The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness

~ KATALEYA ~

Before he can even react, I have broken free from my binding. The black tendril shrivels up from the intense power of my aura as I tangle my fingers into his hair and tug his head to the side.

I'm sorry for doing this without your vocal consent, Enrique. My canines elongate and, not wasting even a second, I sink my teeth into his neck.

I have dreamt of marking Enrique in a million different scenarios, as we made love, as we promise ourselves to one another, on a Blood Moon, on the beach... even after a small argument, but never in a thousand years did I think it would be like this. Azarakh's enraged roar almost splits my eardrums, but I keep exuding power.

A wave of darkness pushes against me, mixed with rage. Followed by white-hot pain that rushes through me as his claws, both his natural ones and those of the bionic hand, cut deep into me causing splintering pain to dig deep into my flesh. But I do not move back, not caring that I'm bleeding or that he has his fingers fully in my hips as he tries to rip me away from him - trying to do enough damage to get me off him, but I am not weak.

"Enrique, I love you," I murmur.

I don't know if he can hear me, but I hope he can at least feel my emotions. Emotions that are far stronger than those of Azarakh, whose shrieks of anger when he realises what I've done grow stronger, louder, and angrier. And I hope it means I have assumed correct, and it is indeed Enrique that I am marking.

Blinding pink light spreads from me, and suddenly the sound of his shrieks begins to fade, and I feel the tingles of a bond partially formed.

My breath hitches, and the coldness begins to lessen. I think I'm becoming numb to the pain. Slowly I remove my teeth from his neck, my heart thumping in fear as I gaze up into his eyes, fearing what I might see.

But I am not disappointed as I see that they are now a beautiful liquid gold. They stare unblinking ahead. Suddenly tendrils of black darkness erupt from him, spreading in all directions as it repels away from his body and from the dazzling light that surrounds us. Azarakh's figure forms as he is expelled from Enrique's body, and I see his shadowy smoky form rush away at an incredibly fast speed.

There are certain defining moments in life that cause you to rethink every decision you have made, which ultimately leads to a particular moment. With regard to myself, this is one of them. Each and every issue that we were attempting to avoid has manifested itself. We were unable to stop or prevent it from happening. During the time that chaos is breaking out, the entire location is engulfed in darkness.

As he has always been, the man who is standing above me is just as cute and seductive as he was before. The stunning and seductive hazel eyes, the straight nose, and the kissable lips that are just as attractive as they can be mocking are all characteristics that she possesses. On the other hand, my Enrique is not the one whose mind is there.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

One thing that Azarakh had stated sticks out in my mind, despite the fact that it is a disgusting truth, and despite the shrieks of the crawlers and others who are battling against them simultaneously. It was possible for him to assume any form.

Nevertheless, here he is, conjuring the darkness that resides within Enrique in order to be here. Regardless of what he stated, it is abundantly clear that he could not exist on this planet without Enrique serving as some kind of tie for him, and I will not permit that to happen. g Everyone who is capable of fighting is engaged in combat with the crawlers all around me. The members of the pack are able to escape because Royce has constructed a barrier of dazzling lightning, which prevents the crawlers from coming into contact with the bright light. As they attempt to prevent the crawlers from breaking through and attacking the innocent people who are attempting to escape, Skyla, Carlos, and Savio are engaged in combat with the other individuals.

There are a few warriors, including Jose, Dalton, Marie, and others, who are engaged in combat with the crawlers that have succeeded in breaching the initial line of defense and attacking the individuals who are attempting to flee.

The number of crawlers is likewise increasing, despite the fact that more warriors are joining.

In the meantime, Uncle Liam is currently in close proximity to me, and his tremendous aura is surrounding him as he attacks other crawlers. Many paragraphs are missing. Read the complete book on J o=b n-1 b. c (o) m. I see that he casts a peek in the direction of Enrique, or perhaps I should say Azarakh, who is still standing there, observing me without moving.

Both Antonio and Benigno are awaiting Enrique's arrival with apprehension. Both of their eyes dart from Enrique to me, but neither of them moves once.

Without making a sound, I whisper to Uncle Liam, "He's mine," and then I give the guardsmen a warning glance. Uncle gives a slight nod. "Benigno, Antonio, can you both cover me?"

They nod in unison, and similar to Rhea, I come to the realization that they are not as robotic as they initially appeared to be, in the sense that they are unable to make any decisions for themselves.

The head of Rhea is placed on the ground; she is cognizant but asleep at this point. I then go to my feet.

"Azarakh," I respond, turning my attention to Enrique again. My desire is his. In order to stop him, I have to utilize that. In some way. "What are you doing?" With a grin on his face, he raises an eyebrow. It is a dazzling light that fills the room, and numerous crawlers hiss as they disappear, but they are not dead. He exclaims, "What am I doing?" as the room is filled with light.

The crawlers flee in the direction of the bright light as I see Royce fall on the ground to the left. His powerful aura is whirling about him, and lightning is flashing around him.

When I turn around, I see the man who is standing in front of me. In a low voice, I respond, "You understand what I mean."

Azarakh says, "Making my entrance," while pointing to the chamber. After that, he takes a moment out to look at his hand and slowly flexes it.

As he moves closer to me, I maintain my position, my eyes turning a fiery pink as I summon my aura and allow it to permeate the entire space. Before he lets out a chuckle, I notice that his face is slightly contorted with discomfort.

It is destined that you be with me, My Queen. Be careful not to make this more difficult than it already is. It seems as if he is waiting for me to decrease my aura before he reaches out to grab me. On the other hand, I do not follow through with it, and he pulls his hand back, displaying a mixture of displeasure and rage on his face. "Stop this foolishness."

It is becoming increasingly difficult to detect the odor of blood, and the number of them is just increasing.

A couple bursts of light are directed at the crawlers that are attacking the warriors, but Azarakh is the one who steps forward immediately after.

"Enough." It is his attempt to command me. You are on my side for sure. Take a look at this human "

Never in my life will I be on your side.

I give Uncle Liam a quick glance, and I am aware that he is asking me about my plans in a voiceless manner. Despite the fact that I have no idea whether or not it will be successful, I have no choice but to give it a shot. The fact that Enrique was willing to take any danger for me is something that I will do for him as well.

I'll take care of this. "No one interfere," I command in a low voice, having the knowledge that everyone can hear me. Uncle gives a slight nod as he gets down on his knees and raises Rhea's body, so removing her from the danger zone.

I now make my way back to Azarakh and proceed to go forward. I am not sure if this will be successful, but if I am able to contact with Enrique for even a little minute, it would be of some assistance.