บททั้งหมดของ Fated to the Broken Rogue: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Elliot.It took me three days to finally decide to get a breath of fresh air.We slipped out of the cabin just as the sky was beginning to blend into dusk. Despite the way my legs felt like jelly after spending most of my time in bed, I needed answers.So we wandered along the streets of the town, taking in the warmth of the normally quiet town that looked like something out of a post card.Peaceful now.I had barely appreciated the days like this until a few weeks back."Alright," I started, breaking the silence. "I have to ask... this whole mate thing. What does it really mean? It's a bond, yes, but is it like... unavoidable? Bound to all werewolves. How does a human even get a werewolf mate?"Damien glanced over, amusement flickering in his eye as he slid his hands into his pockets."It's a bit more complicated than that." He looked straight ahead, his expression softening as if he was about to share a deep secret. "For us, the mate bond is sacred. It's more than just attraction or

Elliot.A guttural snarl tore through the air, echoing in my ears, deep and predatory.I was running... not with my feet but with my whole body. Hunting. I was hunting.Hungry.My insides fought like someone had poured acid on it. So painful.My feet... no, those were definitely paws clawed at the earth, muscles burning as I pursued something just ahead.A wild, desperate thrill pulsed through my veins, and every instinct in me screamed to catch, to claim, to conquer.Die. Eat. Rabbit.I woke with a jolt, the sensation of claws retracting from my hands. My heart was pounding so hard I was scared it would fly out of my chest, with my breathing shallow. This was the second time.The first time was a fluke. I hadn't expected it, but two nights of this nightmare where I wasn't myself, but... some animal running after something in the woods wasn't a coincidence.And every time, it left me feeling as though I was splitting into two. Damien had gone for a run in the woods, desperate to let

Elliot.The mountain air was sharp, biting at my skin as I trailed Luciana deeper into the woods.No matter how hard I tried, my legs now refused to stop moving. It was almost like I was a puppet meant to do what she wanted against my will.What kind of person had such a twisted command over another?We reached a narrow trail I didn't recognize, leading us up a steep incline. This was the part of the woods I hadn't ventured into when I started my past journey.I never made it to this place.We reached a narrow trail, which led us up a steep incline. Even from where I stood, I could see a hidden cave tucked away in the rocks, partially obscured by tangled vines and shadows.Just another reminder of how freakish I had become.I needed to turn away and run. Hide. Whatever Luciana was up to, I had a feeling it wouldn't be good.But my feet, heavy and numb, didn’t listen."In here." Luciana ordered, her voice a low, dangerous murmur. She glanced over her shoulder, her brown eyes holding a

Damien."Where is Luciana?"I paced back and forth in front of Frank, my wolf itching to break free.It was taking every ounce of control I had not to tear into him, not to let the monster he so clearly think I was tear take over.Frank shrugged nonchalantly, his arms still crossed as if we were discussing the weather. "I don't know where she is. I haven't seen her, she was supposed to meet me here so we can do some searching for creatures like you."I lunged forward, my hands gripping his collar, lifting him up as he flailed. "You're lying." My voice was a growl, barely human, more wolf than man now. "I can smell the lie. You know something."Frank didn't flinch, even as my grip tightened. "What's the matter, Damien?" He sneered, eyes glinting. "Pick one. Do you want Elliot or Luciana?"I slammed him back against the tree, my claws extending as I fought to keep my wolf in check.Not now. Not yet."Tell me. Right. Now."He laughed, a hollow sound that echoed through the trees. "Lucian

Damien.That six foot tall bitch.Pain radiated through me like wildfire, dulling my senses but not my resolve. The silver dust Luciana... Zara had used on me had clung to my skin like poison, tearing through my muscles and bones.Every breath was a struggle... until...Elliot!I wouldn't let him die. Not after what he did for me."Was that all you've got?" I snarled, forcing myself upright, ignoring the tremor in my arms as I faced her.She chuckled, her eyes gleaming in the flickering shadows of the cave. "You're barely holding yourself together, Damien. Even after loverboy over there sacrificed himself." She cocked her head, watching me struggle with smug satisfaction. "Oh, how the mighty have fallen."“You’re going to regret this."My arm no longer throbbed the pain when she sliced it open with that blade.A small mercy.Zara moved closer, her steps echoing off the stone. "I don't think I will. In fact, I've never felt so..."I didn't let her finish.I lunged forward, throwing a p