Introducing the next chapter in the Dark Side of Fate series! Liam's heart is broken on graduation night when the father of his long-time crush decides to whisk her away for reasons best known to him. The situation gets him distraught. Suspecting she is in danger, he tries to pull the strings to help find her. In the process, he is surprised by fate as his mate shows up in the midst of everything, and he is now torn between his fated and his long-time crush. He tries to navigate through with wisdom, but love isn't a battle of will but that of the heart, and his wolf isn't relenting either. This book continues the exciting journey of the children of our beloved characters as they face challenges in their unique world. Follow Liam, the son of Tamia and Sylvester, as he deals with unexpected struggles in his life. Despite feeling sad, destiny has something special in store for him. Will it turn out to be a blessing or a curse? This story revolves around Liam's love journey. If you haven't read The Dark Side of Fate Books 1 and 2 yet, consider giving them a read. It will help you better understand the characters and their backgrounds.View More
~Justin~ As I observed the trepidation in Sophia's eyes about joining the others for lunch, it became evident that she was far from recovered. The fact that she had covered the mirror also conveyed her shame regarding her appearance. It was clear to me that she would require therapy to heal. I couldn't quite pinpoint what compelled me to touch her cheek, but there was an undeniable pull. Something drew me to her, a force stronger than I had ever experienced before. Perhaps it was the sympathy I felt for her, but I understood the need to exercise caution. When I made contact with her cheek, I sensed her wolf's subtle reaction, a faint vibration in response to my touch. I couldn't discern whether it was anger or repulsion, but I couldn't blame her. Given all that she had endured, being touched was likely the last thing on her mind. It was indeed a profoundly sad ordeal. "No need to change your routine because of me. I'm perfectly fine eating on my own," she insisted, stepping back
~Sophia~ Liam stood tall, exuding his usual handsome charm. He appeared more mature in a truly captivating way. Though the smile I believe he had before I opened the door had disappeared, I refrained from probing further. My gaze averted, I retreated into the room, fidgeting with the wig atop my head, eager to shield my face. The disguise still clung to me, as I hadn't found a moment to remove it. "Not pretty anymore, han?" I nervously quipped, met with his silence. He followed me into the room, closing the door gently behind him. At that moment, I wished the ground would swallow me whole, consumed by both shame and anger. I waited for him to break the silence, but he remained mute. Instead, he drew me into his embrace, enfolding me in his strong arms. "Goddess, Sophia," he finally uttered, his voice trembling. Tears welled in my eyes as I clung to him, unable to hold back my emotions. "I'm grateful they found you," he continued, his voice shaking with emotion. "Thank you, Li. T
~Sophia~ Saying I was nervous would be an understatement. Positioned within Grizlo's airport arrivals section, I found my stomach swarming with butterflies. These were not the pleasant, fluttering kind; instead, they brought forth doubts and anxieties. I worried that someone might recognise me and apprehend me or that I was putting those around me in danger. There was also the fear of acknowledging everything I had missed. I stood there, my anxiety palpable, and clung to my coat like a protective shield. Using my bony fingers, I pulled the coat tighter around me as if it could envelop and conceal me completely. But who was I fooling? It was all a product of my own imagination. "Are you alright, Sophie?" Justin's voice jolted me from my sombre reverie, prompting me to turn and meet his gaze. Concern was etched across his face, leaving me to ponder whether it was my demeanour that had provoked it or if he was grappling with his own inner turmoil. He extended his hand toward mine, and
~Liam~ Following my conversation with Harper, I recognised the need to put the matter concerning Adrian to rest. The determination in my sister's eyes was crystal clear; she wasn't willing to let him go, regardless of whether we supported her or not. I understood that the best way to be there for her was to respect her decision and offer my support, even if I felt uneasy about it. However, I couldn't ignore the nagging concern about this Racheal woman and her involvement in the situation. It struck me as peculiar that she hadn't seen fit to mention it to Justin. Did he already know, or was she perhaps too embarrassed to bring it up with him? I anticipated getting to the bottom of this when he returned. "I have no choice but to support you, Harper. If your feelings for Adrian are this strong, then I'm with you all the way. We'll dig into the events together," I assured her, and she wiped away her tears, nodding gratefully. "Thank you, Liam. Honestly, I think you should meet him. He'
~Sophia~ I could have never imagined a day when freedom would be mine. Hope had grown dim amidst the chaos of my existence, and I had resigned myself to the idea of death's arrival, yet it continually eluded me. No matter how desperately I extended my grasp, it remained just beyond my reach, a cruel mockery. Those heartless souls who had taken and traded me ensured it stayed that way, compelling sustenance into my body merely sufficient to preserve life. Over time, I surrendered the futile struggle and clung tenaciously to the fragile thread of existence, nurturing a fervent desire for eventual retribution. Little did I realise that such an opportunity would eventually manifest itself. I had been under the impression that Liam had abandoned the quest, and strangely, I found a sense of relief in this, knowing that they intended to exploit me as bait to ensnare him. I had resigned myself to the belief that I had been forsaken, and when they traded me away, I assumed my fate was sealed
~Liam~I found myself staring at the computer screen in utter shock, grappling with the implications of the email. I knew Racheal Armstrong was a friend of Justin's, but had she confided in him about her past and what she had endured? I turned to Josephine, who appeared somewhat tense."What's running through your mind, Jo?" I inquired, and she shrugged."This is happening way too fast, but there doesn't seem to be any immediate gain for Miley or Racheal in doing this," she responded, echoing my thoughts."It does seem rather premature, and perhaps they are displeased that Jacob didn't make Adrian face the consequences of his actions," I mused as I pushed back from the table. Josephine got up from my lap. My urgency to check on Harper and discuss the matter of Adrian was mounting. We couldn't afford this kind of attention right now. If Adrian's character was truly questionable, Harper needed to find other ways to express her rebellion against our father. Adrian was a dangerous man."Wh
~Liam~Two days had elapsed, and my patience held steady as I awaited Justin's return with Sophia. Uncertainty hung in the air, but one thing was certain: I felt immense relief knowing that she was finally safe. They had chosen to extend their stay in Cains by an additional four days, which meant it had been a little over a week since they had found her. I refrained from dwelling on the potential horrors she might have endured. Instead, I clung to hope that joyful memories could eventually overshadow the past.Numerous questions swirled in my mind. Were her parents still alive? What had become of those responsible for the ordeal? My phone conversation with her had provided some solace when I heard her laughter. Although she wasn't quite her former self, it was evident she had a profound story to share. Sophia made a concerted effort to ease the situation, and I held onto the hope that, with time, we could help her rediscover happiness.Josephine has been one of the most significant sou
~Justin~ I sat in silence, my patience unwavering as I waited for Sophia to unravel her story. Anxious about what I might hear, yet clinging to the hope that her words would provide a much-needed breakthrough, as we were currently at a dead end. "My father returned home that night covered in blood and tears," she began, her voice filled with a mix of anguish and determination. "He was weeping, and my mother became frantic. At the time, I was in the living room, watching television, but when my mother asked me to go upstairs, I remained frozen." She continued, recounting a moment that had left an indelible mark on her life. "I had never seen my father covered in blood before. I had never seen him cry, but he was crying." Sophia's voice quivered with emotion as she described the scene. "My mother moved closer to him, but he shook his head, begging her to stay away." She then began to narrate her father's frantic words, her eyes glistening with tears. "He said, 'I had no choice,
~Justin~ Two peaceful days slipped by as I observed Sophia gradually regaining her strength. Though the spark in her eyes had yet to return, I found solace in our shared understanding of time's healing power. She had started consuming small portions of solid food and occasionally graced us with a faint smile when Charlotte fed her, but her words remained sparse and her silence profound. At this rate, I harboured doubts about acquiring crucial information within our time constraints. Our focus remained fixed on the warehouse, and I firmly believed that the other captives still languished within its confines. Naturally, a search for the missing slave had been initiated; evidently, she held some significance in the eyes of her captors. It was evident that we needed to expedite our efforts if we intended to rescue the remaining victims. To achieve this, we would have to gently coax Sophia into revealing the information we required. In addition to our efforts, we conducted a trace on th
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