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CHAPTER 116

Author: S.Lorieen
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-23 12:16:38

It had been seventeen days since the bond was severed. Raine knew because she'd been counting, and she hadn’t shifted once since it happened. Her wolf felt distant now, buried somewhere she couldn't reach, like an echo.

The mornings bled into each other now, soft and indistinguishable like the fog that curled over the windowsills at dawn. The air here always smelled like pine bark and old stone, sharp and earthy with the faintest tinge of woodsmoke.

Raine woke to silence and went to bed with it. No distant voices, no patrols, no pack energy humming through the walls, just her own heartbeat and the occasional call of birds echoing through the trees.

The cottage existed in perpetual quiet, and it was the kind of stillness that pressed against your eardrums until you started hearing things that weren't there. Sometimes she caught herself listening for footsteps on the stairs, voices from another room, anything to break the endless hush.

Killian was rarely around, he came and w
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  • Fated To The Man Who Raised My Ex   CHAPTER 116

    It had been seventeen days since the bond was severed. Raine knew because she'd been counting, and she hadn’t shifted once since it happened. Her wolf felt distant now, buried somewhere she couldn't reach, like an echo. The mornings bled into each other now, soft and indistinguishable like the fog that curled over the windowsills at dawn. The air here always smelled like pine bark and old stone, sharp and earthy with the faintest tinge of woodsmoke. Raine woke to silence and went to bed with it. No distant voices, no patrols, no pack energy humming through the walls, just her own heartbeat and the occasional call of birds echoing through the trees. The cottage existed in perpetual quiet, and it was the kind of stillness that pressed against your eardrums until you started hearing things that weren't there. Sometimes she caught herself listening for footsteps on the stairs, voices from another room, anything to break the endless hush. Killian was rarely around, he came and w

  • Fated To The Man Who Raised My Ex   CHAPTER 115

    Snow fell in the darkness beyond the window, each flake catching what little moonlight filtered through the clouds. Selene stood in front of it, naked except for the sheet wrapped low around her hips, one foot propped against the windowsill. The cigarette between her fingers wasn't her usual brand, it was something sweeter, with an edge of spice that made her tongue tingle, even at that, it steadied her nerves. The Voss compound stretched below her, rooftops white with fresh powder. It was beautiful, in its way. But Selene had never trusted beauty that came so quietly. In her experience, the prettier the calm, the uglier what followed. The bed creaked behind her. Ronan shifted against the pillows, and she could feel his eyes on her back as he traced the line of her spine. Usually he'd be asleep by now, spent and careless the way men got after a good fuck, but tonight was different between them. Selene could almost taste it. "This storm's getting worse," Ronan said behind her,

  • Fated To The Man Who Raised My Ex   CHAPTER 114

    The doors to Ronan’s quarters stood wide open, completely unguarded, a wide open yawning cavern, it looked like it was mocking him. Matthias stoodin the threshold for a full minute, doing nothing but breathing, his wolf at attention as he listened, but there was nothing, he couldn’t hear anything over the roaring in his ears, not the clatter of booted steps, or the echo of command. Not even the scent of Ronan’s presence, which had always lingered faintly in the air the bitter pine smell, all steel and smoke, as familiar to him as his own scent. It was gone now, faded like the boy had never been there at all. Matthias stepped inside, slowly, noting that the room was in pristine order, not a single item had been left out of place, and that told him more than any sign of chaos ever could. Ronan had cleaned up before he left, which meant he’d known exactly what he was doing. He’d probably planned all of this. Matthias’s hands flexed at his sides, the silence was unbearable, yet it wa

  • Fated To The Man Who Raised My Ex   CHAPTER 113

    Raine was a mess of limbs and blood and trembling breath when he found her, slumped against the base of an old ash tree, her eyes glassy, dress torn and hands pressed protectively over the subtle swell of her belly like instinct had long since taken over where reason failed. The moon carved lines along her cheekbones, illuminating the smear of dirt and tears crusted over her skin. And yet, there was still something regal in the line of her spine, something stubborn in the way her body refused to fully collapse. She didn’t look up when he approached, not even when his boots crunched over the dried frost of the underbrush. Her fingers clenched tighter over her stomach, but otherwise, she didn’t move. Killian crouched in front of her slowly, giving her space. He shut his eyes and let her scent wash over him until he could practically taste it in the back of his throat, it was salt, grief, blood, and something unmistakably maternal. His wolf stirred. “You shouldn’t be out here alone,”

  • Fated To The Man Who Raised My Ex   CHAPTER 112

    It wasn’t even the cold that got to her at first. Not the damp curl of mist sliding down her back, not the sting of ice across her cheeks, or the way the wind shredded through her thin dress like it wanted to skin her alive. No. What pierced first was quieter, and it was the silence. There had been no screaming, not from her or her accusers, no warning, not even the soft touch of fingers across her cheek to tell her goodbye. Just Thalia’s blank face in the moonlight and the slow, deliberate words that sealed her fate. You’re to leave. Banished, cast out, by order of the Elders, under Ronan’s command, without a trial, or a defense, and without Matthias. That was what gutted her more than anything, the alpha’s absence. He hadn’t even been there. He hadn’t known, he couldn’t have. She told herself that over and over as her feet carried her across the outer rim of the compound, stumbling through the fog, past the boundaries she once helped defend. The boots on her feet weren’t even

  • Fated To The Man Who Raised My Ex   CHAPTER 111

    The snow had stopped falling hours ago, but the chill clung to the trees like breath on glass, ghosts in the pale wind. Matthias walked ahead of his men, heavy boots crunching over dead ice and rotted pine, his coat hung heavy with the reek of ash and steel and something else beneath, it was rage. He hadn’t shifted in days, he couldn’t afford to, he couldn’t trust the beast within him not to lose its mind the moment it hit open air. Not when everything had ended in failure again. The search had been a complete waste. The trail they’d been tracking near the Southern Range had dried up too quickly, and not naturally. Something, or someone had wiped it clean. There’d been no blood, or bodies and they hadn’t sighted any ash piles from rogue corpses. No sign of scavenger activity either, there was just… nothing. His soldiers had tried to tell him the terrain had shifted, hoping to convince him that the rogues were adapting faster, maybe they were even being warned in advance. But Matth

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