~ ENRIQUE ~Haala. She may have aged slightly, but there’s no doubt about who she is.“It has indeed, Alpha Enrique. My enchantment had one flaw… Yet I thought it was foolproof.”“But it really isn’t. I guess luck was shining on me when I decided to get some pastries and cakes for someone,” I answer, watching her intently. I can see her aura around her. The power that emits from her.I understood the deception spell. If one looks for what’s hidden, they cannot be found, but unintentionally it’s possible to stumble upon it, in this case, her. She was always paranoid, as if running from someone or something. But seeing the way she looks uneasy, I wonder if it is me she’s always run from? Although that makes no sense.She looks tense as she stands there unmoving. “What is it that you desire from me that you seek me so desperately?”“I understand you do not want to get into our affairs, but I need your assistance. You are the only witch in Puerto Rico of your calibre… So tell me, Haala, w
~ ENRIQUE ~I enter the villa, my mind still a storm of thoughts as I piece together all the things that have happened. The number of times she had gotten hurt around me… It was because I drew them to me…I stop in my tracks when the smell of delicious food hits my nose, and the sound of soft humming reaches me. Her beautiful voice drawing my attention. I look towards the kitchen, remembering last night and close my eyes, turning away. How do I pretend everything is ok when I’m already preparing for her departure?Hesitating for a second, I then walk towards the kitchen, the doors open and I quietly lean against the doorframe, watching her. She’s wearing a dress that accentuates her thighs and waist, her back is to me and for a moment I appreciate her.She’s like a ray of light, bringing warmth, happiness and… love. Her hair, which reminds me of sand and the beach, is in a loose braid and when she turns slightly, there’s a soft smile on her plump lips.For a second, I wish I could kee
~ ENRIQUE ~It’s late into the night and despite the multiple dives, I am no closer to reaching where the chupacabras are coming from and my body is demanding rest.I reach home pretty fucking defeated and exhausted, with Jose saying I needed to regather my strength before trying again.The pressure in the depths of the water was pretty intense, too. I know I’m close and I know it’s there. I just need to find it…I head upstairs, reaching for the handle of the door to the room she’s in when I close my eyes and turn away, heading to the room across the hall.Having dinner with her made me realise I won’t have her around for much longer. It kind of hit fucking hard. Since she came, I have felt emotion, felt at peace and enjoyed moments of actual enjoyment.I shower slowly, letting the cold water trickle down my body. There is hot water in this place, but I still prefer the cold.I need to try something more drastic. What lures a chupacabra out… should I lie in waiting until one appears f
~ KATALEYA ~The day of the summit is finally here, and where I should be excited to meet my family, whom I have missed dearly, I feel a sense of sadness instead.That night, those precious moments in the kitchen, that was the last time I saw Enrique until this flight we are now on to make the over ten-hour journey. A flight he has barely acknowledged me on despite how long it is and I know he is shutting me out.He’s wearing the prosthetic. That night I told him he has to wear it daily instead of his other ones, and it looks like he is holding to the promise he made.However, although he’s wearing it on the flight, he isn’t using it. Maybe it’s out of habit or he doesn’t want to use it, but at least he’s keeping it on. Maybe he’ll get used to it in time, but I do wonder why he dislikes it so much. I thought we had made progress.Valentina is on her way back too. However, she has taken a separate flight with Li Sheng, whilst I’m on a private jet with Enrique. I told her she need not re
~ KATALEYA ~Dad is the first to turn towards us. His salt and pepper hair is mostly brushed back, with a few locks falling over his forehead. He’s wearing a black suit with a white shirt that he’s left a few buttons open on, revealing his tattoos and necklaces, but it is his glimmering red eyes that make my stomach twist with fear.He’s angry again.I might have joked about being scared on the plane, but right now… I’m terrified.Dad is not someone you would want to anger. I could be brave over the phone, but in person it’s a lot harder.Besides him is Mama, Mama Mari is on his other side and there’s Raihana, Uncle Marcel and Winona. There are two places empty, presumably for me and Enrique, and I wonder if Dad was the one who wanted us at their table.On the table next to theirs is Azura, Uncle Liam, Aunty Raven, Rayhan, Delsanra, two witches, and then there is an empty seat, probably Leo’s.I glance at Raihana, whose eyes are glimmering as she watches Enrique with an expression I ca
~ 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