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FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 8. Getting My Freedom.
~LAYLA ~ She is fucking gone. I unfold my arms, turn around, and head back to my bunk bed. Reaching it, I settle down on the bed. My fingers dig into the foam as I curse, venting out my pent-up desperation. “Fuck!” I am really trying so hard not to lose my mind in here, but I am realizing that the longer I stay in this cell, the harder it will be for me to hold onto the last strings left of my sanity. I hate this feeling. This feeling of always being trapped. Of being powerless and incapable of being free. And now, on top of that, a crazy shewolf is dying to rip me apart. Isn't that amazing? My stomach growls, still hungry, and I take a look at my supposed dinner. My fingers graze the soft crust of the loaf of bread on the plate. It is cold now. I pull back my fingers. My life is in danger in here. Anyone, especially that crazy shewolf, can easily slip poison into whatever food that will be brought to me. Thankfully, I know this precious food right in front of me is not p
Last Updated : 2025-04-14FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 9. Caught.
~ LAYLA ~Twigs and branches scratch against my skin as I run through the trees, my lungs burning from the lack of enough oxygen. My breathing comes out in short ragged pants as I keep running.I don't know where to go, because I don't have anywhere to go. I have no family left. No place I can run to for refuge.But I keep running. This is what I have been doing since the night I lost my family. Running.And doing everything I can to stay alive.I push harder, my legs burning as I pick up more speed.“Aaahh!”I hiss loudly in pain as I fall to the ground, my toes burning from the sharp agony inflicted by some evil huge rock I hadn't realize on time was in my path.Fuck.I wince in more pain as I crawl towards a nearby tree, trying to reach it and use it as a support to help myself stand up. The night wind blows around me, rattling through the leaves.And then, for a fleeting mere moment, the wind ceases, and I hear low growls far behind me.My blood instantly chills to ice.Panic grip
Last Updated : 2025-04-14FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 10. Deal.
~ RAELIN ~I am so going to fucking kill Wes after this.His offer, our supposed offer, still awaits Layla's response. Silence hovers above all three of us. Five of us to be exact.My Gamma Cal and his friend Derek are still waiting impatiently by the tree near us, their paws furiously scratching through the brown dirt on the forest floor.I feel their annoyance, because I understand it myself too. My mate here is so fucking stubborn, a trait I both love and hate at the same time.I can't deny that I don't love it more though. Back in the past when I was still desperate to find my mate, I had specifically told Selene that if she were to ever bless me with my mate, she shouldn't give me a liability.Babysitting a dumb Luna is much worse than fighting off a thousand mad rogues, and if I am to ever have my Luna, she must be willing to stand by my side and be fearless to point out my faults if any.I need a strong worthy Luna who won’t just cling to my every word and decisions like I am s
Last Updated : 2025-04-15FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 11. You Will Be Fine.
~ LAYLA ~Our journey back is short and quiet. I don't know if I made the right decision by agreeing to stay with them.But it seemed like the right choice at that time. Raelin was right about one thing; I can't keep running forever. Out there, I don't have anyone to protect me, or even give me shelter. Both my parents and baby brother are all gone. I don't have anyone to call my own or that will even treat me like a living being. I hate to say this, but since Raelin is my mate now, he is all I have left by my side, apart from this locket necklace around my neck. He is quite an asshole that hates the likes of me with reasons I believe are quite justifiable, but he is the only one right now that I can trust, despite how fragile that trust is between us.On his own part, I know he doesn't even trust me at all.Out there, while trying to survive on my own, I don't know what will happen to me again if I ever get caught by another bounty hunter.Packless rogues are always easy targets fo
Last Updated : 2025-04-15FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 12. Being Alive Is A Gift.
~ LAYLA ~ I follow Gaia—sorry Aunt Gaia—as she leads me down a quiet corridor. The vintage clock I see nestled on the wall by my left shows me that it is already 11pm, so very late into the night. If I had successfully escaped, what would have been my fate out there? What would have happened to me? I shake out the thoughts as I look away from the wall clock. Whether I escaped or not does not matter now. What matters now is that I have a roof over my head. I have also found my mate, even though he isn’t the sunshine prince I dreamt of. At least, he is here. He is not abandoning me, or killing me like I thought he would. I still don't know what the hell we are going to do about this bond between us. However, first things first. I need to survive this place. Just tread one step at a time Layla. I rub my hands down my arms as I continue following Aunt Gaia silently. The walls by my sides are colored oak brown, and has various exquisite art paintings hanged on them. They are beau
Last Updated : 2025-04-16FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 13. This New Life.
~ LAYLA ~MORNING A couple of knocks on my door wake me up. I groan, stirring on my bed.Whoever it is should go away for a tweeny tiny bit. I haven't slept like a normal being in months.I need more sleep.Still remaining on my bed, I try to drown myself back into dreamland, but another round of impatient knocks rain on my door again.This time, the knocks are harder, followed by a low chuckle and a muffled voice I can't quite hear clearly.Damnit!I stir on my bed again and groan into my pillow. At this rate, whoever that person is clearly wants to see me.After unburying my face from my pillow, I sit up and drag myself out of bed. Barefooted, I slowly and grudgingly trudge towards the door to open it.This disturbance should better be worth it.Reaching the door, I open it, and instantly, I am greeted with a toothy wide smile from the little rascal I met back then in my cell.Also, a girl my height and nearly the same body size as mine is standing right next to Cupcake, holding a
Last Updated : 2025-04-16FATED 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 : 2025-04-18
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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
FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 26. Torn.
~ LAYLA ~The late afternoon sun that is dipping lower in the sky outside keeps reminding me time and time again that I have been inside this room past afternoon already.Also, I didn't step out of this room after coming back from my encounter with Kira this morning. I didn't step out not even for once.The faint sound of the wind rustling the trees outside filters in through my windows and curtains. I have been lying here on my bed for what feels like hours and trying to distract myself with the silence and all, but the thoughts inside my mind is so jagged unlike the room ceiling that is currently right above me now. Looking so white and nothing more than a blank pale canvas that stretches out up there.My back is pressed against the mattress with my arms folded loosely over my stomach that keeps growling occasionally from time to time. Well, I skipped my lunch a few hours earlier. Suddenly at the thought of food, my stomach growls again, and the feeling is so annoying and fucking p
FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 25. We Are With You.
~RAELIN~Shit.“Fuck you Cal." I grit. "I didn’t give you permission to drink that.”"Come on Ray," He whines, "I'm just going to have a tiny little sip...."Before I can protest any further, he is already grabbing a few shot glasses from the shelf and handing some out to Wes and Derek.He dumps one onto my desk, making me growl as he pushes the glass cup towards me, “Come on, just a tiny sip won't hurt...” He has that stupid smirky grin still plastered all over his face.This shithead has got to be kidding me.Despite my hesitation, I take up the glass he dumped in front of me and resign any further protest. It is useless refusing Cal after all.I am pissed watching him as he proceeds to pop the bottle open and pour himself a glass.Wait, he is pouring himself a full glass. Why is he pouring himself a fucking full glass?!I am such a fool to believe that he, of all people, will take just a tiny little sip.With a satisfied grin, he pours the rest of us half glasses. Fucking cheater.
