Caelus X Kafka Novels & Stories

The she-wolf, whose elegance had long gone out the window in favor of a constant simmer of rage, whirled and exploded, "Now who's insane?!" Kael wasn't fazed. "All of us. It's good to have crazy on your side. You know I can fend for myself, which lends to the fact that I can defend you two as well." "You seem to keep forgetting you're likely bleeding out." "I refuse to die–out of spite."

We broke the kiss looking at delvin's shocked face that masked with ours. "Kelz?' His face felled "Delvin!" I blurted out, feeling ashamed of myself. He looked at me then to Lexy then to me.... "What are you doing with him?" His eyes held pains that made my heart sank. Turning to Lexy, "what are you doing?.... "Who the hell gave you the right to kiss her? Who?" Delvin screamed hitting Lexy hard on his jaw. "My God! Kelsi!..." His hands rubbed his neck

Kael slowly leaned against one of the subway poles, exhaustion dragging at his features now that the adrenaline from the fight faded. “But I know what this world is,” he continued. “And I know what happens to people alone in it.” Nova looked away first. Kael studied her quietly for another moment before finally sighing. “You don’t have to trust me tonight.” “But at least stay alive long enough to hate me properly later.” “Fine” The word came out more exhausted than argumentative this time. Nova honestly didn’t know what it was with this guy. Wolf. Whatever. Him constantly saying he knew her should’ve sounded insane.

He delivered three rapid, devastating strikes—one to the solar plexus, one to the throat, and a sweeping kick to the back of Kaelen’s knees. Kaelen collapsed into the dirt, entirely breathless, choking on his own spit and blood. He tried to push himself up, his arms trembling violently, but his body refused to obey. He looked up at Xander, waiting for the killing blow. He waited for Xander to shift, to bare his fangs, to tear his throat out and howl his dominance to the rising sun, as any Alpha in the old days would have done. He waited for the mockery, the arrogant gloating of the conqueror.

This is why you must never go out alone. He tilted his head, watching me with a perfectly unbothered expression. "Who is Kael Damen?" "He is the Alpha of the BloodFang Pack, our sworn enemy," I explained, leaning closer as if the monster himself could hear us. "He is a psychopath. Rumor has it that he is so brutal, he literally takes showers in the blood of his victims to maintain his strength. He is a merciless beast."

'Kael, my brave boy—stay back! Elian, suspended in the vision's ethereal grip, felt a jolt like lightning through his soul. Kael. The name anchored him, threads of recognition weaving through the horror. This trembling child, with his tousled raven hair and stormy gaze, was him—the alpha chained in the hideout, the man whose touch ignited Elian's world. The pieces shattered into place: the blindfold, the bloodlust, the chains. All born from this moment, this pact forged in desperation.

“Your business? You mean your morally questionable, borderline psychopathic hobby of ‘helping’ people?” He took a slow sip, unbothered by my jab. “I don’t care what you call it. Not everyone is worthy to live, Xena. Most of my prey are wolves, not humans. You’d know that if you stopped assuming everything I do is about you.” I stepped closer, heat rising in my chest. “You’re not a god, Kael. You don’t get to decide who lives and who dies.” He laughed—a deep, rough sound that somehow sent a shiver down my spine. “That’s not what people think I am, wife. I’m much worse in their stories.”

“You follow my lead. You don’t question me in front of others. And you don’t touch me.” Something flickered in his eyes at that last one. Pain, maybe. But he just nodded. “Agreed.” “Good.” I leaned my head back. “Then tell me everything you know about Vax’s operation. Who’s loyal to him? Who might turn.” The air settled around me. Not heavy. Just… certain. Kael sat down against the opposite wall. Far enough away that we weren’t close. “There are three wolves he relies on most,” he began. “His gamma, Marcus not my Marcus, different one. His enforcer, Roman. And his second, Elena.”

she asks as she looks at me with narrowed eyes. “Caterina, this is High Priestess Kaede Lynx. She is the leader or head of the Blood Crest Witches. Kaede, this is my mate, Caterina.” Kai introduces us, but as I hold out my hand for her to take, I realise too late that she was blind. “Pleased to meet you,” I say, but then her eyes widen. “Curious!” she exclaims and claps her hands together before she glances up at Kai. Wait, could she see?

Rafe dropped to his knees, claws retracting, eyes clearing slightly. “Please…” I whimpered, not sure if I was begging Kael to stop or keep going. “Come for me, Elara,” Kael commanded, voice rough with need. “Come hard so he can feel it.” The orgasm crashed over me without mercy. I cried out, gripping Kael’s arm as my walls clenched around his fingers. A powerful resonance wave rolled out of me, visible in the way the air shimmered. Rafe gasped, his body shuddering as the unstable pheromones around him settled.