All Chapters of UNTAMED FATE: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

NOAH'S POVI glanced around the woods like I’d just landed on Mars. The trees looked ancient, the branches whispering secrets I didn’t want to know. Honestly, the whole place felt like it crawled out of one of those weird forest fairy tales—where you either find true love or get eaten alive by talking squirrels. Probably both.Penny was already striding ahead of me like a woman on a mission, backpack bouncing against her back with every determined step. Her energy was so upbeat, it clashed terribly with my currently overworked thighs and slightly sore lower back. Penny had pulled me from Ares side immediately we stepped out of the council hall, like she had been waiting for us to be done. Creepy indeed. My face flamed again as my brain rudely played back what happened earlier in the council room. Gods, Ares and I had really done that. In a sacred hall. On a boardroom table. Where elderly werewolves discussed territorial politics.“Back to earth, Noah. I know that face,” Penny's voice

NOAH'S POVI sat down on the cold, bare forest floor, cradling Ares’ head gently on my lap. His chest rose and fell with painful, uneven breaths. A dagger was lodged straight through his heart—a cruel piece of metal that didn’t belong in the strongest man I knew. The woods around us were unfamiliar, eerie, and silent. My hands trembled as I reached for the weapon. The moment my fingers brushed it, a sizzle of pain shot through me. I snatched my hand back and stared in horror. The dagger was coated in wolfsbane—werewolves biggest fear."No..." I whispered, shaking, the panic rising like a tidal wave. "Ares, no. You can't leave me. Please, just keep your eyes open!" My voice cracked as tears blurred my vision. "Someone help!" I screamed into the empty woods, but only the echo of my desperation replied.Ares' eyes fluttered, barely staying open. "I'm sorry I couldn’t live to protect you like I promised," he murmured, his voice thin and broken. "But you have to be strong for the pack... d

NOAH'S POVI groaned, irritated and disoriented, as my eyes peeled open slowly. The air around me was damp, thick, and carried the metallic scent of rust and blood. My werewolf vision allowed me to see in the dark, but barely. Shadows swirled like phantoms around the large room, but nothing looked familiar.My head throbbed violently, each pulse pounding like a war drum inside my skull. I tried moving, but I couldn’t. My arms were bound tightly behind me, wrists rubbed raw against coarse rope, and my ankles tied to the legs of the chair. Panic bubbled in my chest as realization slammed into me.Where the hell am I? What happened?Bits of memory flickered behind my eyes. I had met Nathan after Penny left. We were eating. Then dizziness kicked in. I excused myself to the restroom. That’s when it happened—gas hissed through the air vent, thick and suffocating. I barely had time to scream before everything went dark.My stomach turned. "Shit," I whispered.I’ve been kidnapped.My heart ha

NOAH'S POVGavin managed to get me to where they parked the car, his voice shaking slightly as he opened the door. "Get in, we need to get you to a nearby hospital," he urged, clearly trying to stay composed.But my eyes remained glued to the building behind us, my heartbeat pounding against my ribcage like a war drum. I could still feel him. My mate. My Ares. Fighting Nathan alone. The memory of the vision I'd had clawed at me like a nightmare refusing to fade."Let's go back inside. I can't leave him!" I cried, my voice cracking, my chest aching not just from the bleeding wound but from fear, from desperation.Gavin’s face twisted in frustration and pain. "You’re only going to make things tougher for him if you refuse to get that wound treated!" He was pleading now, but he already knew. He knew I wouldn’t listen. He’d known me all my life—the reckless one, the one who ran into fires if it meant saving the ones I loved.Something inside me surged, a force deeper than reason, fiercer

NOAH'S POVI lay awake on the bed, my head nestled against Ares' chest, his hand possessively wrapped around my waist. Every breath I took was filled with his snowy-minty scent, and every stroke of his hand through my hair calmed something broken in me. I didn’t want to move. I didn’t want to leave. If I could pause time, I would do it right here, in this moment, wrapped in him.Ares placed a soft kiss on my hair. "You know we're eventually going to have to get up from this bed, right? We've been laying awake for the past three hours," he said gently, but with a smile in his voice.I shook my head slightly. "Shh. I just want to stay in your arms."His fingers traced down my shoulder slowly. "Why? Not like I'm ever going to leave.""Lies," I mumbled. I knew he heard me."C'mon, little Leister. What are you afraid of?"I paused, then inhaled shakily. "Losing you.""But you won't. You know that," Ares replied.I almost believed him. Almost. "Yeah, exactly what I thought... until you... N