal with her later. “No, I need to be here,” she counters, her eyes flashing as she remains rooted in her spot. Irritation rushes through me and I wrap my hand around her pretty throat, wanting to do a thousand fucking things to her. To punish her and to fuck her senseless until I’ve ridden myself of all this anger. “Don’t try me,” I whisper menacingly. “There’s more than one. You can’t do this alone,” she whispers. “You don’t have to do everything alone.” Time seems to slow as I want to say a thousand fucking things, want to vent my frustration out at her, but right now I need her safe. “Do you think