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~ ENRIQUE ~When we re-enter the hall, the Lycan’s final words that he had said to me through the mind-link he could form with other alphas replays in my mind.‘I hope you do the right thing.’The right thing? But what is the right thing?She’s nowhere in sight and I can’t help but search the crowds for her as I take a seat at our table again. This is it, the last few hours to see that beautiful smile.I’ll make sure I defeat those crawlers for her. I’ll destroy them and make sure they never hurt her.I turn sharply towards the door as I see her enter with four other women of her family. Her eyes are downcast, her long hair falling over her shoulder and her hands are locked in front of her.A vision of pure beauty.She suddenly looks up through her thick lashes as if sensing me watching her. Our eyes meet, and I swallow hard, looking away.She really did just make her way into my life, somehow passing through the walls I created.“Hey, did everything go ok between you and Dad?” she ask
~ KATALEYA ~I hurry through the halls, trying to find where he went. But the powerful magic, the auras and the number of people everywhere mess with my sense of smell, yet I still manage to pick it up once I’m out in the hall and follow it down the hallway to a bathroom.I knock on the door, calling out to him. He doesn’t reply and I try again.“Enrique?” Panic is beginning to rise within me as I try to hear something, but the walls and door are too thick. I can feel it, something is wrong.I hear the guards talking amongst themselves. “Something shifted. A breach of security? Check east, top floor… round the back…”“Secure.” Someone murmurs.“False alarm.”“Just stay alert.”“Enrique!” I call for the tenth time. “Enrique, answer me or I will break this door down, I swear it!” I try to keep my voice down, but it is difficult.The door suddenly opens to reveal Enrique, and he almost knocks into me. His buttons are pulled open and his hair and face are wet. He braces both hands on the d
~ KATALEYA ~“I love you too. You are my world, Enrique.”He breaks our eye contact, his gaze falling to my lips as he slowly leans down, and tugging my head up, presses his lips against mine.Soft, sweet, seductive… that’s how he tastes.Slow… deep… intense…, that’s how this feels.Sparks waltz through me, and my heart feels as if it will explode. He doesn’t move his lips, as if trying to imprint the feel of my lips into his memory.His heart still drums wildly, and I feel the slight tremble in his lips as he takes a shuddering breath and he slowly pulls away leaving me feeling lightheaded.“And you are my life, but perhaps in another situation… if I was not who I am… perhaps we could be.”Huh?He takes a small step back, his eyes hardening despite the emotions I see in them.“Do it now,” he commands in English and my gaze snaps to our surroundings, and just then a witch who I know by face steps forward from the shadows. She’s quite powerful and in a position in the coven here in Amer
KATALEYA ROSSI: A LOVE TO CLAIMThe Rossi Legacies Book 6~ KATALEYA ~The aftermath is always silent.Whether it is a battle, an argument or the spiralling of one’s emotions, it ends with complete silence.But it’s simply outward silence because the storm within me cannot be suppressed. It refuses to be silenced.When my powers subsided, I was instantly taken away, in hopes that no one noticed. But that type of power cannot be hidden. It wasn’t. Many people felt it and it’s the worst possible time for it to happen.At the summit of all places!I now sit on a sofa in one of the upstairs rooms, in a drawing room. The crown, shield and sword belonging to the Asheton Queen- me, sit beside me as I stare vacantly at the patterns on the Persian rug.Aunty Raven, Winona, Delsanra and Mama are here, whilst the rest are handling matters. I’ve seen most of my family, but Dad is one of the few who had to handle the mess I made.“It’s going to be alright, our Asheton Queen,” Delsanra says as she c
~ 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