Semua Bab Bound by Fate: Mated to the Enemy: Bab 41 - Bab 50

BLAISE It was getting extremely difficult to restrain what I feel for Lila anymore. She was a woman with purpose and her stubborn annoying nature only added to her allure. She was the kind that makes something out of what little you give her, and those qualities had drawn me to her the most. She was also mysterious, like a ball of onion that you could peel layer by layer. With any other person, I would have known if she wanted my downfall or if she was with me, but with Lila, it felt difficult. That same way I felt when I first met her. For several days, I had resorted to giving her the cold shoulder treatment, fearing that my burgeoning emotions and the mysterious mate bond would cloud my judgment. Jasper continually assured me that she is my true mate, and would never wish harm upon us, yet I harboured doubts. Being merely human, Lila might not experience the mate bond as intensely as I did and would not hold back the way I did. I could only make her fall for me if I hoped

LILA "So, are you telling me that woman has returned?" Sasha asked, placing a delicate flower into a slender vase. The moon festival was upon us, a time when each room in the house would be adorned with vibrant flowers or painted in the festival's radiant colours. We busied ourselves decorating the rooms for the Moon Festival. I took pride in my knack for decoration. Memories of past festivals danced in my mind, where I, single-handedly, had transformed our home into a festive wonderland while Nana watched with a smile, so, I didn't require the assistance of servants for this task. My hands and heart knew each corner of our chamber, every nook that needed a touch of beauty. Since last night, Blaise and I hadn't exchanged a word. He had returned late, long after I had succumbed to sleep's embrace, and he chose not to share the bedroom. This morning, too, he left early, robbing me of any opportunity for conversation. Now, as dusk painted the sky in shades of orange

LILA I mustered the courage to venture out of the guest room in the evening. I had waited until I was certain Blaise had left the pack house, and I began to feel somewhat better. My breakfast and lunch had been consumed in that guest room as I contemplated how to avoid Blaise forever and ever. As time passed, the regret for my foolish actions from the previous night only grew more vivid. Stepping into our shared room, I found no trace of Blaise. A sigh of relief escaped my lips, and I allowed myself to sink onto the bed. My plan was to swiftly take a bath, change into fresh clothes, and crawl back to my sanctuary. However, my moment of respite was short-lived as the room's door swung open with force, and there stood Blaise. Startled, I leapt from the bed, letting out a scream. "You scared me!" I exclaimed He offered a mischievous smile and proceeded to lock the door. My shock deepened as he advanced toward me, causing my heart to race. I silently pleaded for the ground

BLAISE Lila never ceases to amaze me with her actions. I now had no doubt that she was destined to be my mate. The moon goddess had woven our fates together for a reason. She was fiery yet undeniably cute. I had restrained myself for far too long, haunted by the memory of my love for Aurora and the fact that Lila was the sister of the man who had taken her life. But the mate bond and the ancient prophecy had played huge roles in binding us, making it impossible to resist any longer. Now, Lila had become the air I longed to breathe. Contrary to my fears that she would always remind me of the painful death of my late Luna, but instead being around Lila brought me peace and contentment. I came to realize that it was time for me to forgive and let go of my thirst for revenge for my late Luna's sake. This was what the moon goddess desires, if not, she wouldn't have chosen Lila as my mate. All I needed was to focus on uncovering the traitor among my subjects. I was certain it wa

AUTHOR'S P.O.V. Amanda stood there, her eyes fixed on Blaise and his wife, a wave of disgust coursing through her as the workers eagerly pulled out their phones to capture the enchanting moment shared by their Alpha and Luna. Even the gangly reporter beside her, tasked with covering the event, couldn't help but wear a sheepish smile as he recorded the scene. "Awesome," he murmured, more to himself than to Amanda. "I've heard of Alphas and Lunas, but witnessing such genuine love between them is truly remarkable." Amanda couldn't hold back her jealousy and frustration. "Shut the fuck up!" she snapped, her voice laced with venom, her gaze piercing the couple. The reporter recoiled, a flicker of shock crossing his features. "Do they think we're here to make a romantic movie or something?" "Well, when you're in love, everything seems like a romantic movie," the man replied with that same sheepish grin. Amanda shot him a sharp look, and he quickly snapped his mouth shu