The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness

- KATALEYA ~

My eyes flutter open, and I wonder what woke me as the sun has barely risen and I feel so comfortable in his arms. I inhale my Enrique's scent and smile happily. There is another knock on the door and I internally pout. I don't want to get up. "It's the doctor," Enrique says, his voice thick and so sexy as he kisses the top of my head before he sits up. Leaning over me, he brushes my hair off my face. "How are you feeling?" "Tired, but good," I reply, smiling softly.

"You can go back to sleep once she's checked you over," he replies, kissing my lips softly before reluctantly pulling away. Enter."

I blush when he gets off the bed, and the tent in his pants is very obvious.

"Enrique!" I whisper, motioning with my eyes to the front of his pants as the door opens. He glances down before shamelessly smirking.

"And?" he asks cockily, making my cheeks heat up.

I don't reply as the doctor looks me over. "Luna Kataleya, I am Doctor Elena. I will just check your vitals."

"Umm, I'm not Luna..." I glance at Enrique, wondering why she addressed me as Luna.

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"Maybe you aren't officially the Luna, but you have always been mine. Besides, I wear your mark and one day soon you will wear mine," Enrique says as Doctor Elena smiles up at me.

"I think we all could see that the Alpha had chosen his Luna for quite a while now." She bows deeply to Enrique as if apologising for overstepping with her remark.

"Before he could see it even!" Carlos' voice comes from the hallway, making me giggle.

"Cabrón, shut it!" Enrique growls.

He smirks at me before he sits down in the armchair and once again my eyes take a peek at the front of his pants.

How naughty and shameless.... it is clear he isn't bothered that anyone can see he is rock hard, and even Doctor Elena is pretending not to have noticed it. I'm grateful for that. I would die if she commented on it! She now looks at me. "You must be hungry; I will have someone bring food-"

"I've already told Sofia; she will bring food from the packhouse." Enrique cuts in.

"Thank you anyway," I say to Elena politely. "I do want to shower, though. Am I able to leave the hospital soon?" "You may shower after I have done my checks. As for when you can leave, ideally I'd like you to stay for another day at least. We will perform a scan to see if the remnant of the... poison is left behind."

"I think there is a little," Enrique says, now sitting forward, his eyes glowing gold. "And it's deep within her."

"We need water placed under the full moon..." I trail off when Enrique shakes his head.

"That was the first thing the doctors tried. We also would have tried to let them bleed out, but it wasn't the same. The poison or darkness - whatever you want to call it, was more like a sticky glue, you can say. It wasn't coming off, it was clinging to you and not budging. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Jo b n lb.com. Visit Job ni b. com to read the complete chapters for free. I managed to burn most of it away, but some small pieces were embedded deep within you, almost fully merged with your internal organs." He frowns as he looks away.

Whatever took place is a mystery to me. The only thing that comes to me is how sick and disgusted I felt when I realized that I was causing her pain. I felt resentment toward myself because I was unable to protect her and ensure that she was happy. Along with the rage I felt as I buried my teeth into her neck, I also felt this anger.

I highlighted Rhea. Afterwards, it was followed by a pain that was unbearable, and then everything went completely blank. When I came to, I had the sensation that I had been drowning, and when I awoke, not only my hand, but also my prosthetic had buried its f*****g claws deep into Mi Reina's hips. I have caused her pain. I was able to feel her internal organs against my fingers, and I could see the blood that was on my hands as well as on the floor around her, which was soaking her lovely garment. Despite the fact that she was in discomfort, she was just concerned about me. She had a pale complexion. I had managed to cause her pain once more, and she was solely concerned about my well-being.

While I am leaving the hospital, I am observing the doctors and nurses discussing the amount of blood that she has lost, reading out her vital signs, and the physicians issuing orders to the nurses. I am feeling numb. It was difficult for me to part ways with her, but I am the leader of this pack, and my people are dependent on me as well. In spite of the fact that it will be challenging, she would want me to keep it in mind as well. I look away, which is a decision that is nearly as challenging as the one I made with Rhea.

My stomach is in knots as I try to figure out what exactly took place, from the moment I found myself losing consciousness until the moment I regained awareness.

I was able to cause her pain by using the hand that she had made for me. After turning around, I began to cause her discomfort with it.

"Alpha, we have two dead, seven with minor injuries, and one critical." As soon as I take my first steps outside of the hospital, one of my men remarks. "And the- your Luna, Rhea, is injured."

I didn't even feel the pack ties crack away when I lost two of my own... It makes me wonder what type of alpha I am if I wasn't even in his own head and didn't feel those pack links breaking. "Are the wounded at the hospital?"

"Yes, all are, and they are being tended to."

As Carlos makes his way over, I give him a nod. "Alpha, the Solaris King has captured one of those monsters and is currently holding it, but he is asking if you are able to assist with creating a barrier."

"Where are the witches?" As I am on my way back, I inquire. As long as we have a crawler in our possession, we ought to be able to obtain some answers, or at least I hope so.

"I'm afraid they left before everything went south."

When I hear something fall and turn sharply, I scowl because I realize that it is considerably further away than it sounded a moment ago. As I became aware that even the ground appeared to be clearer, my brows furrowed. Am I able to see more clearly? 3)

At that point, I become aware of a minor throbbing sensation in my neck. As my heart accelerates, I touch it and come to the realization that it is painful. I then glance at my fingers. "It's already forming, and the pink in it looks good on you," Carlos says with a smile. "It's already being formed."

"What?"

When I come to a complete halt, my heart begins to pound.

Not at all; this was not supposed to take place at all. Despite the fact that I have not been able to provide her with anything, this neck was intended for my diosa and not for Rhea.

"Rhea marked me?" In a sickly state, I inquire.

Carlos appears perplexed, but he shakes his head in response. "Not at all, Alpha. It was Kataleya who did it."

While I am standing there staring at him in shock, his words continue to reverberate in my thoughts.

I was targeted by Katalya. It is my God...

When he realized that I was unaware of the situation, he began to drift off, "That's how the Crawler King was forced to leave your body..."

Kataleya was attempting to communicate with me, but I was so concerned about her that I was unable to even pay attention to a single word that she was saying.

With my eyes flaming, I say, "Let's get this crawler caged," and I mean it. My ability to return to the side of the reina that I do not deserve will be accelerated by the speed with which I am able to get this pack in order. I am aware that I am unable to survive without her, despite the fact that I do not deserve her. A box containing ice and lightning, two elements that are blended together, is where the crawler can be found in the hallway. I am impressed.

It hisses and makes an effort to shy away from the light that is emanating from the deadly lightning, but it still occasionally dares to bang and push against it. After that, it hisses and makes an attempt to try to escape via various crevices, but it is unsuccessful. Royce's prison is a remarkable facility...

"I found him lurking when they all tried to get away," Royce replies, his eyes shining with a beautiful blue color as he continues to fortify his barrier.

My head nods. "How do you think your ice will hold against my fire?" After what I did to Kataleya, I whisper my question to them, feeling embarrassed to even be in front of them at this moment. 3)