The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness

- ENRIQUE ~

"Master Enrique, it truly has been a while. Please come in." He steps aside and I have half a mind to turn and leave, but then again, maybe he might have answers that I need. Did Carlos ask him to be here? Carlos is a pendejo, stupid cabrón! I will visit his madre and tell her everything.

"And why are you here?" I ask emotionlessly, stepping inside and heading to the lounge.

"I felt something earlier and when I learned you were leaving the

packhouse, I enquired with Delta Carlos and he asked if I would serve you here, which I accepted willingly.

"I'm sure you fucking did." That hijo de puta... I swear I'm going to go see his madre. Stupid idiot man.

"Alpha... Tell me I am wrong... but I feel I felt the awakening of El Rey Carmesí... how did I not see it? You accepted your birthright... My King..."

I glance at him but do not reply. How much does he know?

He bows down, touching his forehead to the ground, and my eyes flash.

"Don't do that again." I growl.

"Yes, My King... Would you like food or drink Alpha?"

"No, I just want to be left alone," I order.

He bows his head but I sense him hesitating before he leaves the room, shutting the door behind me. I begin taking out the books from the bag and arranging them on the table in front of me. Escarra.

There's one book with nothing more in it than that, a good place to start then. I sit back, unable to forget about the woman I've left by the lake... I close my eyes, placing the book down and massage my temples. Unable to shake away her words.

He tried.

But did he?

(FLASHBACK-14 YEARS AGO)

Fire is everywhere, blood, the growls of wolves and the chanting of a witch.

I'm trying to get to my padre. I know if I talk to him, with their help maybe we can bring my padre back. He is still inside!

"You will never defeat me!" I shudder as that evil voice rings through my head, my entire body aching with the unearthly power he possesses.

There's too much power and force here, and it's burning hot! I finally spot my padre, but to my horror, he's being cornered in. Suddenly a glowing silver wolf throws him to the ground and the flames emitting from him begin to consume the wolf. No, stop fighting!

Help him!

The Lycan can help him!

Scanning the area, I feel a sliver of hope when I see the Lycan approach as the silver wolf holds him down.

"I will never die! Never!" my padre roars.

"That's about to fucking change." The Lycan's words make fear rush through me. Wait, he has to help him! Suddenly he plunges his hand into padre's chest! Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on . Visit to read the complete chapters for free. "No!" I scream in terror. No! They are supposed to help him!

The Lycan freezes as he looks around, his eyes widening as if not expecting me to be here.

Suddenly, another man grabs me, taking me away from the battlefield. I'm scared.

I have to help padre, padre needs help! Don't they realise padre is good? It is the Djinn who needs to be destroyed!? They have to separate the Djinn and save padre!

"Please don't kill my padre!" I shout desperately, feeling the air shift.

"Your father is long gone, kid. He's only a monster now!" The Lycan

shouts back, his eyes meeting mine.

Please... he's the only family I have.

I can't breathe, the power around us is too intense. But I keep my gaze locked with the Lycan. He's a saviour. Everyone said so...

Can he not see it is the last thread of hope I have left?

Save me, save us... please.

I can't live alone...

But his eyes say it all. He wishes to defeat the Djinn at any cost and my padre- my padre is just in the way.

"Barriers around the boy!" His voice is a distant roar, one that rings through the air.

"He's mine!" The Djinn's unearthly roar seems to resonate with me and my head throbs, my vision darkening.

I hear the Lycan say something as the distance between us grows, but I can't hear it.

"Please, don't! My padre needs help!" I beg desperately, please I will do anything! "You said you'd help me!" I cry, my voice breaking as I put aside my ego and beg him.

A menacing growl rips from his mouth, ignoring me, and to my horror, he ruthlessly rips my padre's heart out. A scream of anguish tears from my lips as fire explodes all around me and then I can no longer see them.

He did not hesitate to kill my padre... he...

I have no one.

I should have died too.

I should die too. If I'm dead, it's better.

I hope he just kills me too.

Then the hurt will stop.

Make it stop.

Please...

(END)

The pain in my chest is suffocating and I gasp, my eyes flying open as I return to the present. My heart is thumping wildly and my eyes are blurry. I lower my head, wiping them furiously.

A part of me died that day, the moment I saw him rip into padre's chest.

But what did I expect? This goes back to our forefathers... The Rossis have and will always take what they want and are willing to hurt anyone to do so.

I run my fingers through my hair, yanking at it.

"What troubles you, My King?" I freeze, not realising when Hugo entered the room.

"Nothing, and I am your alpha, nothing more. Do not address me like that," I warn.

"Of course, forgive me, but I live to serve the Escarras." He places the mug he's brought in down before he places a book that is much more battered and far more aged than the ones I have.

"What happened today... perhaps this holds the answers you seek." He turns to leave and I look down at the book. I ignore the mug of camomile tea he's brought in as I debate whether to ask him. "Hugo," I say suddenly. His family has served the Escarra line, then who better to ask about it?

"Yes, Alpha?" he replies quickly, his willingness to help obvious.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

"El Rey Carmesí... tell me everything you know about it." I glance up at him, hearing the change in his heartbeat.

"You are the King of the Caribbean. This is the beginning of the healing for our people, and our lands. I have waited for you to accept your birthright."

"That doesn't answer my question. You are not telling me anything. When I accepted this title, I felt I did something. I awoke something, I felt it... I just don't know what."

"Do you mean the Los Lobos de Fuego?"