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Chapter 22: The Silver Tongue of Desperation
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Fated to His Masked Alpha Chapter 24: Inside the Fog
The world didn’t feel wrong.That was the most dangerous part.Daisy woke one morning and the warmth of Troy’s hand, once so constant at her waist, no longer burned with recognition. His scent lingered faintly on her skin, but it felt muted, muffled, as though she were breathing through gauze. She knew who he was — Beta Troy, her mate, her Luna-bond — but her heart beat with a strange distance, as though the memory of him belonged to another woman.The fog crept in quietly, draping her mind in soft silks of confusion. She moved through the pack-house as if everything were normal: giving orders, receiving reports, maintaining her sharpness as Luna. But inside, she felt fractured, like glass holding together under unseen pressureWhen she passed Troy in the hall, his smile — usually the anchor that steadied her — struck her differently. She felt the curve of her lips lift in return, but it was mechanical, hollow. Something whispered to her: He is not yours. You owe him nothing.And that
Fated to His Masked Alpha Chapter 23: The Fog and the Fracture
Daisy woke to the scent of pine and smoke—Troy’s scent. It should have been the one anchor she could always trust, the unbreakable thread of their bond. But that morning, when she pressed her face into the hollow of his chest and drew in a deep breath, it faltered. The notes of him were there, but muted, like a song played beneath rushing water.She blinked, heart tightening in confusion. Something heavy clung to her mind, a strange haze that dulled the edges of her thoughts. When Troy stirred beside her, strong arms instinctively wrapping around her waist, she felt his warmth—yet a crack of doubt shivered through her.Why does it feel so far away?He kissed her shoulder, lips brushing tenderly against her skin. “Morning, my Luna.”Her breath hitched, but the words didn’t burn through her like fire the way they used to. Instead, a sluggishness swept through her veins, leaving her heart struggling to remember what it was supposed to feel.She forced a smile. “Morning.”The fog whispere
Fated to His Masked Alpha Chapter 22: The Silver Tongue of Desperation
Benjamin had always prided himself on one thing above all: his tongue. Not the tongue of battle — though he’d trained with steel and claw in his youth — but the tongue of persuasion, manipulation, the quiet lure that could wrap itself around a mind until it bent to his will.Tonight, though, his words had begun to lose their power.The council hall he once ruled with voice and gesture now listened politely, coldly, their eyes shifting elsewhere when he spoke. Troy’s name carried more weight than his arguments, and Daisy’s reappearance as Luna had bound the packs in a renewed sense of loyalty that Benjamin couldn’t fracture no matter how eloquently he painted his speeches.And so the man who had once thought himself inevitable now found himself pacing the confines of his chamber, firelight licking the walls, wine half-finished on the table beside him.He muttered aloud, as though the shadows might answer:“Every ladder collapses if you climb the wrong rungs. Perhaps I’ve reached too hi
Fated to His Masked Alpha Chapter 21: The Witch's Amusement
The forest swallowed Benjamin whole as he pushed deeper into its heart. The further he walked, the quieter the world became, as though even the wind dared not disturb the secrets whispered here. Branches clutched at his cloak like skeletal fingers, and an eerie light glimmered ahead, pulsing faintly between the trees.That was where she waited.The Witch of Hollow mere. Her den was no humble hut but a twisted ruin of stone and root, the earth itself warped by her presence. Moss clung like skin to the cracked walls, and vines writhed as if alive, baring strange blossoms that reeked of copper and smoke. Bones—wolf, human, unidentifiable—hung in dangling charms, clinking when he passed.Benjamin suppressed a shudder. This was no place for noble men. But he was no longer noble—only desperate.Inside, the air was thick, choking with the perfume of herbs and rot. A fireless cauldron bubbled anyway, a stew of colors that hurt the eyes to look at. The witch was perched upon a crooked chair, h
Fated to His Masked Alpha Chapter 20: The Witch's Brew
The forest was darker than it had any right to be. Even the moonlight seemed hesitant to touch the tangled branches that bent overhead, twisting like skeletal fingers. Benjamin pushed his way through the undergrowth, his cloak catching on thorns, his breath coming out in frustrated bursts. Each step deeper into this forbidden grove felt like a choice he could no longer undo.He had never thought himself the type to beg for magic. A warrior, yes. A tactician, absolutely. But one who would stoop to whispered charms and stolen spells? That was beneath him—or at least it had been, before Daisy.Daisy, who now bore Troy’s mark, the shimmering scar of eternal claim upon her throat. Daisy, who smiled at Troy in a way she had never smiled at Benjamin. Daisy, who had been his last gamble, the ladder he was supposed to climb back into power.And yet Troy, of all people, had stolen her from him. He had not only stolen his pack, his authority and his power, he had stolen Daisy from him and he was
Fated to His Masked Alpha Chapter 19: The Crumbling Ladder
Benjamin stood at the far edge of the council chamber, his hands braced on the polished oak table as voices rose and fell around him. He had once commanded this room with little more than a look, once been the sharpest blade in Alpha Bernard’s arsenal, the wolf who schemed in shadows and struck with precision. But those days were gone.Now, every word that left his mouth was met with skepticism, every suggestion weighed against the memory of his failure. The failed rebellion. The war that had ended not with him seated higher, but with him crawling lower. The weight of his collapse pressed heavier with each passing day.Troy sat in the Alpha’s chair now, his hand steady on Daisy’s, his gaze calm yet unflinching. The young Alpha exuded a kind of raw authority Benjamin both despised and envied. He had tried to dismiss Troy as nothing more than a vengeful pup chasing ghosts of a murdered father, but now the reality of his reign was undeniable. Troy had not only reclaimed his rightful thro
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