Semua Bab Torn by fate: Bab 31 - Bab 38

Callan's pov Callan jolted awake, his body drenched in sweat. His chest heaved as he stared at the ceiling, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The dream—no, the nightmare—still clung to his mind like a thick fog, refusing to fade.There was a woman.Her face was blurred, always just out of reach. But her presence… it felt familiar.And then there was the name.Hazel.It rang in his head like an echo from a forgotten past. A name that should mean something. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t place it.Callan ran a frustrated hand through his hair. His wolf was restless, pacing inside him. It had been like this for weeks—visions that made no sense, emotions that weren’t his own, and a nagging feeling that something was missing.The door creaked open, and his Beta, Ronan, stepped in, his sharp eyes scanning Callan’s face."You look like you lost a fight in your sleep," Ronan muttered.Callan exhaled. "Feels like it."Ronan folded his arms. "Another nightmare?"Callan nodded.

she couldn't go back to callan now , she was a danger to him, maybe just maybe with Lucien's help she will have her revenge against Damien and lady celeste for what they did to her, to her pack and to callan. She could even try and understand what is going on in her bond with callan, the bond was strong but something was pulling her back, the kiss with lucien just made things clear that it was broken, even the moon goddess said so. She took a shaky breath. What if she had more than one mate bond, the thought of having another mate scared her, the kiss felt like a bond, like a mate bond, She shook her head, trying to clear the thoughts. But it was no use. The questions kept swirling in her mind. What was she going to do now? The answer was clear. She needed to confront Callan. But she was afraid. Afraid of what he would say. Afraid of how he would react. And most of all, afraid of the truth. But she couldn’t keep running. She couldn’t keep hiding. It was time to face the truth, no

Hazel found Lucien seated on the edge of his bed , his legs crossed and a glass cupped in his hand, filled with only the Goddess knew what.“I knew you'd be back soon,” Lucien said with a lazy chuckle, not even turning to look at her.“I don’t have time for your jokes,” Hazel snapped, stepping closer. “I need answers.”Lucien finally looked up, his silver eyes gleaming with something unreadable. “I don’t have the answers you want, Hazel. But I do think it’s time I paid my dear brother a visit.”“You’re going to harm him,” Hazel accused, her voice rising with alarm.“What? No,” he said, raising a brow. “Is that what he told you? That I’m dangerous?” He gave a soft laugh. “I’m not. If I truly were, I would’ve ripped him apart a long time ago.”“But you tampered with his memories,” Hazel shot back. “You weakened our bond!”“Yes,” Lucien said simply. “I did. I tampered with his memories because I needed time with you. I needed you to remember who you are—beyond the mate bond, beyond him.

Callan leaned forward. “You are a moldy sandwich. You rot everything you touch.”Lucien stood. “Alright. That’s it. Say that again.”Callan stood too. “You heard me.”Ronan stepped in between them. “No one is fighting today.”Lucien pointed at Callan. “One more insult and I swear I’ll turn him into a rug.”Hazel sighed and stood. “I’m going to the kitchen.”Both men turned to her at once.“I’ll come with you,” Callan offered quickly.“I’ll carry you there,” Lucien grinned.“No one’s going anywhere with me!” Hazel snapped. “You two stay right here. And if I hear even one growl—”“Can I whine?” Lucien asked, raising his hand.“No.”“Pout?”“No.”“Stare longingly at you?”Callan growled.Hazel pointed at both of them. “Sit. Stay. Like good boys.”Lucien gave a low whistle. “I’m getting mixed signals, and I like it.”“Shut up,” Hazel and Callan said at the same time.She stomped off into the kitchen. The moment she disappeared, Lucien flopped on the couch with a sigh.“She’s cute when she