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13. This New Life.
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FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 14. Pending Issues.
~ LAYLA ~After dressing my bed and taking a few minutes to quickly freshen up in the bathroom, I get dressed in a sleeveless black halter-neck top and pale white joggers.As for my footwear, I found two separate pairs of black and brown sandals, with some flip-flops neatly wrapped underneath the clothes in the hamper basket. Talk about lifeless things creeping out on me.I chose to go with the flip-flops. I want to be comfortable around this foreign place as much as I can.Done getting ready, I leave my room and close the door behind me, not bothering to lock it up.Aside from the locket necklace that I am currently wearing around my neck, there is nothing else I have inside that room that is worth stealing.Also, this packhouse looks too luxurious and coordinated to condone theft.I quickly descend down the stairs, hating that there seems to be too many of them. I don’t want to be late for my first breakfast here.Besides, first impressions matter. And I don’t want to give off a bad
Last Updated : 2025-04-18FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 15. I Dare You.
~ LAYLA ~There is this strange satisfaction I am currently deriving from watching Cupcake dig into her breakfast right in front of me, time and time again.Breakfast has been served, and everyone I have met so far: Cupcake, Aunt Gaia, Brie, Mrs Chen, and Zuby, are all seated here with me, each person busy with the food served right in front of them.Our breakfast includes the pancakes that Cupcake was raving about, also bacon, eggs, cheese sandwiches, and finally lots of sliced red apples and blueberries.I love red apples, but I guess it is no one's business now.So far, I have only had just a couple bites of my own breakfast, which is looking just the same like everyone else’s.They didn’t reduce my portion, neither did they serve me anything lowly different when they dished out my food to me earlier. The act alone made me wonder; why treat me the same, like I am one of them?My fingers toy with an apple slice on my plate, its red smooth surface cold against my fingertips. Around m
Last Updated : 2025-04-18FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 16. This Bond Between Us.
~ LAYLA ~ I hate this fucking silence. Waves of jealousy thrum through my veins time and time again as I fight to steady my breathing. My heart hammers in my chest, threatening to break free as I helplessly watch Kira stare at my mate in both defiance and something else I know all too well. Desire. Raelin is glaring at her, his jaw clenched and he appears angry. But Kira? That fucking shewolf is busy trailing her seductive eyes down his body, moving agonizingly slow and shamelessly lingering on his muscular arms and chiseled abdomen. I squeeze my free hand into a tight fist, the urge to rip her apart almost overwhelming me. I am somehow grateful that Aunt Gaia strangely seems to be quietly holding me back right now. But nevertheless, someone should keep that rabid shewolf in a leash, or else, I will be forced to do it myself and stop her from eye-fucking my mate. I swear I won't mind— “You want a photo?” Raelin’s voice cuts through the tension in the air as he throws the taunt
Last Updated : 2025-04-20FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 17. Mine And Only Mine.
~ LAYLA ~ He brought me to an office. His office. “Are you just going to stand out there?” He throws the question at me, still keeping the door open and impatiently waiting for me to get back to my senses. Well, I already have. I step into his office, and he slams the door shut behind us, the loud sound making me flinch. Is he angry? One glance at him as he walks past me towards his desk is all I need to have my answer. He looks so tensed with that clenched jaw and those tempting lips that are pressed into a thin line as he yanks open his desk drawer and retrieves something from inside. A black file. I remain silent as I watch him dump the file on top his desk. His broad back muscles flex with every single movement he makes. No no no… I can't get distracted now. I should be focusing on trying to figure out the right thing to say, what could happen next, and— “I'm sorry for the way Kira treated you back there.” His calm voice trails into my thoughts, his words sounding both
Last Updated : 2025-04-20FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 18. Until Him.
~ LAYLA ~I swallow down a lump stuck inside my throat. My heart keeps slamming beat after beat inside my chest. He can't be serious right now. No, he… he can't be.At some point in the future, he is going to come back to his senses. I may be his mate now, but I…. I am a rogue. A fugitive just bidding her time in this pack.And one day, that time is going to be up. Expired.And then, Raelin here will realize that he does not want to have anything to do with me, a mere rogue. That him and his pack deserve someone they accept better to rule by his side.Someone who is more fitting for them and…. and worthy.Relying on blind hope is not going to save me. It never did before. And it never will.Raelin sighs and steps away from me, finally releasing me from his hold. My heart is still pounding furiously inside my chest with so many confounding emotions making me feel fuzzy and torn apart.But despite my emotions clouding inside my head, one thought stands out. Bitter.A thought so ugly t
Last Updated : 2025-04-20FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 19. Adrenaline.
~ LAYLA ~I move quickly down the quiet hallway as I head towards my destination.My heart is still pounding inside my chest even as I take a corner by my right. With my eyes fixed on my path ahead, I am still struggling internally to fully concentrate regardless of the tension of my exchange with Raelin that is still raging everywhere inside my mind.'We made a deal, Layla Kavros, and you promised to stick to it.'Like hell....I want to scoff at the memory of those words. However, the memory is burning into the depths of my very soul.It is indeed true that I made a deal with him and promised to stick to it. Nevertheless, the raw desire I witnessed in his eyes as he spoke those words, the deep possessiveness I felt in his voice.....They all wrap around me like twisted vines immune to any destruction, and the more I fight to shake them off, the more they dig deeper, branding themselves into the core of my being.It is clear that Raelin is hellbent on never letting me go. I should ha
Last Updated : 2025-04-21FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 20. Mind Games.
~ RAELIN ~ “You’ve kept a rogue alive, Alpha Raelin. A rogue who trespassed on our territory. A rogue who defied the kill order.” Elder Theron has always been a man of rational thinking. I don't really like him, but he is the only elder among the five Elders of my pack that I can tolerate more than the other elders. Especially that old snake, Markin. I am seated on my leather chair as I listen to Elder Theron speak. Wes is nestled on the wall by my side, his arms crossed as his sharp eyes flit between me and Theron. He is listening too. Frankly, my mind is already made up irrespective of whatever Elder Theron will keep saying. I am the Alpha of this pack, and my decision to keep Layla here won't be changed. It is fucking final. “I've seen the rogue, Alpha Raelin. She's such a beautiful little trick. Definitely a threat to this pack—” “She’s not a threat to my pack,” I cut him off. “Layla is staying in this pack under my protection.” “But that doesn’t change the fact that she’s
Last Updated : 2025-04-25FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 21. They Should Know Me.
~ LAYLA ~ During the rest of our breakfast, I had managed to convince Cupcake to stay in her room and rest. She wanted to play and share her dolls with me, but I felt so bad that I would not be fully in the moment to give her all my attention. Or maybe..... in fact, the truth is that I am scared of getting too attached emotionally to her. She is already weaving her witty charm and innocence around my heart, and I am afraid of what that will do to me. Especially now that I am still not certain about my fate in this pack. After breakfast, I also helped Aunt Gaia and Mrs Chen clean up the dishes, despite them telling me not to bother. I insisted, not wanting to feel guilty about letting them do all the work while I just languish upstairs in my room. It did not sound fair and kind to me, even though I am the one stuck in this pack for now. Also, boredom would have killed me already. Now, I am done helping them out and heading back to my room upstairs. Earlier when I was helping Aun
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FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 35. The Accused.
~LAYLA~Our car zooms past other vehicles that are in speeding motion along the expressway. Every second that passes by hardens the knot formed inside my stomach, making it almost unbearable for me.Breathe, Layla. Just breathe….I know I can't shake off the fear, but surrending myself to it is not an option I am willing to take. Earlier, Raelin had informed me that the trial is to take place at the pack's Grand Hall and that we are going to arrive there just in time.If I can have my way, I never want to arrive at that wretched destination at all.I try remaining calm as I quietly breath in gulps of air to hold myself together from losing control. I also can’t help but wonder if this is how prisoners on death row feel on their way to execution because it's not at all funny when one is being trapped with the sure promise of inevitable death whilst still praying and having that tiniest of hopes that they will somehow escape death and continue staying alive.I am scared, but I refuse to
FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 34. More Than Magnetic.
~LAYLA~Done with my makeup, Aunt Gaia keeps the application brushes back on the table.“Time to get dressed and eat before you go.” She adjusts one of the pins stuck into my hair. “You’ll do just fine."I swallow hard. "Why are you so kind to me?" The question slips out before I can stop it. "You barely even know me. I’m a rogue. Most people here would rather see me dead."Aunt Gaia’s eyes soften as we silently stare at each other in the mirror for a brief moment."I’m a mother, Layla. A good one.” She answers, giving me a faint smile filled with a warmth that calms me down. “I can tell when someone’s heart isn’t dark, no matter where they come from. You’re not evil. And you're not lost either. You’re right where you need to be.”Her words sink into me, and I fucking feel like crying again as something swells up in my chest and behind my eyes, threatening to ruin my makeup. I blink rapidly, refusing to let the tears escape."Thank you.”"Come on, let's get you dressed." She tugs on m
FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 33. Watching Over Me.
~ LAYLA ~AN HOUR LATER….I am already settled on the cushioned chair near the vanity table in my room with Aunt Gaia gently brushing my silky hair with a glass-like comb.Staring at the mirror before me, I admire my calm facial expression reflecting back to me from the mirror despite the truth that my heart is malfunctioning deep inside my chest. Today, this morning, the pack council of the Bloodhounds Pack will decide my fate here. Life or death. Acceptance or rejection.And I have no fucking idea which side the scales will tip for me.All my life, I have been running. First from the fire that consumed my home and family, and then running away from Kaliq and his ruthless scumbags that parade themselves as men. I have been running, only to find myself here and bonded to Raelin. The Alpha of this pack.Should I run? Should I plot an escape again? Is running every time even going to give me peace or solve anything? A huge discomfort settles inside my chest and answers the questions fo
FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 32. A Different Kind Of Fight.
~ RAELIN ~Just as I try to get closer and reach out to her again, she raises her hand, stopping me immediately.Fuck...Her reaction is justified, but it still cuts me deeper than I ever thought it would hurt me.“All I wanted was to protect you and figure out how to handle this without putting you in any danger,” I confess with all honesty. “I understand that you're angry now but—”“Being discovered in your pack is already a danger to me, Alpha Raelin,” She cuts me off, my stomach sinking further with the way she spurts out 'Alpha Raelin' like she doesn't give a fuck. She laughs bitterly. “Now that I am going to attend my death ceremony, how is that working out for you? I had told you to reject me and let me go but—!”“Just stop!” I both hate and love the command in my voice, but what is most important is that I move to tower over her, destroying the distance between us in an instant.The rest of my retort that had risen to my mouth dissolves as I helplessly stare down at this fiery
FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 31. My Gifted Perfection.
~ RAELIN ~"Fuck Fuck Fuck…"I quickly climb up the stairs heading for Layla's room in this wing section of the packhouse. Every hurried step seems to be worsening the thumping inside my chest and the ringing in my ears. My weight and speed makes the stairs creak, but I don't stop.To be honest, I want to ignore the symptoms of anxiety that I am currently feeling, but my body can't. The thought of Layla being dragged into this tribunal still fills me with so much annoyance but there is no way in fucking hell I am letting Markin win this. I am the Alpha. I will be there. Layla will be there. And I am not going to let that tribunal end the way Markin thinks it will.Finally reaching her room, I pause in front of the door for a moment to brace and prepare myself and my mind. I hate that I am hesitating, but fuck me if I lie to myself. I have already held back enough.I think of everything that could go wrong if I decide to turn around and leave now.The tribunal. The elders. Markin. Kira
FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 30. Beta.
~ RAELIN ~I think I fucked up…A couple days have gone by since Theron came to complain about my mate. Something else happened, and today, this morning, I woke up feeling like total shit.Having my morning exercise drills here in the gym has always been daily, and even now, the thuds of my fists hitting my training bag that is dangling before me is almost the same as my heavy breathing that I am trying to control right now.It is another new day. Yet, I feel drained, but despite my muscles needing a break this early morning, I just can't stop. I need to let off the heat.My knuckles sting from the last punch I just landed against the bag, and my mind is elsewhere and far removed from this gym and everything within it.Protecting Layla by hiding the truth, is it the right thing? I can't believe I am the one that is even chickening out on—“Hey,” Wes calls out to me as he turns up his face towards my direction."What?"“You’re distracted," he grunts as he throws a weak unfocused jab at
FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 29. Let The Games Begin.
~ KIRA ~As I digest his words, I look up at him, meeting the same mismatched eyes I inherited from him.In those eyes, I see no compassion. No sympathy. Dad is no softball for anyone. Well, no one except for me. His precious pumpkin.He is willing to do anything in his power to make sure I become the Luna of this pack. To make sure that we take our rightful places in the helm of this pack's affairs.“Dad, we need to force Raelin's hand. And we need to do it fast.”“Easy. Let's not be reckless now.” He smiles as he takes another drag from his tobacco pipe. That smile was slow and so fucking predatory.He blows the thick white smoke out from his nostrils and parted lips. A happy shiver dances down my spine. He is already thinking of something. Something definitely nasty.“Spill it dad.” I narrow my eyes at him, my mind already spinning with excitement. “What are you suggesting?”“First of all, a council tribunal." He reveals in a dark serious tone, “We send out letters to officially su
FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 28. To Be Luna.
~ KIRA ~I fucking hate that bitch who thinks she can take Raelin away from me. Just because she is staying at the packhouse doesn't mean she now has the fucking temerity to feel entitled and insult me.That filthy rag doll!I am trying to control my temper, but I just can't. My hands are curled into fists, and watching Dad from where I am standing in the doorway of his study office isn't helping me calm down either.Elder Markin Gandall, my dearest Dad, is the Head Elder of the Bloodhounds Pack.My father.He is the legacy I admire. The only man I wholeheartedly emulate. Ever since mum passed years ago, he became the only one who shaped me into the bold, daring woman I am today and the fierce Luna I know I will become very soon.He is power personified, and I am born from that power. If I want something, I don't fucking beg for it.I take it.Being the Luna of this pack is my fucking birthright, and if someone else tries to take that birthright away from me, I swear they will be fuck
FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 27. Loyal My Ass.
~ LAYLA ~“Kira doesn't have, and will never have the right to make you leave. That choice is up to Raelin. But most importantly, it is up to you too.”A part of me can't help but believe that she is kind of right.“I just…." I pause and breathe out for a moment. Instantly, what happened between Kira and me in the morning right after I helped Aunt Gaia and Mrs Chen with the dishes all flashes inside my mind.I remember what they did to Nora, and I decide to tell Brie and Zuby everything.“This morning right after I helped Aunt Gaia and Mrs Chen clean up the dishes, I saw Kira's friends bullying a girl named Nora." I adjust my ass on the mattress and brace myself to say more.“Nora?" Brie asks curiously while turning her attention to Zuby and then right back at me, "Nora is one of the Omegas that live and work here in the packhouse. Her work shift wasn't supposed to start until this afternoon."“Wait, did you just say that Kira's friends were bullying Nora this morning?" Zuby cuts in s
