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Fated In Darkness 137 Powerless
AdrianWe traded blows now—flesh against flesh, bone against will.The ground beneath us cracked from the force. Every strike was an earthquake. Every clash rattled the village to its roots.I drove him into the side of the building. The wall groaned, buckled, and crumbled around him. He dropped to one knee, blood slicking his lips.Still, he laughed. Bitter. Hollow.“You think you have the right to her?” he spat, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Where were you when your blood-sucking relative came for her, huh?”I said nothing.“My wolves bled for her!” he roared, voice raw with rage. “My pack would’ve died for her!”That landed.Not in the way he wanted.It struck something deeper—something buried, black, and aching.I moved.Faster than before.My fist drove into his gut. He folded, breath stolen from his lungs. Before he could recover, I followed up—an open-handed strike across the jaw that sent him flying into the street.He hit the ground hard, limbs sprawled, groani
Fated In Darkness 136 Choose Wisely
AdrianThey were waiting—for Carson, for orders, or for courage they hadn’t yet found.I stepped forward once more.“Choose wisely,” I said, voice low, deliberate. “I don’t want to hurt any more of you. But I will reach her.”And then I waited.Still.Patient.Tension clung to the moonlit streets of Blackgate like frost, the last fragile thread of diplomacy stretched to its breaking point.The door opened.Carson stepped out.And from inside—I heard her.“Adrian!”Natalie’s voice.Raw. Desperate.That was all I needed to know. They were holding her against her will. The fury surged up sharp and hot behind my ribs, cold on the outside, fire within.Carson moved toward me, posture hard, face unreadable—but his eyes blazed.“Give her to me,” I said, cool as marble.He growled low in his throat, fangs flashing. “You’ll have to go through me. I won’t let you turn her, you blood-sucking monster.”I laughed.Not loud. Not cruel. Just amused.“Come now. You know that’s not true.” I studied hi
Fated In Darkness 135 Let The Monsters Remember
Adrian I made my way into the village. Blood stained my knuckles—not theirs. Not truly. Not a single drop spilled, though bones cracked like dry timber beneath my hands. Bruised ribs. Shattered limbs. Torn pride. But they still breathed. They kept coming. In pairs. In threes. Brave. Desperate. Foolish. I pivoted, ducked under a leaping body, caught a leg mid-air, and flung the wolf into two more who charged behind. Flesh hit flesh. Bone splintered. Pain erupted in a chorus behind me. I didn’t stop. I didn’t slow. I moved like water over stone—unbroken, unstoppable. A shadow shaped like a man. A god who’d once made peace with monsters and now remembered what it felt like to rule them. And still—they didn’t understand. I wasn’t even trying. I could have ended every one of them. But I didn’t. Another wolf lunged at my back—a flicker of movement in the corner of my eye. I turned just as she leapt. Young. Small. Still clumsy with power. Her fear tasted like metal beneath her
Fated In Darkness 134 Gate Keeper of Death!
AdrianI was still at the gates of Blackgate, the scent of pine and blood thick on the air.The wolves kept advancing, muscles coiled, eyes burning with Carson’s creed. They bore his crest over their hearts. Loyal. Brave. Stupid.“I’ll say this one last time,” I said, voice steady as the grave. “Let me through. Or bring her to me. There’s no need for death tonight.”Only a growl answered me—low and guttural, vibrating through the bones of the earth. They suddenly stopped coming, and the biggest of them stepped forward. Massive. Battle-scarred. Foam at the corners of his mouth. His claws scraped against the dirt as he moved, shoulders squared in challenge. Those amber eyes locked onto mine.Rage.Duty.Suicide.Bad choice.I moved.Not with vampiric speed. Not with tricks. Not with power drawn from shadow or blood. Just a step. A single, deliberate step.Still too fast for them.My hand met his jaw with a crack like thunder, turning his lunge into a ragdoll’s spin through the air. He s
Fated In Darkness 133 No More Warnings
AdrianI glanced at the clock.Three-thirty.Time dragged its heels, every minute stretching like a blade across my nerves. How slow could a day bleed out?Enough was enough. I rose from my chair and left Nocturne’s shadowed silence behind. If they wouldn’t bring Natalie to me, I’d go to Cainebrielle and wait in the dark. I needed to see her.I hadn’t realized how deeply we were entwined until she was taken from my reach. Now, everything inside me twisted. I couldn’t sit still. Couldn’t think without feeling her absence like a missing piece of bone. The maddening part? I knew—somewhere deep and unspoken—that she missed me too.Carson was holding her. There was no doubt anymore. And the longer he did, the thinner my patience stretched.By the time night rolled in, I was parked outside her apartment building, cloaked in shadow. No sign of Natalie. No whisper of her voice. No trace of her presence. Just silence—and betrayal.Carson and Cain had made their choice.They spat in my face.No
Fated In Darkness 132 The Leash Slips
AdrianThe afternoon sun bled through the blackout shades, thin golden lines slicing across the stone floor of Nocturne. Even bathed in silence, the club held its breath—haunted, waiting, like me.Three o’clock. Still no word from Cainebrielle.I’d sent one of my best to watch for Carson’s return with Natalie, but the silence stretching between us was beginning to ache.Every second felt like glass grinding into my skin.Was he truly testing me?Daring me to make good on the threat I’d left hanging in the air like a blade?Blackgate didn’t need to burn—but it could. If Carson wanted to play the fool, I’d be the nightmare that taught him better.They all mistook my restraint for weakness. Carson. Martina. Dimitri. That insufferable Michael Pierce. They’d grown too comfortable with the idea of a domesticated monster.I’d spent centuries folding myself into a shape the world could stomach, hiding the thing that Volodymir warned would rise. But now... the leash was slipping.And I wasn’t
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