Corrupted Catra Novelas e Histórias

"Even if he chooses to, it would destroy him. Rejecting a mate, Ayla, is the worst kind of torment. It brings weakness to the body and madness to the mind. No sane wolf would ever do it willingly." I clench my jaw, she is right. The bond was sacred, something offered to us by the Moon Goddess herself. Rejecting that bond is to deny the very essence of our being. But fear lingers, curling like smoke in the fringes of my thoughts. Finishing my braid, Selene ties it off with a thin leather cord. I sit still for a moment, breathing deeply, trying to calm myself. The braid is tight, a small comfort against the chaos in my mind.

he started, and I moved to slide down next to him, but he held me firmly in place - both hands on my hips. “We always knew she would go young; it was a given since she was the reincarnation of the Mood Goddess. She warned us when it was almost time, but it didn’t make her passing any easier. The pack was distraught after her Ascension, but my father… he lost the equivalent of his soul that day.” -CATERINA WAS A FRAUD- That voice from yesterday echoed in my head, enough to send a shiver up my spine. I feel a bead of sweat slipping down my back, enhancing the effect of the shiver. Creed seems to catch the tremble in my body and raised his eyebrow in a questioning gesture.

It spun like a vortex, glowing brighter by the second. She stared at it, stunned. It was the portal to the Eden of Khora. But she couldn’t leave without the cat. It was still on the ground, hissing at Athena, who was now staggering upright, blood smeared across her cheek. Freya started toward it. But the voice spoke again. “Leave me and go. The portal will soon fade.” Her stomach twisted. “No,” she whispered. “I can’t leave you.” The cat turned to her slowly, its green eyes glowing as Athena readied for Freya if she dared come for the cat. Even though Athen was now shocked as she looked at the cat that had just betrayed her.

I reign in my shock at the expensive art hanging up, not really paying attention to where I am walking. Then I am colliding head on with what felt like a wall of granite. I glance up and look straight into the same smoky grey eyes that lurked in every corner of my dreams last night. Um. What. My brain is short-circuiting. “Wha— um. What?” Eloquent, Kat. He raises his eyebrows, clearly amused at my discombobulation. And, shit, I am staring. I open my mouth to try again, but nothing comes out.

I always thought he was heartless, and his change in attitude was confusing me more than I liked. “How are you feeling?” He asked. Surprisingly, the pain was almost gone. I still felt like I had been shot, but it was manageable. “I’m doing well, Nic. How long have I been out?” “Two days.” “You haven’t showered in two days. Those are clothes from our wedding.” “I couldn’t leave your side. I had to make sure you were feeling better. I should have protected you, and I failed at that.” Serena cleared her throat. She was married to Nero, Nico’s youngest brother. Nico was the eldest of the DeLuca brothers, followed by Adrian, who passed away, Enzo, the enforcer, and Nero, the New York King.

be in order. " Catrina before you finally make up your mind on staying here, I want you to know about something, to know about me and my people and who you are to me, I want you to know why I sometimes act like I don't think" begins " Terrick don't" Aurora warned " you are going to ruin your life and destroy your chances of being with her" she continued " no mom it's best she knows before making a decision on whether she wants to be here or go with Rudolf" " what are you talking about? Am getting confused here" Catrina said with a frown " like I said earlier don't see me as a monster please" Terrick stop to look at her pretty face with a smile on his face. " we are not humans" he let the ca

“Little Ghost, we need to do the blood ritual with Doc, Coral, and Eric, who is the pack Delta, so they can link with us, and you can link with them. We can trust them.” Katia studied each of us, then smiled and whispered, “Thank you for your willingness to help me. However, I do not want anyone to get in trouble or injured because of me. Please know Alpha Thomas will not hesitate to punish you once he is done with me, if he finds out you have given your loyalty to me.”

I keep waiting for the moment when she loses what’s left, when her finally shred of dignity peels away, and nothing remains but her pain. Because Kora is descended from Tritus the Mad, a dragon so insane that he gleefully dissected an entire race of dragons just to see how their brains worked. This same man created giant mechanisms and placed them under his own castles for defense, worried about an enemy that didn’t exist. He also gave his favorite daughter up to be tortured and imprisoned for decades to win imperial favor, that same daughter who is now fighting so hard to not follow in his footsteps even as her trauma threatens her daily.

I honestly didn't know what to say to that, because he wasn't wrong, but at the same time, it was such a bleak outlook on things that I wanted to say that he was wrong. "So that's why you're here, trying to find a cure for the corruption, right? To change things for the better?" "I want to find the cure, yes, but I can't promise that anything will change if I do. There will always be wrong in the world, there will always be corrupt rulers, and just because it may or may not fix one problem doesn't mean it will change everything. We don't know if the people who are left are too far gone for help, their minds are just as damaged by the corruption as their bodies are, and we don't know that it'

When she looked at the caller ID, she sighed, “I gotta take this.” She stepped a little away as she spoke into her phone and from what I understood, it was a call from work. After she hung up, she looked back at me with exhaustion, “Code Orange.” Frowning, I asked. “What’s that?” “Loads of incoming trauma. Mass casualties expected - a bridge collapsed in the city. I need to rush to the hospital.” She said, and walked to the bed to fetch her purse. “Right, stay safe.” I said. “We’ll talk when you come back.”