The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness novel Chapter 11

~ KATALEYA ~

I don’t know how I made him so angry that he thought I deserved to be down there… is it because he thought I was disrespecting him when all I wanted was to vanquish the Crawlers?

Hmm, I’m not sure… and now I’m down here, without clothes… I will wait until dark before I make use of this bed sheet… I’m sure I can make something for my breasts and a skirt from this fabric, too. Yes, that will work perfectly…

I walk over to the corner. This place clearly isn’t used much from the amount of dirt on the floors. Sighing, I sit down and wait. For what I am not sure…

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After a while, when I realise no one is coming, I quickly remove the sheet and extracting a claw, I slice through one section of the fabric until I have a long piece of fabric that is almost a foot wide.

Placing it aside, I quickly pick up the rest of the fabric, tearing open the seam on one side and the bottom and wrap it around my waist. Once I’m satisfied I knot it on my waist and look down at my skirt that falls just below my knees.

Excellent.

I remove the jacket, pick up the strip I had torn off first and begin wrapping it like a bandage around my breasts.

What is my plan of action? I don’t want to stay down here, even if I am a prisoner. But I also want to stay close to him, although is there any use when I’m going to be locked up? There has got to be another way…

But I’m not coming up with one.

I tuck in the end of the fabric and slip the jacket back on before I sit down again and rest my head against the wall.

Think Kat… think…

I play with the locket around my neck, clutching it tightly.

Of course, I’m banking on the request I proposed, but I am not sure he’ll honour it. There has to be another solution!

The sound of the far door opening - followed by footsteps puts me on alert, and it isn’t long before I see a man walk towards me. His dark hair is short, and his brown eyes are observing me, but what gets to me is the Roman numerals on his cheek.

The man Valentina mentioned!

“It’s weird. I didn’t even sense your heartbeat.” He remarks, shoving his hands into his pockets.

Not responding, I slowly stand up, observing him. Is he a friend or foe?

He cocks a brow, looking me over thoughtfully before he sighs.

“Tell me… is it true you’ve seen those things before?”

“Yes,” I answer quietly.

“Then how do we heal whatever they’ve done to him?”

“Is he alright?” I ask softly, worry filling me.

He shakes his head. “Not really. It’s been a few hours since the attack, and those bruises have spread down both of his arms, and he’s no longer conscious or able to hear us.

That is too fast, it’s not possible for it to spread so fast…

What is going on?

“Let me go to him.”

“I can’t do that. Just tell me how to heal him.”

I don’t argue, we can’t waste more time!

“There are two ways. One is water that needs to be left under the moonlight for a full night, with selenite crystals placed in the water. The wounds must be cut open and the water must be poured into the body to dispel the poisonous energy. But if it’s spread to his arms already, then please let me see him. I can help.”

“There are not many who will defy our Alpha… and I can’t let you out when he’s made it clear you are to remain down here. “I’m Jose, the Beta of this pack, and I know who you are.”

My gaze flits to his tattooed cheek.

Of course, he knows…

“Yes… you have my belongings.”

He looks uneasy at that, but I’m not trying to blackmail him. I just want to help Enrique!

“He needs help and if it’s spread to his arms, then he can’t afford to wait until morning. And even a witch can’t heal a Crawler’s touch.” I explain softly. “Those things were after me. This is my fault. Please let me help him.”

He sighs and nudges the bars with the front of his boot.

“I told you I can’t, just like I tried to keep your identity hidden for reasons… this pack comprises people from around the Caribbean, and I don’t trust them all. But someone is readying the water and will place it outside tonight.”

There isn’t enough time.

“If it’s already spread to both arms, then please let me help. We can’t wait all night.”

“I can’t,” he says hesitantly and I can see the turmoil in his eyes.