Todos los capítulos de Mate by Fate, Bound by Love: Capítulo 151 - Capítulo 160

**********************************Ethan's POV At last, she was able to lift the spoon, but she couldn't move it from where it was to another direction. I sat a few steps away from where Lena was trying to lift the spoon trying not to look too worried, but I couldn’t help it. Every time she failed to move the spoon, she became more frustrated. I could feel the weight of her emotions, and it tore at him. She was pushing herself too hard, but how could I tell her to slow down when Adrian’s life was hanging in the balance?As Lena fought with the spoon, I tried to clench my fist. I wanted to step in, to do something, anything, but I knew this was something only she could do. It wasn’t just about moving a spoon—it was about mastering her powers, finding control. I hated this feeling the feeling of uselessness, sitting on the sidelines while she struggled. My mind wandered to Adrian, hoping against hope that he was hanging on, just as Lena was.You might be wondering why I was hoping he

***************************Ethan's POV I watched as Lena, with newfound resolve and strength, set her sights on lifting something heavier than the chairs. I could feel the shift in her energy, a fresh, raw determination to push herself further. I stepped back, giving her more space, but I still couldn't push aside my worries. The weight of what was ahead was immense, and I knew she might just be pushing herself to dangerous limits if she over-pushed.In a way, I was glad that she had a more determined resolve; I could see hope rekindled in her eyes, and it made me wonder what the thing she thought of that rekindled such hope. Lena begins to focus more intensely. She takes a deep breath, her hand hands extended toward the chair. I observed her closely, trying not to let my nerves show. As I was nervous and anxious. I had to be because she didn't even decide to lift a plate or a plot the next closest thing to the weight of a spoon. She decided to move straight to the castle chair

***************************Lena's POVEthan asked about the dangers; I knew if I told him about the dangers of tapping from my anger if I ended up tapping from the wrong kind of anger, it was me allowing darkness into myself; he was going to stop me from doing it.I couldn't afford to make him stop me from doing this; I needed to try this, so I lied."There are no dangers, only that I might just get weaker for some minutes or hours depending on the level I tapped into." I had to tell him this. I couldn't make the mistake of saying there would be no consequences at all; he would not believe me. Besides, we all know anger is not a good thing. Using it as fuel to harness my powers could be very dangerous. But I was ready to risk it. "Are you sure about this?" he asked looking worried "Yes, I am very sure", I replied.Inside me, I could hear Lyla scream and shout at the top of her voice, warning me not to try what I was about to do, that it could just be the end of all good things. It

************************Lena's POVAfter a long silence, staring into each other eyes, rubbing hands together I spoke up in a more steady tone now."We need a plan, a new strategy," I said "Now I have realised that tapping into anger is too dangerous. There has to be a better way maybe I could focus on protection instead, I remember when trying to heal your sister I felt so powerful because what I had in mind was the Need to save her and then I was able to save her, the same thing happened with the witch, Joey" I paused to see if I would get a reaction from but I didn't get any I continued "Maybe if I tried harnessing my power by focusing on the need to save and to protect I could be able to do something huge with it"I could feel Lyla trying to say something to me, but I wasn't giving her the chance. I was still very angry at her. Coupled with the so many ideologies I had in my head about her. I didn't want to talk to her, at least not now."What's Lyla saying about it" Ethan asked

****************************Zane’s POVI stood in my lair, looking into the dark magic mirror I had displaying Adrian's inner torment. At first, it was entertaining and amusing watching the little wolf groan in agony, struggling and fighting to free himself from the chains of the dark magic that's been eating deep into his body. As the minutes stretched on my amusement began to turn sour. He was fighting back harder than I had expected, no one had ever been able to fight back my inner torment strategy before. I was pissed off by this but it also made me grow more interested in the little wolf. "This should not be happening", I muttered to myself; I began to pace around the length of the dark chamber; every single soul I had touched got broken. None ever took this long to submit. They all snapped under the weight of my power; their minds bent to my will easily. The little wolf was certainly different from the others; it was infuriating; I was seriously angered by this; how could th