The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness

-ENRIQUE-

"...goodnight I will."

I stop in my tracks when Kataleya's voice reaches my ears.

"Not so fast, princess. You see, although you are rather overweight, I still find you extremely gorgeous, so why don't-"

My eyes flash recognising Luis' voice, his words sending a ripple of irritation through me.

"Stop."

"I just mean-"

"Oh, I am absolutely certain what you meant, Alpha Luis, and I'm not interested. Whether I am overweight or not, that is no way to talk to someone, especially when my weight is no one else's business. As for what you are insinuating... I am not interested at all." There's a short pause and I smirk coldly. This fucking viejo verde. Does he really think she'll even spare him a second glance? I scoff internally.

She's fucking- I stop my train of thought abruptly.

I remain silent, not moving. There's no need for me to step in. She's handled him perfectly. She might not admit it, but she's as strong as she is f*****g sexy.

"Have a good night, Alpha Luis."

I hear her footsteps and my own eyes glimmer. I give her a few seconds before I silently make my way to where I can sense Luis standing. Rolling up the file I was studying and shoving it into my back pocket before I round the corner. He's about to enter his bedroom when I make my presence known and he pauses, turning towards me. His heart betrays him, knowing that he has done something he shouldn't have.

"Alpha Enrique..."

"Luis," I answer, unable to keep the hostility from my voice. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on . Visit to read the complete chapters for free. I close the gap between us looking him square in the eye and cut to the fucking chase." She's off-limits." My voice is low but there's a deadly warning and that's the only fucking attention I'm giving to this hijo de puta.

His face pales, and I see sweat break out across his forehead. "A-Alpha I... I'm sorry."

He wants to argue, but everyone knows you shouldn't argue with me. How smart are you?

He lowers his head slightly, choosing not to say anything.

Smart move...

I turn and head upstairs, only to see the stubborn princesa trying to sneak into her old room.

"You know the rules. You're meant to be in my bed," I remark, raking my eyes over her sexy a*s. My words make her heart skip a beat, and she pauses for a moment before she turns.

I can almost see her irritation, but it is as if she doesn't even know how to look irritated.

She pouts, puffing out her cheeks, and narrows her eyes, her brows creasing together. But the only thing she achieves is that she looks damn cute. Is she really trying to look angry? After a second, I realise she is, and that just makes it all the more amusing.

I bite the inside of my cheeks trying not to react, but when she looks at me, deeply concentrated on keeping her expression in place, I can't help but laugh.

"If that is meant to look scary or angry, Princesa, you failed. I would offer to teach you how to look pissed off, but I don't think it's something you're capable of," I taunt, patting her cheek.

She lets out a low growl that sounds like a newborn pup, and I snicker." Don't tempt me, I will bite," she threatens.

I smirk, leaning closer. "Good... I like a woman who can leave a mark." I wink at her, watching as her cheeks flush a pretty pink.

"I'm not happy. I don't want to sleep in that room," she declares as if she has a choice.

"I think your 'anger' has made you a little delusional, my pétalo de flor," I murmur, taking her elbow and tugging her close. "I call the shots and my room is this way."

"What does it matter? It's not like you sleep there anyway. Why should I listen to you?" she pouts, staying stubborn and I hide my surprise. Has Luis really upset her so? My irritation at his words lingers. Maybe I was too easy on him. "And what if I am not there? Do you want me to be there?" I ask, leaning closer, my lips brushing her hair. Her heart races and I smirk.

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I move back, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ears. She's fucking gorgeous...

"Or more like you want to be there," she mumbles.

I scoff, smirking coldly, "Don't think so highly of yourself. I will be wherever I want to be, but I do not like to be disobeyed, Princesa... remember that."

Turning, I lead her back to my room and stepping inside, lock the door after us. I take off my jacket when the file I had folded and shoved into my back pocket falls out.

I turn quickly about to grab it when she bends down, placing her hand on the open file and stares at the images of the attacks we have been getting in the water.

"W-what kind of animal did this?" she asks, her voice full of worry.

"We don't know," I say, frowning as I stare at the image of the dead child." We just know it's something strange, and something that's coming from the water... they aren't something this world has seen before."

I'm not sure how much she knows about the veil, even if rumours have spread of it happening everywhere, are rife.

"Can it be a crack in the veil?" she murmurs, more to herself than to me. She stands up suddenly. "Can I go down to where this happened?"

"No. it's dangerous." I say abruptly.

"It doesn't matter, I'll be fine, have-"

"I'm handling it. I've had people dive into the water to see if we can see anything and they are continuing to search... I do agree there might be a crack in the veil."

"But there's so much area to cover. Don't you have any witches here?" she asks, concerned.

I want to give her a snarky reply, trying not to focus on her sexy thighs, but if she can help in any way, I'm going to put my ego aside and listen. I don't want to see another child dead on my watch.

"No, we don't, aside from one who isn't even a full witch. Her daughter was a powerful seer, or so they said, but she's dead."

She frowns slightly. "I might be able to help..." She looks through the file and I let her.

"So, do you have experience with these cracks?"

"We do... the gods are at work... and not every one of them is on our side..." her eyes glimmer pink and I frown slightly. There she is... the woman who holds power... gone is the shy princess...

I frown, listening to what she just said. "Hmm, I guess this summit might just prove informative."

"It will... and it's all slowly coming to light..." she hugs herself, still holding the file.

"What is?" I ask sharply.

She looks down before her eyes snap up to mine. "It's a prophecy by a witch."

"I may be a cabrón, but I can keep a secret," I say, crossing my arms.

She smiles. "You aren't a cabrón, I trust you." She blushes, before she closes her eyes for a moment, and the atmosphere around us seems to deepen with a strange intensity, almost as if the very air is waiting with bated breath for her to speak... "There are four to come, and the time is now upon us. The Solaris King, The Asheton Queen, The Deimos King and The Volkov Queen. When the four true rulers come into power and assemble behind the Adonai, the final barrier between the realms will shatter, symbolising the beginning of the end of time. Heed my words, for it begins with the Solaris King." She lets out a shuddering breath and I feel something twist inside.

My heart thuds as something she says seems to tickle my mind. I feel like I need to remember something... but what is it?

"And... the Solaris King came into power not long ago, correct? An Alpha King, Royce Jonothan Arden... so then it has begun," I state.

She nods, her heart racing as she looks down at the images in her hand.

"It has, and with each ruler to come into power... we are but a step closer to the end of time."

She spent a while in the bathroom, despite the fact she whimpered and gasped under the cold water until she got used to it. I shake my head, it's so warm around here. Why would she want a hot shower? Her words still niggle in my mind. What is it? What am I forgetting?

I wish I understood, wish I remembered things that I've closed off... how long will I run from the past?

I pace my room before I begin undressing, unbuttoning my shirt one-

handed before I toss it aside and unbuckle my belt. That's when she steps into the bedroom, a little squeak leaving her as she quickly shields her eyes.

She's dressed in a loose top that drapes over her breasts and matching fitted bottoms, her wet hair up in a towel.

I don't stop removing my pants before I grab a pair of sweatpants. "You need to get used to seeing me naked," I remark, but for once I don't want to tease her, far too consumed by what she's told me.

I keep my boxers on, walking past her and entering the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

What am I forgetting?

Removing my boxers, I step under the shower, turn it on and close my eyes.

Think, Enrique...

Fire rushes down the halls lighting everything ablaze.

Pain consumes me as I scream for my madre.

And fear, waves of terror drown me.

I flinch, my eyes snapping open, my heart thumping wildly.

Don't go there... nothing is worth it.

I brush my hair back, feeling the incessant throbbing that I often get when thinking of my past returning with vengeance.

The irritating niggle remains, but I don't have time to ponder over it.

Washing quickly, I step out of the shower, not hearing any sound from the bedroom. My eyes flash. Has she gone? I yank on my sweatpants and step into the bedroom, only to see the light is dimmed, and she's fast asleep in bed. The thin sheet of the bedding drapes over her curves enticingly. The things I want to do to you... I would destroy that innocence in you and make you into a little nymphomaniac...

I look away, as I grab a towel, drying my hair before I walk over to the bed and, getting into the sheets, cross my legs at the ankles and flick through the file once again.

"E-Enrique, are you sleeping here?" she whispers, sounding panicked. Tilting my head I look at her. "I am."

"Oh..." she slips under the cover as if that will hide her away from me, but that itch isn't going away, and unknowing to her it's saving me from tempting her to sin... after all, she looked so f*****g gorgeous... But... what am I forgetting?