Semua Bab Torn by fate: Bab 11 - Bab 20

The feeling of being watched never left Hazel. Even as she walked deeper into the pack grounds, the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. The shadows felt heavier, the air colder. But when she turned to look? Nothing. She exhaled sharply. I’m imagining things. “You look lost.” Hazel’s head snapped up. A tall man stood in front of her, arms crossed, a lazy smirk on his face. Dark hair. Green eyes. Strong build. He looked like someone who enjoyed trouble and he looked familiar “I wasn’t lost,” Hazel muttered. “Sure,” the man drawled. “Wandering around alone, looking over your shoulder every five seconds? Definitely not lost.” Hazel narrowed her eyes. “Who are you?” He placed a hand on his chest dramatically. “You wound me, Luna. The Alpha’s mate doesn’t even know my name.” Hazel’s nose scrunched. “Don’t call me that.” The man chuckled. “I’m Ronan. Callan’s Beta. Second in command. Keeper of secrets, we saw during breakfast” “oh yes no wonder you looked familiar and b

The night was unusually cold, the kind of cold that seeped deep into your bones, making the very air around you feel like a threat. Shadows shifted restlessly, and the distant howls of wolves echoed through the woods. Hazel stood by the door, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, her breath misting in the chilled air. "Get inside," Callan's voice cut through the night like a blade, cold and commanding. He was standing a few feet away, his posture rigid, his golden eyes flickering with annoyance. Hazel glanced at him but didn’t budge. "No." Callan's eyes narrowed. "This isn't a request." She held his gaze, the tension thick between them. Despite their bond, their connection felt distant, like an invisible wall separating them. The awkwardness was undeniable. He had done nothing but push her away since they found out they were mates, and he didn't want to reject her and Hazel had her pride. She wasn't about to let him boss her around. A pack member burst through the trees, his

Hazel returned to the training grounds, but her mind was far from focused. Every time Callan moved, every time his muscles flexed, her thoughts drifted back to the kiss. Her heart pounded just remembering it."You're distracted," Callan noted, dodging her weak punch with ease."I am not!" Hazel shot back, though even she didn't believe it.Callan smirked. "Then hit me."Hazel gritted her teeth, trying to concentrate. She lunged at him, but in one swift move, he grabbed her wrist and spun her around. Before she knew it, her back was pressed against his chest."See?" he whispered against her ear. "Distracted."Hazel’s breath hitched. She needed to get a hold of herself.Ronan, who had been watching from the side, chuckled and shook his head. "You two are something else."Hazel turned to glare at him. "What’s that supposed to mean?""It means," Ronan smirked, "that I have better things to do than be a third wheel. Enjoy training—if that’s what we’re calling it." With that, he walked off,

Hazel’s body twitched in her sleep, her mind trapped in the darkness of a nightmare. The same man appeared—the one from before. His voice was deep and chilling, sending shivers through her."I’m coming for you," he whispered, his golden eyes glowing in the shadows. "You will be mine."Hazel gasped, her heart pounding as she jolted awake. Sweat clung to her skin as she sat up, breathing heavily. The room was dim, the morning sun barely creeping in, but something felt wrong.She turned to her side, expecting to see Callan, but the bed was empty."Callan?" she called softly. No response.Frowning, she got out of bed and grabbed the nearest robe, wrapping it around herself before stepping outside the sleeping area. She expected to find Callan, maybe preparing for the day, but instead, she was met with the sight of several maids moving things around.Her brows furrowed. "What are you doing?"One of the maids stopped, bowing slightly. "The Alpha instructed us to move your things, my lady. Y

Callan’s voice echoed in her ears, distant yet urgent."Hazel! Hazel, wake up!"She felt herself being shaken, her mind struggling to escape the darkness. Then, a sudden gasp left her lips as her eyes flew open. The world spun around her before settling into focus—Callan’s worried face hovering above her. His hands gripped her shoulders, his golden eyes filled with concern.“What happened?” she whispered, trying to steady her breathing."You passed out," Callan said, his brows furrowed. "One second you were fine, and then you just... collapsed."Hazel sat up slowly, her heart still hammering. The words from her vision echoed in her mind— You are mine, not him. I am coming for you.She pressed a hand to her forehead, feeling cold despite the warmth of Callan’s body beside her.Callan studied her face, his worry deepening. "hey are you okay?"Hazel hesitated. She wanted to tell him everything—the note, the vision, the voice that haunted her dreams—but something held her back. Would he u