บททั้งหมดของ FATED TO THE ALPHA WHO HATED ME : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Okay.” The word left my mouth—empty, sharp. But I didn’t mean it. I would never reject the bond. Not now. Not ever. As the silence stretched, something hit my senses—a faint scent. Warm. Familiar. Ayla. My eyes narrowed. Am I imagining things? The scent grew stronger, unmistakable. I mind-linked the nearest guard. Check outside the door. Now. He returned moments later, bowing slightly as he whispered in my ear. “I saw the retreating figure of Lady Ayla and a maid.” Every nerve in my body went on high alert. She was here? She heard me? A storm churned in my chest. Was she coming to see me? Did she think I meant it? That I would actually reject her? Questions flooded my mind—none with answers. I stood up so abruptly the chairs scraped back. All eyes turned to me. “We’ll continue this discussion later,” I said, my voice cold, masking the panic clawing at my gut. I didn’t wait for their reply. I turned and strode out, my Beta and guards quickly falling int

Cade. An impromptu meeting had been called—again. Not because of politics or war, but because of Ayla. My mate. I had told them I would sever the bond between us. That had been nothing but empty words. I could never bring myself to do it. “The East Wing is grumbling,” Elder Galen announced, his tone sharp, gaze shifting among the others. “Perhaps if you had a Luna by your side, none of this unrest would be happening.” I didn’t respond immediately. Instead, I let the silence stretch, watching their discomfort grow. “Arrange a meeting,” I said at last, my voice low but resolute. “I want to see all representatives of the four wings.” The shock on their faces was palpable. None of them expected that. “In the next five hours,” I added. Gasps rippled through the chamber. The elders scrambled to their feet, already making urgent calls as they filed out of the room. “But Alpha,” Elder Galen protested, spinning back toward me, “the North Wing to Bloodhowl takes at least a ful

AylaThe silence in my mind had become a second skin.Days blurred. My body moved, but I felt… hollow. Not dead, not alive. Just here.No presence stirred in the place where my wolf once resided. No growl. No nudge. No comfort. It was like losing my breath and learning to live without air.I barely spoke to Beatrix. Even when she tried to keep things light, to pretend nothing had changed, I knew she could see it too—something inside me was broken.It was on one of those sleepless nights, curled in the chair by the fire, that I remembered it.The locket.Mae's locket. The one she’d left me before she died. I had tucked it into the bottom of my satchel days ago. It had always made me uneasy, like it was humming with something… old.With trembling fingers, I retrieved it from the bag and sat staring at it.Gold. Worn but intact. The surface was carved with unfamiliar symbols that shimmered faintly in the firelight. I should have opened it the day I got it. But something had always stoppe

Human World The whiskey burned on the way down, but not as much as the memory.Ayla’s eyes haunted him, the way she looked at him that day. No guilt. No goodbye. Just silence. As if he had made some mistake she was finally correcting.Daniel set the bottle down with a quiet clink. Around the dimly lit bar, shadows shifted, men cloaked in darkness, murmuring low, silver glinting from concealed blades. This was not a place for decent men. But Daniel had long stopped being one.“She’s not yours.”The voice was smooth, female, too calm to be casual.He didn’t turn. He’d noticed her watching him since the night he went to meet them. She always sat alone, just within reach of the shadows. Dark hair like ink. Eyes far too ancient for someone so young.“She was mine before fate decided otherwise,” he muttered.“She chose you,” the woman said, seating herself beside him without invitation. “And now she’s crawling back to the wolves who broke her.”Her scent was off—neither human nor wolf. I

AylaAfter the hug I shared with Cade this afternoon, I was led into a suite. The same one I’d stayed in the last time I visited the palace.Only now, it looked more furnished. Like someone had known I was coming.Since that hug, I hadn’t seen Cade anywhere. And somehow... I missed him.I blamed the mate bond. Normal me wouldn't be missing Cade.Nyra had been keeping me company since then, talking non-stop about everything. And I mean everything that had happened in the palace. She was clearly a talker—there was no denying that.“I slapped the maid immediately she talked back to me,” she said proudly.I let out a soft laugh. I didn't actually find it funny, but I laughed anyway so she wouldn’t feel awkward.“Tell me about Maerina,” I asked suddenly. I wasn’t sure why, but I wanted to know. Maybe I needed to.“That nasty Lady Maerina?” Nyra’s nose wrinkled. “I hate her. Almost all the maids do.”I sat up straighter. That kind of reaction made me curious.“What do you mean?”“She made m