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~ 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
~ KATALEYA ~ Great power. Power that intensifies with every word that leaves his lips. For a moment, time seems to still, and all I see is the power and the aura that swirls around him… a deep reddish orange, but… it’s different from those eyes. His eyes, a stunning liquid gold at that moment, the light highlighting every angle of his face. This power… I don’t know what it is or where he’s bringing it from, but every word he speaks -every word, every meaning of each word rings in my mind. “By the fiery embrace of the sun, the powerful shroud of the moon, the celestial light of the stars and the heart of the earth; I, Enrique Ignacio Escarra, the last of my bloodline, summon forth the power bestowed upon me as the rightful heir of the sacred title. Let these bindings be shattered, the shackles sundered, and the unleashed energies come forth!” Before my eyes, I watch as that aura spreads from him. Then there is silence. Silence, that makes me wonder if I’ve lost my sense of hearing
~KATALEYA~ “May we talk?” I ask Marie softly as people begin to disband. And I see Luis grumbling something as he heads back inside, constantly looking around sharply, and he appears to be extremely jumpy. A small evil part of me finds it rather amusing. That’s what happens when you make horrible comments at someone else. I turn back to Marie, who is watching me. “Please?” “Sure.” She nods. “Thank you…” I reply as she moves away from the group and walks towards me. “Where are you two going?” Jose asks, looking between us, but Enrique hasn’t moved… his sexy back is still to me. Is it that fire that just happened? His scent… it’s got a strong underlying hint of fire and ash… An oddly nostalgic feeling washes over me, but I can’t seem to place what it is and I shake it off. “Just to the pool,” I answer Jose as Marie nods, giving him a cold glare. “Got a problem?” she challenges. Jose glances at Enrique, who doesn’t seem phased and so he simply nods, his eyes meeting Marie’s. Th
~ ENRIQUE ~ After giving my orders, most of the pack disperses, and I order Carlos the fool to overlook a few of the staff. I asked to pack up mine and Kataleya’s stuff, mainly essentials for me. It’s not necessary but… It’s easier for two people to move than everyone else. “Enrique, do you need to do this? This is your home,” Jose asks quietly. “You should be happy I won’t be in your hair constantly, cabrón.” I frown and hold my hand out. “Knife.” He looks confused for a second, but instantly takes out his pocket knife and hands it to me. “If only you always just listened.” I mutter, slicing into my hand, “Hand.” He silently holds it out, and I slice his. “I, Alpha Enrique Ignacio Escarra, hereby make you, Jose Moreno, the Beta of the Fuego De Ceniza pack.” I grip his hand, our blood mixing, and I feel the shift as he comes back into rank. “Don’t fuck it up this time,” I say, turning my back on him. “Enrique…” The moron really doesn’t get it. I frown at him and he smirks slight
~ ENRIQUE ~ She shakes her head, her eyes flashing with determination. “He is standing here, right in front of me.” I remain silent, strangely I don’t feel any rage inside of me nor the will to argue. There’s a calm that even I don’t understand, but I welcome it, for now. Until something angers me again. “Can you at least try it out? I’m not sure about the comfort level it will provide in wolf form, please. I just want to know how it feels.” I’m not sure if it’s the fact that I almost lost her twice today that I give in, but I do. “Fine, then we can go for a short run. I hope you know how to ride.” Although I’d much rather she ride my cock… She nods, as that explicit image enters my mind, and I welcome it willingly. Really, though, am I actually thinking about pounding her right now? Pushing the explicit image away, I focus on her as she nods innocently. Unknowing to the dirty things I want to do to her. I hide my amusement, watching as her smile only grows wider, revealing he
~ ENRIQUE ~“Was it comfortable?”“It’s great. You’re incredibly smart, for someone of your age to accomplish something like this… and I’m certain it must have cost far too much as well.”“There’s no price too high for something like this,” she says, blushing at the compliment. “And I got help. It wasn’t all me.”“But it was your vision, and you made it happen,” I say quietly. The atmosphere around us changing.Our eyes meet, and the urge to grab her and kiss her fights against me. So instead, I look away and sit down on the ground, my arms resting on my knees as I look at the twinkling star or two that peek out from behind the clouds.She sits down beside me, her legs tucked under her, her long hair cascading over her shoulder.I look down at the hand and begin to remove it when she reaches out. “Stop. What are you doing?”“I told you, I’m not accepting this.”“Enrique… why not?” The light in her eyes that was there when she talked about it, diminishing. “Please accept it. I’ve put ev
~ KATALEYA ~ The walls he built are crumbling. Somehow, I am forcing my way through the crack, but he’s fighting it with everything he has. It hurts to see him like this, so conflicted, so torn. Realising that his father had found out he helped me escape has shaken me. Silent tears stream down my cheeks, and I close my eyes. Doesn’t he realise all this does is strengthen my resolve to break those walls completely? Doesn’t he realise that there is nothing he does that can make me change how I feel? I told him my stupidest fear, the doubt that always niggled in my mind. I know my dad, and I know he loves me unconditionally, but there were times that question would come to the tip of my tongue. But if I voiced it, it would only hurt them more, so I didn’t. They have done everything for me, Dad, Mama, Dante, and Skyla. I saw how Skyla always put me first. Even when she was hurt, or had something troubling her, she would play it off. She stepped back as if blaming herself for me being