~ KATALEYA ~ The walls he built are crumbling. Somehow, I am forcing my way through the crack, but he’s fighting it with everything he has. It hurts to see him like this, so conflicted, so torn. Realising that his father had found out he helped me escape has shaken me. Silent tears stream down my cheeks, and I close my eyes. Doesn’t he realise all this does is strengthen my resolve to break those walls completely? Doesn’t he realise that there is nothing he does that can make me change how I feel? I told him my stupidest fear, the doubt that always niggled in my mind. I know my dad, and I know he loves me unconditionally, but there were times that question would come to the tip of my tongue. But if I voiced it, it would only hurt them more, so I didn’t. They have done everything for me, Dad, Mama, Dante, and Skyla. I saw how Skyla always put me first. Even when she was hurt, or had something troubling her, she would play it off. She stepped back as if blaming herself for me being

~ ENRIQUE ~ When I remain silent, he speaks again. “The spirit wolves who will always be at your beck and call. But as your forefathers before you, you must find the Ash Stone that will give you supreme power over them; but you will not be able to summon them without the stone.” “I said something, and I felt…” He looks concerned, and I don’t like the concern on his face. “There is a special incantation, but it must not be spoken without the Ash Stone. I doubt you have spoken-” “By the fiery embrace of the sun, the powerful shroud of the moon, the celestial light of the stars and the heart of the earth; I, Enrique Ignacio Escarra, the last of my bloodline, summon forth the power bestowed upon me as the rightful heir of the sacred title. Let these bindings be shattered, the shackles sundered, and the unleashed energies come forth? … I said all that,” I say, masking my unease. I watch him carefully, not missing the way he swallows before he lifts his head up. “It doesn’t matter. We w

~ KATALEYA ~ I place my spoon down, having enjoyed the delicious meal. I had returned to the new place an hour ago, showered, and gotten dressed before eating. Originally, Jose told me Enrique was on his way to fetch me, but he had changed his mind, making the hope I had felt come crashing down. So Jose had brought me back to the home where we would be staying. I had placed the prosthetic aside, feeling like a failure. “Thank you for the meal, Hugo,” I say politely to the old Escarra butler. “Not at all, it is an honour to serve you,” he says. I look up at him. Dad had mentioned him to me. They had stayed in touch for several years, but then he stopped responding and told Dad to back off. I glance around. Enrique isn’t around but… he somehow can sneak up on me too, but according to Jose, he had a lot to do. I talked to Valentina early this morning, and I have organised a group call in about half an hour with those back home. I can’t delay this any longer. I have to tell them of m

~ ENRIQUE ~ I had been on my way to get Kataleya when I had felt the snapping of a pack-link, signalling someone had either died or left the pack and I had alerted and commanded every pack member be accounted for, child, adult, and those not on the island. When one of your pack members dies, it takes a part of you too. I feel as if I failed them, that I was not able to protect them. When that had come up, I told Jose to take Kataleya to the house until I returned. “Alpha, until we get some answers, would you like to stop at my place? Madre has made some Arozz Con Dulce. Let’s wait there for a while, it’s close to the waters, anyway.” Hmm, he really is a fool… he has done nothing but piss me off lately, and he’s taking me to see his madre? “Yes, let’s go. I wouldn’t mind seeing Tía Maribella. It’s been a while.” “She will be happy to see you, too,” he answers as I change direction and head towards his home. Fool, you are done for now, and I will enjoy this. Once we park up, he g

~ ENRIQUE ~ I slam the bathroom door behind me, running my fingers through my hair. That is not how I was expecting our first confrontation to go. I was lost in thought when I had entered, not even noticing the small phone screen. I mean, how the fuck would I when all I saw when I glanced at her were her thick thighs and boobs? I smirk as I take her phone out, which is blowing up with messages. Placing it aside, I take my pants off and get into the shower, wanting to scrub myself clean of any traces of that creature. Washing my hands and arms before returning just didn’t feel enough. Papi. I think smugly. I didn’t even need to do anything. She herself stressed her father out without me even having to say much. But she’s fucking entertaining… She deserves far more, but whether it is selfish to think this or not, I like that I own her heart… even if it’s better I didn’t… Scrubbing off, my mind goes back to the Chupacabra and Joseph. I sigh heavily. Tonight I need to dive again and