Semua Bab SEALED FATE: Bab 1 - Bab 10

- The Past - It was already past 3 PM in Sabrah, a place ruled by the oldest and strongest witches in the world—the Carellos. Aster, with sorrowful eyes, stood in front of her mother’s casket—Lady Vienna. She was the only family Aster had, the one who loved her most, and her protector. Aster had been just a baby when Lady Vienna brought her to the coven. The family had objected to her decision to adopt a human, but she insisted and took full responsibility. Lady Vienna was a respected and powerful witch in the coven, second only to her sister, Queen Vantessa. Because of this, the elders allowed the adoption—on one condition: if Lady Vienna died, Aster would have to leave the coven. Lady Vienna’s death was somehow linked to Aster. The family blamed her, but the truth was that her mother had only been trying to save her. It happened three days after Aster’s 18th birthday. She had lost consciousness and awoke as a completely different person—speaking in an unknown language, not reco

6:00 AM, Room 2931 Aster tried to open her heavy eyes. "So this is a hangover? Or the after-effect of the drug? Hmm..." she thought. "My head is so heavy, and my body is so sore." As the memories of the previous night slowly returned, her eyes widened. She glanced at the man peacefully sleeping beside her. "Oh shit! What have I done?" she whispered. Carefully, she slipped out of bed and quickly got dressed, trying not to wake the man. Before leaving, she looked at his face. "Well, at least he's good-looking… better than Dane," she murmured with a small smile. Then, she left the room in a hurry. --- Meanwhile… "Good morning, my lord. Has the drug worn off already?" Sean asked as he gently tried to wake Carl. "Hmm… where is she?" Carl muttered, trying to open his eyes. "Who, my lord?" Sean replied, confused. "The one you brought last night. The pretty one." "My lord, I think you're mistaken. I didn’t bring you a girl—you told me not to," Sean explained, puzzled. "What? Th

The Wedding Day The wedding of Carl and Aster went smoothly as planned. The church was beautifully decorated, and the reception was attended by prominent figures from around the globe. Aster looked stunning in her wedding gown, leaving the guests speechless at her beauty—and envying Carl for having her. She was accompanied by Merca, who was overjoyed by the news of the wedding and had volunteered to be her guardian. Carl looked incredibly handsome in his attire, arriving with his parents by his side. --- Honeymoon A five-day tour in the Pacific—with two days spent on a private yacht. They enjoyed sightseeing and exploring new places during the day, but things became awkward at night. “So, where will I sleep?” Aster asked. “You sleep in the bed, I’ll take the couch,” Carl replied. “Oh, okay. Thank you.” As she lay down and tried to fall asleep, Aster noticed Carl struggling to fit on the small couch. She suddenly felt sorry for him. “Uhmm… the bed is quite big, so you can come

10:00 AM When Aster woke up, Carl was no longer in bed. She felt too embarrassed to get up—she didn’t know how to face Carl after their steamy night. A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. It was one of the maids. “Madam, may I come in?” She agreed, still trying to find her clothes, but they were nowhere to be found. She remembered leaving them beside the door last night, but now they were gone. The maid entered with a fresh set of pajamas, a towel, and a tray full of food. “Young Master gave instructions before leaving—if Madam wakes up, serve her breakfast in the room,” she said politely. “Carl already left?” Aster asked. “Yes, my lady. The Young Master was fetched by the private plane early this morning. He needed to return to S Country immediately.” “Oh… okay. Thank you, you may leave,” Aster replied, feeling relieved that Carl was gone. She got up, cleaned herself, and finished the food on the tray. Then she left the room, headed to the garden to pick flowers, an

Aster’s Condition Aster's condition worsened as days passed, as if something was consuming her from the inside. The butlers and maids made sure she was well taken care of. Cane continued to monitor her situation, but today was different—he planned to transfer her to the old mansion’s clinic, which was fully equipped like a hospital to cater to the needs of the old master, Landon. She had already lost too much weight due to severe morning sickness. “Aster, may I have your permission to transfer you to the old mansion so that you can be properly treated? Your condition requires strict monitoring with machines,” said Cane gently. The pregnancy still hadn’t been mentioned to her. “Quit beating around the bush, Cane. I’m a doctor—I already know my condition. I’m pregnant, and my body is struggling to cope with the demands of carrying a growing Lycan in my womb,” said Aster, tears rolling down her cheeks. She continued, “Our chances of survival are 50-50. Either the child will die due t