Semua Bab The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness: Bab 1 - Bab 10

~ 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

~ 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 ~ The sudden urge to tear her clothes off sneaks into my mind and I tense, pushing myself off her.What the fuck?I quickly jerk away as if I’ve just been burned, glaring at the culprit behind this, yet she lays there looking all innocent but at the same time absolutely fucking sexy and fuckable- a pout on her plump lips as she lays there breathing hard, the faint outline of her nipples visible through her fitted dress.Right… It's too hot in here. Is the air conditioning not working?Frowning, I glare at the woman on the bed. I better bind her before she goes looking for someone to fuck. There’s a knock on the open door and Carlos stands there.“Bind her,” I order, brushing past him, and without a glance back I make my way to my quarters, which cover half of the top floor. I shut the door behind me, the click echoing loudly in the room.Crossing the room, I enter my office, shutting the door behind me before I walk over to one of the many shelves and take down a small wood

KATALEYA. My eyes fly open at those words. “No, not at-” “Don’t lie to me. What is it? Never seen an Alpha with a disability?” He throws at me venomously, his eyes filled with contempt as he sits back in his throne-like chair. He doesn’t even need a throne. The power that radiates off him is enough of a reminder to show who wears the crown here. He is the Alpha, there’s no doubt about that, but his aura intrigues me. How powerful is he? “Are you going to stare all day? This isn’t a circus.” My heart constricts at his words, and I shake my head. “No, it’s not that – I… Having a disability never makes a person beneath anyone or any less capable. My mother has a disability, but it does not stop her from being the most incredible woman ever. I admire her, and I can also see that you too are a great Alpha.” He cocks a brow, scoffing contemptuously as he opens his drawer and takes out a cigarette, deftly placing it between those gorgeous lips of his, and flicking the lighter as he li

~ ENRIQUE ~ If I thought she was fucking perfect with clothes on… then she was a dream without them. I know I have a type, and that type includes big boobs and meat, but I don’t think I’ve come anywhere close to seeing the perfect body – until now. Every inch of her is made to perfection. Her creamy smooth skin, soft pink nipples, gorgeous fucking hips that I want to grab onto and yank close. Sexy curvy thighs, and a plump smooth, perfect pussy that I want to part, devour and fuck. Deliciously perfect and a complete turn-on. But the thing that irritates me the most - the worst fucking part of this is she is one of them. A Rossi. And she fucking slapped me. I glare at the shut door, which she had just run out through, her big sexy ass jiggling as she rushed from the room. She fucking slapped me! She’s fucking weird. Who screams like a dumb chica with a body like that? What is she? Some sort of hentai chick? Well, she does look like one. Ok, focus. Fuck, this is my house. She