CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

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• Fated and Forsaken: A Mate's Redemption    CHAPTER FORTY-NINE

  Eirlys knelt on the cold floor, stained with dirt and smudging her palms as she kept her hands pressed flat to steady herself. Her cheek burned from the slap she'd taken during the fight with Celeste but she barely noticed it now. The sting in her heart was worse.Micheal stood just a few feet away, his eyes looking dark and unblinking as he stared down at her, the veins at the side of his neck pulsing like it might burst. Rowan stood near the far wall, his arms crossed over his chest but even he looked uneasy.His gaze wandered between Eirlys and Micheal, like he was bracing for whatever would happen next. Celeste stood not far from her father, a slight smirk curling at the corner of her mouth despite the bruising that bloomed on her cheekbone which Eirlys had crafted boldly after returning her punch with a hard jab. Her arms were crossed too, but unlike Rowan, she stood like she was already celebrating whatever punishment would come next.Michael's voice came through like he was hol

• Fated and Forsaken: A Mate's Redemption    CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

  Eirlys felt like someone had struck her across the face. She tried to speak but her lips parted without any sound. Her throat felt tight… and her thoughts scrambled.“You mean, by his own half brother?” Her voice cracked.Rowan didn't respond. He didn't have to as his silence said everything.Eirlys stood slowly, her legs giving way to stiffness. She turned away from him and took a few steps toward the window, staring out at the trees beyond the walls.herhands gripped the side of the wooden frame as her mind turned over the truth again and again.How could Ryker—strong, fearless Ryker—fall into Orion's hands?Rowan leaned forward slightly, his elbows resting on his knees and his hands clasped. His voice came out low—almost like he was speaking to himself more than to Eirlys.“Orion must be torturing him by now,” he muttered. “Piercing his skin… slow, deliberate… like he's waited for this moment his whole life.”Eirlys turned to look at him, her face looking tense. Rowan didn't meet he

• Fated and Forsaken: A Mate's Redemption    CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

  The horse galloped through the forest path, hooves thudding hard against the ground, brushing past low-hanging branches and dodging rocks with practiced speed. Rowan held the reins tightly in one hand and kept his other arm securely around Eirlys, who was still trying to make sense of everything that had just happened.She kept looking back, her breath coming fast.“Rowan—what about Ryker?” she asked with a trembling voice.He didn't answer her. His eyes were just fixed on the path ahead. The wind pushed through their hair as the horse raced forward.“Rowan!” She called again, panic rising within her.He gave a small shake of his head. “Just hold on.”The thick trees slowly thinned out. And in the distance, walls began to rise—the high stone walls that protected the Nightfang territory. They were almost home.The two guards stationed at the main gate caught sight of them instantly. One leaned forward to get a clearer look, then stepped back with widened eyes.“That's our Alpha's horse

• Fated and Forsaken: A Mate's Redemption    CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

  Eirlys crouched down, her hands pressed tightly against the rough bark. Her heart pounded in her chest as she peeked from behind the trunk. The sounds of clashing bodies, growls and cries filled the air. Dust rose from the ground as the fight grew more intense.Ryker and Orion already charged at each other with full force. They crashed together in the center of the field like two storms colliding. Ryker struck first, slamming Orion to the ground. He climbed on top of him and threw a punch, then another and another. Though Orion tried to block, Ryker's hits were quick and hard.Eirlys gasped quietly, her eyes wide as she clutched the side of the tree tighter, her fingernails digging into the bark. Her breathing was shaky but she tried not to take her eyes off Ryker. Not for a second.Orion twisted his body and rolled, flipping Ryker off him. And for a moment, he had the upper hand. He struck Ryker hard across the face, pushing him back. But Ryker didn't stay down. He growled and surged

• Fated and Forsaken: A Mate's Redemption    CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

  Ryker growled again, though it was low but it sounded dangerous, like a sound rising from deep within his chest. And for the first time since he was captured, his eyes didn't carry pain or rage or confusion… they now burned.Not with hatred. Not even rage. But with power.Even Orion's posture fluctuated, just a step—but not enough to seem afraid, but enough for the doubt to show in his expression.Ryker's eyes… they weren't just red. They glowed. And that was rare. A blistering crimson only seen in Alphas after the sacred ritual. But not everyone had it and not everyone experienced it. And this would be the first time Ryker would experience it. He hadn't just been appointed. He had been chosen and now, whatever buried inside him was breaking free.Orion whispered under his breath, shaking his head as if he could deny what he was seeing. “No… no.”He raised his arm. “Stand your ground!”But his men seemed shaken by what they were seeing. Though no one moved. Not immediately. Not even t

• Fated and Forsaken: A Mate's Redemption    CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

  The heavy doors of the council hall slammed open with a loud thud, drawing every gaze in the room.But Celeste didn't care. Her heels echoed sharply against the polished floor as she strode inside, her brows draw tight and her eyes filled with storm that only she could explain. The elders were silent, murmur fading as they watched her move. At the head of the room stood her father, Micheal—Head of the Council, always in his composed state.He raised his hand calmly. “Give me a minute,” he said to the others.Without waiting for their response, he stepped down and met Celeste halfway, guiding her out through a side door into the quiet corridor beyond.“What is it?” he held her shoulder on either side.Celeste folded her arms, her nails seemed to be digging into her skin. “Still no word from Ryker. Not a message. Not even any news. It's been too long since they've been gone.”Micheal retracted his hands and studied her face for a beat, then gently placed again, a hand on her shoulder. “