The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness - Chapter 144: Chapter 144
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~ ENRIQUE ~
I took a while out from the afternoon to visit those who would not be fighting, to give them some hope and some faith even if I have no idea what will go down. I owe them that. I am their Alpha and I am the one responsible for giving them confidence. It is now night and the only sounds that can be heard are people performing last-minute checks and carrying out small tasks for the coming battle.
I have never felt calmer, despite the high tension that thickens the air. I feel in control. The Blood Moon that is almost up in the sky is a strong reminder of what it stands for. Some may even find their mates tonight, and if they do, I do hope they make it through the night so they can experience that properly.
“Enrique.” I turn as Jose calls me. He’s quieter, the concern in his eyes obvious. “We’re ready for you.”
I nod, ready to give my warriors courage and confidence. I will make it through for them, for myself, and above all for Kataleya. Mi Diosa.
I step out into the open and stand on the steps, looking out across the wolves and she-wolves who will fight by my side in this battle.
Antonio and Benigno flank me as I watch the crowd fall silent the moment they notice me.
“Tonight is the Blood Moon, the one night where we always drink and dance until morning, but not this night. Tonight, we will eminently face an enemy that has troubled us more than once, one who has taken some of our loved ones, too. One who will not give up until it has destroyed everything in its path.” I look down at my hands.
“An enemy that I won’t deny has some power over me. I do not know how, or why, but I can tell you one thing.” I look out at them, they know this, I made sure they were notified to be prepared.
“I can tell you that I am not my father or his father before him! I will not be consumed by a monster. I will not harm my people. If anything happens to me, your Luna is your light. She will guide you. Jose, your Beta, will always be there for you and so will Carlos, your Delta!” I continue, my voice ringing through the night.
I descend the steps, each one deliberate and slow, drawing closer to them. My boots strike the ground quietly, yet it still sounds like a heartbeat in the tense silence. A silence that seeps across the grounds. Shadows from the harsh lights that bathe the area cast angled shadows across the faces of my warriors as they listen to me.
I can see the fear in their eyes, but also the fire and resolve in many. I meet their gazes, seeking out the ones who need assurance, comforting them with a steady hand on their shoulder or a subtle, reassuring touch. I know each of them, know what their struggles are, their strengths, their weaknesses, their quiet fears. Tonight, we will face it all together.
“We’re going to get through this as a team, as a pack, as a family! United, we are undefeatable! We fight for one another, we fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. We fight for what’s right! We fight for what we believe in! Let’s show these monsters what the wolves of Puerto Rico are capable of!”
Roars fill the sky at my words, their confidence burning bright as a fire renewed, the flames of their shouts reaching high into the sky.
“Let’s show them the spirit of our people! Our ancestors are with us! Their strength flows through our veins! Our mothers raised us to be resilient, and our fathers raised us to be warriors! And tonight, when the Blood Moon is high in the fucking sky! When the enemy’s shadow falls over us, we will stand as one!
Our enemies will hear us roar; they will feel our power; and they will learn what it means to face the very wolves they dared to torment! For we are stronger because we are ready to lay down our lives for one another!” I thunder, my voice ringing powerfully through the night sky.
I gaze up at the sky as they all break into roars and howls of determination as I watch the Blood Moon reach its peak.
“For the Moon Goddess!” Jose shouts.
“For the Moon Goddess!”
“For the Goddess of Witchcraft!” Jose chants.
“For the Goddess of Witchcraft!”
“For our Alpha!” Jose thunders, leading the chant.
“For our Alpha!”
“For our Luna!”
“For our Luna!”
“For our people!”
“For our people!”
I still as their cries fill the night sky, and I close my eyes. Then, suddenly, I hear the powerful echo of a soft footfall. My breath catches, a knot of fear and anticipation tightening in my throat as another footstep follows, there are others approaching but only those soft footsteps hit a chord within me.
Suddenly, a scent unlike any other fills the air, rich and intoxicating. Different yet familiar. My nostrils flare, my eyes blazing molten gold, and a surge of raw, uncontained power floods through me, radiating off me in waves of fire that lick at the space around me. My people stagger back, their faces a mix of awe and fear, gasping as they pull away from the intense current of my aura. My heart thunders, like the drums of war.
Mate.
I turn, coming face to face with the woman who has stopped several yards away, a vision of perfection. She looks like a warrior goddess in her armour. Every curve is accentuated, a temptress in the night, a vision of fucking perfection.
Emotions surge through me and I almost want to drop to the ground, feeling a weight lift off me.
She’s my mate.
Kataleya Rossi is mine.
Her heart is pounding as it calls to my own. My wolf surges forward, wanting to possess and claim what is his. Tears spill down her cheeks and I can’t help but smile.
I slowly stride towards her, ‘Once again another sign that you were created for me, Mi Amor.’ I murmur through the mind- link I had been unable to use earlier due to my nerves.
She nods, her lips quivering as I stretch out a hand to her. She begins to walk towards me, both of us closing the gap and she reaches out to me.
I make to wrap my hand around hers to pull her close when suddenly the ground splits open, the deafening rumble splitting through my eardrums, and we’re torn apart. My fingers barely brushing her fingertips as we’re thrown back, and the terrifying shrieks of hundreds of crawlers rip through the air…
I took a while out from the afternoon to visit those who would not be fighting, to give them some hope and some faith even if I have no idea what will go down. I owe them that. I am their Alpha and I am the one responsible for giving them confidence. It is now night and the only sounds that can be heard are people performing last-minute checks and carrying out small tasks for the coming battle.
I have never felt calmer, despite the high tension that thickens the air. I feel in control. The Blood Moon that is almost up in the sky is a strong reminder of what it stands for. Some may even find their mates tonight, and if they do, I do hope they make it through the night so they can experience that properly.
“Enrique.” I turn as Jose calls me. He’s quieter, the concern in his eyes obvious. “We’re ready for you.”
I nod, ready to give my warriors courage and confidence. I will make it through for them, for myself, and above all for Kataleya. Mi Diosa.
I step out into the open and stand on the steps, looking out across the wolves and she-wolves who will fight by my side in this battle.
Antonio and Benigno flank me as I watch the crowd fall silent the moment they notice me.
“Tonight is the Blood Moon, the one night where we always drink and dance until morning, but not this night. Tonight, we will eminently face an enemy that has troubled us more than once, one who has taken some of our loved ones, too. One who will not give up until it has destroyed everything in its path.” I look down at my hands.
“An enemy that I won’t deny has some power over me. I do not know how, or why, but I can tell you one thing.” I look out at them, they know this, I made sure they were notified to be prepared.
“I can tell you that I am not my father or his father before him! I will not be consumed by a monster. I will not harm my people. If anything happens to me, your Luna is your light. She will guide you. Jose, your Beta, will always be there for you and so will Carlos, your Delta!” I continue, my voice ringing through the night.
I descend the steps, each one deliberate and slow, drawing closer to them. My boots strike the ground quietly, yet it still sounds like a heartbeat in the tense silence. A silence that seeps across the grounds. Shadows from the harsh lights that bathe the area cast angled shadows across the faces of my warriors as they listen to me.
I can see the fear in their eyes, but also the fire and resolve in many. I meet their gazes, seeking out the ones who need assurance, comforting them with a steady hand on their shoulder or a subtle, reassuring touch. I know each of them, know what their struggles are, their strengths, their weaknesses, their quiet fears. Tonight, we will face it all together.
“We’re going to get through this as a team, as a pack, as a family! United, we are undefeatable! We fight for one another, we fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. We fight for what’s right! We fight for what we believe in! Let’s show these monsters what the wolves of Puerto Rico are capable of!”
Roars fill the sky at my words, their confidence burning bright as a fire renewed, the flames of their shouts reaching high into the sky.
“Let’s show them the spirit of our people! Our ancestors are with us! Their strength flows through our veins! Our mothers raised us to be resilient, and our fathers raised us to be warriors! And tonight, when the Blood Moon is high in the fucking sky! When the enemy’s shadow falls over us, we will stand as one!
Our enemies will hear us roar; they will feel our power; and they will learn what it means to face the very wolves they dared to torment! For we are stronger because we are ready to lay down our lives for one another!” I thunder, my voice ringing powerfully through the night sky.
I gaze up at the sky as they all break into roars and howls of determination as I watch the Blood Moon reach its peak.
“For the Moon Goddess!” Jose shouts.
“For the Moon Goddess!”
“For the Goddess of Witchcraft!” Jose chants.
“For the Goddess of Witchcraft!”
“For our Alpha!” Jose thunders, leading the chant.
“For our Alpha!”
“For our Luna!”
“For our Luna!”
“For our people!”
“For our people!”
I still as their cries fill the night sky, and I close my eyes. Then, suddenly, I hear the powerful echo of a soft footfall. My breath catches, a knot of fear and anticipation tightening in my throat as another footstep follows, there are others approaching but only those soft footsteps hit a chord within me.
Suddenly, a scent unlike any other fills the air, rich and intoxicating. Different yet familiar. My nostrils flare, my eyes blazing molten gold, and a surge of raw, uncontained power floods through me, radiating off me in waves of fire that lick at the space around me. My people stagger back, their faces a mix of awe and fear, gasping as they pull away from the intense current of my aura. My heart thunders, like the drums of war.
Mate.
I turn, coming face to face with the woman who has stopped several yards away, a vision of perfection. She looks like a warrior goddess in her armour. Every curve is accentuated, a temptress in the night, a vision of fucking perfection.
Emotions surge through me and I almost want to drop to the ground, feeling a weight lift off me.
She’s my mate.
Kataleya Rossi is mine.
Her heart is pounding as it calls to my own. My wolf surges forward, wanting to possess and claim what is his. Tears spill down her cheeks and I can’t help but smile.
I slowly stride towards her, ‘Once again another sign that you were created for me, Mi Amor.’ I murmur through the mind- link I had been unable to use earlier due to my nerves.
She nods, her lips quivering as I stretch out a hand to her. She begins to walk towards me, both of us closing the gap and she reaches out to me.
I make to wrap my hand around hers to pull her close when suddenly the ground splits open, the deafening rumble splitting through my eardrums, and we’re torn apart. My fingers barely brushing her fingertips as we’re thrown back, and the terrifying shrieks of hundreds of crawlers rip through the air…
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