All Chapters of Fated In Darkness: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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160 The Name That Shouldn’t Exist

Dimitri Lukeman tugged violently at the chains, the silver eating into his flesh, smoke rising in thin wisps from the contact. Panic clung to him like sweat, thick and suffocating. He was unraveling—exactly as he should. He had fought not out of defiance, but desperation. Now the fear poured out of him in waves. The weight of what he’d done, and what he knew, was pressing down fast. I could see it in his eyes. He wasn’t just afraid of dying. He was afraid of what came next. Nothingness. I folded my arms, letting the silence wrap tightly around us. The night air was cold, and in the east, a thin line of grey touched the horizon. “I’m listening,” I said, my voice calm, measured. He nodded quickly, throat bobbing. “The day Brian came to speak to me about canceling his covenant... he walked into a conversation he was never supposed to hear.” My brows drew together. “And who were you speaking to?” Lukeman’s eyes shot to mine. Whatever composure he had left vanished. “Please… Lord

Last Updated : 2025-07-13

161 A Truth Worse Than Death

Dimitri I studied Lukeman in silence. He was unraveling fast—sweat slicked his brow despite the cold, his breaths sharp and panicked. But panic wasn’t enough. I needed truth, not fear. And fear had a way of distorting everything. I stepped in closer, gaze cutting straight through him. “Vincent didn’t kill Brian just because he overheard a conversation about mass-producing Strigoi venom. That alone wouldn’t warrant a death that brutal. And if you’re about to say it was to protect his identity—don’t. Brian wouldn’t have recognized him. The Pierces joined the fold five centuries ago. Vincent’s name hasn’t touched a single lesson in generations.” I let the silence stretch, let the weight of what I was implying drop like a stone in water. “So tell me—what did Vincent think Brian heard? What was so dangerous, so damning, that it couldn’t be allowed to exist in the mind of a tribute rejecter?” Lukeman looked like he might lose control of his bowels then and there. Good. That meant the

Last Updated : 2025-07-13

162 The Lord Of Ashes

Dimitri I waited, watching Lukeman wrestle with whatever scraps of courage he had left. The chains groaned softly as he shifted, silver sizzling against his flesh, smoke rising in ghostly tendrils. Then it came—quiet, defeated. “Everywhere,” he rasped. “He has places everywhere.” His voice cracked like dry bone. “And no,” he added, “the humans aren’t willing. Most don’t even know what’s being done to them.” My jaw tightened. That was a violation of the sacred accords—the bloodbound laws that kept our kind from descending into chaos. We were forbidden to feed or turn without consent—unless the human’s lineage was under protection and offered by the family head. This wasn’t just betrayal. It was blasphemy. No wonder he’d feared Brian overhearing it. I stepped closer, eyes narrowing. “Why is he administering the venom?” Lukeman’s head dropped. He shook it slowly, a man already buried by guilt. “I don’t know,” he whispered. “But one thing I do know—Lady Martina knows he is alive

Last Updated : 2025-07-13

163 Not Kin Just Corpses

Dimitri“What about the Strigoi in this house?” Lancly asked, his voice edged with cold contempt. “Why didn’t they inform us?”I turned my gaze back to Lukeman. The question had been circling in my mind like a vulture. The attack on us was unthinkable. Reckless. Suicidal.Everyone in our bloodline knew what it meant to strike at a lord. It wasn’t just a crime—it was a potential death sentence. The siring lines ran deep. A blow to a lord could collapse entire branches of the clan. It was why Volodymir—our progenitor—was forced into slumber rather than death. Killing him would have taken us all.But the ones in this house had attacked without pause, without fear.That meant one of two things: either they were not informed of who we were… or they didn’t belong to us at all.“This house,” I said, stepping forward. “Where are the original Strigoi who lived here before? The ones we sired?”Lukeman hesitated, but not for long. The answer was already written in the guilt rotting behind his ey

Last Updated : 2025-07-14

164 When Fire Judges The Dead

Dimitri Lancly and I did the only thing left to do. We tore through the manor like death incarnate, methodical and without pause, slaughtering every last Strigoi that remained inside. There were no cries for mercy. No time for second chances. These creatures weren’t kin. They were bastard fledglings—products of stolen venom, born in darkness without purpose, without honor. Knowing where they came from, what they were, this wasn’t just justice. It was cleansing. One by one, we cut them down. Most barely knew how to fight. They lunged like feral animals, high on borrowed power and blind to what true strength looked like. Their bodies burned beneath our blades, their screams echoing through the rot-stained corridors. It wasn’t a fight—it was a purge. And it had to be done. Because the longer they lived, the deeper Vincent's corruption would take root. As we moved room by room, the silence that followed us was deafening. A stillness not of peace, but of absence. An absence of lineag

Last Updated : 2025-07-14

165 The Girl I Used To Be

NatalieI should’ve been happy Alison was here. But I wasn’t. I couldn’t be. Not when my mom was hanging by a thread—body failing, future uncertain. Cancer was one thing. But Strigoi? That was another kind of death.A hollow, bloodthirsty shell of a person, doomed to darkness and isolation. My mom would never want that. I knew it in my bones—she’d rather die for real than become something unrecognizable.So I lay in bed, alone, trying to pretend I could rest. Adrian had begged me to nap, and maybe I gave in just to shut him up. But sleep didn’t come. It wouldn’t. My thoughts kept spinning in circles, crashing into the one thing I didn’t want to face: life without her.Alison was just two doors down, and I couldn’t bring myself to look at her. Not yet. Maybe not ever. I didn’t trust her. Not fully. Her father had destroyed everything—he’d broken my mother, and he’d tried to break me.I hated him with every cell in my body. And if karma was real, it should’ve been him rotting with Strig

Last Updated : 2025-07-15

166 And Then She Woke Up

Natalie Adrian laid me back like I was something sacred, and worshipped every inch of me with his mouth. When he bit me—his fangs sinking in with a dark, exquisite ache—it sent me spiraling into bliss. My moans filled the room, my body trembling beneath him, every nerve alight. He feasted like I was his favorite indulgence—slow, intense, deliberate. Every lick, every kiss, every teasing suck pushed me higher, until I was clutching his hair, gasping his name, aching for more. I didn’t want gentleness. I wanted all of him—raw, consuming, real. And when he finally thrust into me, filling the ache, claiming every part of me, I shattered. I gave in—utterly, completely—letting him take me to the edge and over. Afterward, wrapped in his arms, our breaths mingling in the silence, I sank into a deep, dreamless sleep. I didn’t realize how long I’d been out until I blinked at the sunlight slanting across the room and saw the clock. Noon. Adrian was gone. Not just from the bed—he wasn’t in t

Last Updated : 2025-07-16

167 The Weight of Rejection

CarsonThe day dragged like a blade over skin, slow, painful, unforgettable.My father had dropped a bomb, and there was no putting it back together. Adrian. Adrian was my Alpha.How the hell was I supposed to process that?What were his limits, really? Did he even have any? It felt like the universe had rigged the game, built something too powerful, too perfect, and just set him loose.I was starting to understand Volodymir now. I could see the fear beneath all his posturing. Adrian wasn’t aggressive, sure. He didn’t impose. But what if that ever changed? What if one day he stopped playing nice and decided to take instead? Who would stop him? Who could?There was no one. That was the problem.I sat slouched at my desk, a half-empty bottle of whiskey in my hand. I hadn’t bothered with a glass. What was the point? The burn in my throat vanished too quickly, like even alcohol couldn’t hold on in Adrian’s world.My thoughts were a storm I couldn’t outrun. Natalie didn’t need to say a wor

Last Updated : 2025-07-17

168 Blood Debts and Broken Bonds

Carson “Permit me to speak with them,” Grant said, his voice steady but his eyes giving him away. Desperation. Defiance. The fire of someone who’d already made up his mind to fight. I knew that feeling. I’d felt it every time I thought of Natalie. Love had a way of doing that, dragging even the strongest of us to our knees. Grant was there now. And truthfully… so was I. “Very well,” I said after a long beat. “Tell them we need three days. We’ll return her after we’ve verified their claim.” He started to nod, relief flickering across his face. “And Grant, bring Graham to me. Personally.” He froze. “No one double-crosses this pack and walks away clean,” I continued, voice like steel. “He’s trying to stir up trouble between us and the Strigoi. I won’t let him.” Grant gave a quick nod and turned to go. “Grant.” He paused at the door. Looked back. Waiting. “I know you care about her,” I said, quieter now. “But this is a hard road. If Graham decides to go through with the sacrif

Last Updated : 2025-07-18

169 A Choice Neither of Us Can Make

AdrianNatalie lit up the moment she heard her mother was awake. That kind of joy, raw and wide-eyed, was rare these days, and I didn’t have the heart to darken it.Not yet.What I suspected about her mother’s condition would crush her. So I said nothing.“I’ll be around the house,” I told her as gently as I could. “Go see your mother.”She beamed at me, eyes shining, and yet… behind that joy, there was something broken.Her eyes were haunted.In just a few days, she’d carried more grief and fear than most endure in a lifetime. It showed in every line of her face, every breath she didn’t realize she was holding.I wished I could ease it. Take it from her. But I couldn’t.And worse, I knew more pain was coming.As she walked away, I fell in step beside Nikolas. I couldn’t bring myself to enter that room with her. Not until I understood exactly what we were dealing with.“She’s turning?” I asked, voice low.Nikolas nodded. He didn’t say the word. He didn’t need to.“Her body’s fully ada

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