บททั้งหมดของ Fated To Be His Mate: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

His image slowly fades away and she snaps her eyes open to find herself lying on the cold floor of the prison. It was a dream all along. A drop of tears slid down her cheeks as she crawls back and rests her head on the wall, hugging her knees to herself. Her whole body is cold and her body is already getting numb. The prison is cold and her body is almost shivering, but there are no clothes to cover her and protect her from the cold that keeps penetrating her bones. She sighs deeply as her mind wanders off to what happened yesterday. She still can't believe what the alpha had told her about her being a werewolf. It's hard to believe. She has been living all her life believing that werewolves are supernatural creatures that only existed in series, but it never occurred to her that they are really existing and even if she wanted to give that a thought and weigh the possibility of them existing, she could never imagine that even she would turn out to be one. How's this even possible?

The loud moans coming from one of the rooms fill the veranda. "Yeah...yes...there..." Her moans finally become clear and audible. The large room looks extremely beautiful, with portraits of black wolves on the wall. A large mattress is in the middle of the room. Anyone would think that more than three people are sharing the bed, but alpha Damien is the only one sleeping on it. The moans are coming from the bathroom. Alpha Damien is in there, slamming one of his concubines as always. This is what he does almost every day to calm himself down, especially when he's angry.While growing up, he always has women at his call, ready to go to bed with him anytime he wants it. For someone who's handsome and has the charm to melt every woman's heart with his gracious look, it takes him no effort to get whoever he wants. People call him 'the sweet beast'. He may be dangerous, but he's tender and do thing softly behind closed doors. He's someone women would never get tired of throwing themselves

Alpha Damien's chamberCassie is on her knees while holding her gaze low. Her heart keeps thumping heavily against her chest as if it's going to pop out anytime soon. She is visibly shaking, as waves of fear spark through her. She has many things running through her mind as she keeps asking herself what he's up to and why he had sent for her. Of course, she knows that it'll have something to do with her father. Thinking about her father, she curses under her breath. Thinking about that man makes her so angry now. She still had some love left for him even after all the pain he had caused her, but at this point, she has no soft spot for him again, just hatred. He has caused her so much pain that has hurt her so much. Meanwhile, alpha Damien is sitting on the chair comfortably, staring down at her with resentment in him. The sight of her disgusts him so much. Thinking about the pain his father went through before he died, how he cried when the poison was affecting him, just the thought

The United StatesD&D company"Sir, the files are all ready now. You're having an appointment with JayZs group of company in three hours. The interview with the media is in four hours and you have to speak with Mr. Coleman about the contract," A young lady talks nonstop as she walks beside a tall young man. The man is wearing a black suit, his thick black hair is messy with some strands curled up his forehead, his skin is smooth and looks flawless and soft, and he's wearing black sunglass. He is walking elegantly to the elevator while having a plain look on his face.He steps inside the elevator with the young lady, while having his hands tucked inside his pockets. His aura is dark and intimidating. It is always weird where those auras are coming from. "Cancel the contract with Mr. Coleman. Cancel all my appointments for today and get my week's schedule adjusted. Submit it to my desk when you're done with it," the elevator door opens and he strides out elegantly alone. His walking st

Chapter 19Her head bangs with pain as she tries to open her eyes, and she closes them back again. Her whole body feels so weak and she finds it difficult to move any part of her body. Like a movie, the incident of the earlier moment replays in her head and she forces her eyes open, only to find herself in a strange room. "Where am I?" Still lying on the bed and staring at the place strangely, she asks herself in a whisper. Is she dead? This place doesn't look like the heaven she has always heard about, so where the hell is she? Those are the questions that keep running through her mind as she stares at the place in confusion. "What were you doing outside at that time?" A cold masculine voice emerges from the dark, sending a chilled sensation to her body, as her heart misses a beat. That's the voice she will always recognize even in her deep sleep. It's alpha Damien. At this point, her weakness has already been drained and represented by fear. She quickly sits up on the bed and til