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Chapter 5. Fated Mates
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2025-08-15 05:43:15Bliss
The shadows moved in front of me fast and deliberate. Within seconds I was surrounded. Five men – no wolves, I could tell by their scents; their eyes gleamed golden in the dim light, sharp with suspicion.
“Who are you?” One asked, stepping forward; his voice was deep and rough, the kind of tone used to command, not question. I opened my mouth to speak, but my throat was dry. “I – my name is Bliss. I don’t know how I got here, please… I’m not a threat. one of them snorted.
Another muttered, "She smells odd.“
The leader narrowed his eyes on me. “You’re trespassing into the Kareem pack territory.”
“Kareem pack?“
I’ve heard of them being ruthless. Powerful – hungry and dangerous.
I was crossing into the territory of the Kareem pack – the most feared and ruthless wolves. No outsider survived long here.
My breath caught in my throat. What waited for me beyond the trees? Would I become just another lost soul swallowed by the shadows?
“I didn’t mean to trespass,” I said quickly, my voice trembling. “ I… I was in a river someone threw me in. You see, I’m leaving” turning around to leave.
They exchanged looks.
" Take her to the Alpha,” the leader ordered.
My stomach turned. The Alpha – that could only mean one person – Kharo Anderson. The name alone made the hair on my arms rise. Stories said he was a shadow cloaked in skin, a wolf with no interest in love or mercy. Just power.
Two of the men grabbed my arms not roughly but firmly and began dragging me through the forest.
It wasn’t a village; it was fortified mansions. They pulled me towards the largest buildings, towering and dark, their doors like the jaws of a beast.
Inside, the air was warm but tense. I was led through a long hall, the flames flickering shadows along the walls, with decor and security measures.
And then I saw him.
Kharo
He stood at the far end of the room; his hair was black as night and his eyes –
Moonlight
That was the only word that came to mind: cold, silver moonlight. They didn’t look at me; they looked into me.
I dropped to my knees.
“Alpha, one of the men spoke, bowing his head. “We found her at the edge of the territory; she says her name is Bliss.”
“She was in the river,” another added, “and someone claimed someone threw her in.”
Kharo didn’t speak and didn’t move.
He walked towards me, each step slow, calculated. My heartbeat thundered against my ribs like a warning drum. When he finally stood before me, I forced myself to lift my head.
And that’s when it happened.
The moment my eyes met his, something inside me shifted.
My breath hitched.
The room seemed to fade; there was only me and him.
Mate.
No.
No, no, no.
This wasn’t supposed to happen; he wasn’t supposed to be my mate.
His expression didn’t change, but his eyes – those silver eyes – flashed with something dangerous. Recognition. Resistance. Rage?
I swallowed hard.
Of all people, why him?
Kharo tilted his head slowly, studying me like a puzzle he didn’t want to solve.
“Leave us,” he said.
His voice was sharp, but quiet. The kind that echoes in your bones.
They bowed and left without hesitation.
Now it was just the two of us.
My palms were clammy. My limbs trembled. I didn’t know if it was from the cold or from whatever this was. He took one slow step forward.
“You’re my mate, almost like an accusation.”
“ I didn’t ask for this,“ I whispered.
“Neither did I.”
His eyes flickered.
“ Do you think I care about bonds?” He continued voice sharpening, “About love?”
I flinched.
He sneered, “ I don’t; I never have. You’re a weakness. I don’t do weaknesses.”
I looked up at him, anger stirring. “Then reject me.” I’ve got the sharp mouth for someone who just escaped death, and for some reason I’m not entirely weak.
His jaw clenched.
For a second we just stared at each other.
Hate. Fear . Desire. Confusion. All tangled in the tension between us.
But he didn’t speak.
And neither did I.
Because we both knew.
This wasn’t going to be simple.
He turned to “ show her to any of the rooms”.
“ Yes, Alpha,” a woman replied.
Mate.
No. No. No.
I blinked rapidly. My throat closing, this wasn’t possible; I already had a mate— Liam; he’d claimed me, kissed me. Lied to me.
Lied.
The words pierced me like an icicle. What if… what if he was never my mate at all?
I swallowed the panic.
I was trembling; the woman beside me—the one who had taken me from the clearing—didn’t say much; her grip on my hand was firm , not unkind.
She moved with the confidence of someone who belonged, someone who knew her rank and wore it like skin. I, on the other hand, felt like a ghost.
Dead but not gone.
When we turned a sharp corner, she finally glanced at me. “ You’re lucky,” she said flatly.
I blinked. “What?”
“Most outsiders who cross our borders are torn apart before they can explain. But he let you live and fed you even.”
She narrowed her eyes slightly. “ Either he’s going soft, or….”
"Or?"
She didn't answer.
I swallowed hard. “Sorry, what’s your name?”
She looked at me for some time. “Calla”, she looked forward again. “ I’m the third in command here, which means I don’t waste my time with liars or drama.
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