Novel & Cerita Touched By Kallure

"My touch brings decay. To humans, it is agony. To my own kind, it is a slow death. It is the price for the power I wield." He stepped toward me, and I backed up until my hit the cold stone wall. He didn't touch me, but he leaned in, pinning me with his gaze. He placed his hand on the wall right next to my head. I watched in horror as the gray stone beneath his palm began to turn black. Tiny cracks spider webbed out from his fingers, the rock literally crumbling as if a thousand years of erosion were happening in seconds. "I am a king of ruins, Elara," he hissed, his face inches from mine. "Do not mistake my lack of touch for a lack of desire to break you if you cross me."

He wears a leather tunic. He is sprightly, hopping out of the carriage and landing on the ground. I find myself staring at him. He heads straight for our Alpha and the two embrace, slapping each other's backs. "It's good to see you," Alpha Maxwell says. He has the energy of a pup, I think, rather than a distinguished grandfather like Alpha Nico. "You, too," Alpha Nico responds. "May I introduce my mate, Luna Tatiana." The Luna steps forwards and shakes hands with the visiting Alpha.

United. The bond burned hot and intimate, and through it I felt them touch me—not with hands, but with presence. Ares’s forehead pressed against my temple in memory, grounding me. Gunner’s hands at my back, steady and warm. Finn’s breath at my ear, teasing reassurance even now. Kai’s fingers lacing with mine, anchoring my thoughts. It was reconciliation without words. Raw. Sacred. Kaelen snarled and hurled a surge of corrupted magic toward us, a last desperate attempt to shatter what he could no longer control. The chamber shook violently, runes exploding into shards of light—

The Council had touched him—corrupted him. He looked at me, almost gently. "You shouldn’t have called it." I rose slowly, every muscle trembling. "They said you were dead." "I was," he said quietly. "Until you woke me." The hunger pulsed behind him, wrapping around his frame like a living cloak. His hand lifted—scarred, trembling—but there was no warmth in his touch anymore. Julian drew his sword. "Stay back." Kaelus didn’t even glance at him. "You can’t fight what she made me."

After the first bite, I knew I was in love. “It’s like a blessing. Like you were touched by Midas. You would be the luckiest girl alive.” “If I were touched by Midas, wouldn’t that turn me to gold? That then would kill me?” I asked as I took another bite. Cora rolled her eyes and gave me an exacerbated sigh. “You’re missing the point. You would get to go out with one of the hottest guys on campus.”

Killian asked, nipping at her earlobe. “Touch me,” she whined, pushing her breasts into his hands. “Please, Killian.” He obliged, pinching and rolling her nipples between his fingers. Calla cried out, the pleasure shooting straight to her core. “Mmm, you like that, don’t you?” Killian growled in her ear. “Yes!” Calla gasped. “Oh god, yes!” He continued to torment her nipples, alternating between gentle caresses and sharp pinches. Calla writhed against him, her body on fire with desire.

Kael had never felt this way. He wanted her. He pulled away and whispered against her lips, “Mate,” At that moment, a strange force pushed him back and a mark on his chest glowed. The curse was awakened.

My throat is dry when I hit the call button. He picks up on the first ring. “Zara? You need to get home. Now. The water—” The line crackles, and his voice cuts out. “What water?” I say, my own voice rising. Silence. Then the call drops completely. I stare at the phone in my hand, the bass from the next act thudding faintly through the walls. I’m still in sequins and heels, sweat cooling on my skin, heart racing. And I have a horrible feeling I already know what he was about to say.

“You don’t.” There’s something else under his scent now. Something metallic. Something ancient. My wolf growls uneasily. “What is that?” I whisper. Kael’s gaze darkens. “You touched it too deeply. It recognized you.” That’s… not comforting. My breath stutters. “Is that bad?” “Yes,” he says, almost before I finish speaking. My skin prickles. “Kael—” “Elara.” He lifts a hand but stops just before touching my cheek. “If you had pushed even a little harder… if you had taken any more of the curse into yourself…”

My grip slipped just a little but I caught myself at the last second, my muscles screaming as I forced them to lock again. I could tell Calla was confused. The bond also trembled and I could feel her emotions running into mine. “Just agree, Calla.” Marla urged softly. “I have the cure already.” At that moment, I didn't hear anything again. The sweat around my face was in bubbles and it seemed like they might fall off. I swallowed hard, my breath coming out weak but I held it. My fingers spasmed as pain exploded through me. Sweat poured freely now and my body burned. I felt something slide down my face.