All Chapters of Fated In Darkness: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

CarsonSix dead. Torn to pieces because Graham lost his nerve.He came to me. Dragged me into this cesspit with promises, desperation, and trembling hands. Then, when it mattered, he folded. Coward.I should’ve snapped his spine the moment he hesitated, but I left him breathing. Barely. His punishment would come, but it wouldn't be by my hand. That debt belonged to the Strigoi.Adrian stood nearby, ever the polished, sun-kissed monster. He didn’t need to gloat. The look in his eyes was enough. I finally understood why he turned away men like Graham, family heads begging to break their blood contracts, drowning in generations of cowardice. They all think they’re clever until it’s time to bleed.Never again. I won’t be used like this again.Coming to Adrian should’ve been the last move, but I knew the wolves wouldn’t stomach a Neeson in our territory.Graham’s limp form sprawled across the floor. I hadn’t killed him, yet. That was restraint. Cold and deliberate. His execution would be h

CarsonThe heavy door creaked open, and a man stepped out.At first glance, he looked human.But I wasn’t fooled.His scent was off. Too still. Too controlled.Dhampir.Born of Strigoi fathers and human mothers, they were the diluted blood, pale echoes of monsters. No true bite, no full curse. Almost like Adrian’s kind… but without the same power or prestige. Easier to kill.“Why have you come here, Alpha?” he asked, voice calm and emotionless.His eyes were dead. Cold. Like he’d trained himself to forget how to feel.They’d seen us coming.Security cameras. Monitors. Hidden eyes watching us long before we reached their gate.They knew about the UV floodlights too, which meant they knew exactly what wouldn’t hurt them.Didn’t matter.I was already planning how many of them I’d kill before the hour was up.“I want to speak with Dimitri,” I said, my voice cutting through the tension like a blade.The Dhampir didn’t move. “Take down the floodlights. Then we’ll let him know you’re here.”

Carson“What have we done to incur your wrath, Alpha Carson?” Dimitri asked, voice cool as ever. “That wall was expensive, you know. I’ll be sending an invoice.”I studied him, jaw tight.It was either arrogance or ignorance.Neither sat well with me.“I asked for two days,” I said, voice sharp, deliberate. “I promised I’d handle the Elisabeth Neeson situation. Two days. That’s all I asked.”I stepped forward, letting my presence weigh on the air between us.“And yet, yet, you sent your men onto my campus. You struck at Alpha Selene in the middle of the night. You killed my wolves. And you abducted a girl under my protection.”My voice echoed through the courtyard, bouncing off the blood-soaked stones.Dimitri didn’t even blink.“Absurd,” he said. “I did no such thing. I currently have Dhampirs out searching for Graham and Michael. I don’t have time for whatever underhanded tactics you think I’ve used.”I growled, low, guttural.“Underhanded?” The word felt like poison on my tongue. I

Carson“Let us help you,” Dimitri said, his voice even, calm. “We’re looking for these people too, and believe me, you’ll need all the firepower you can get. I’m sure Adrian would oblige as well.”I shook my head without hesitation.“I don’t work with Strigoi.”Plain. Simple. Final.Dimitri’s expression didn’t change, but the tone in his voice deepened, old and sharp, like iron rusting in the soul.“You will, young man. Whether you like it or not.”His words weren’t a threat. They were prophecy.“There’s no guarantee we’ll find Dragomir right away,” he continued, “but if you go in alone, even with Jonathan Nightclaw’s blood in your veins, you’re not him. You’re strong, yes. But not invincible. Dragomir’s forces will tear through you and your wolves like wet parchment.”The words stung, but they were true.“Don’t throw away more lives than you already have,” he said, quietly. “What happened here tonight… I should demand reparations. Your assault, your losses, the chaos, it’s on you. Bu

AdrianI cursed under my breath when Lancly’s name lit up my phone. I’d known Carson might do something reckless, but I hadn’t expected him to act so soon—or so predictably.The Strigoi had insulted him twice, and now they’d gone so far as to take a member of his clan. For an Alpha, that was an open declaration of war. But still—was it worth this level of impulsive stupidity? He was letting pride dictate his hand, and that was the fastest way to get a man killed in our world.I finished buttoning my shirt, already replaying the likely chain of events in my head. If Carson was moving now, he wasn’t moving alone. The wolves would follow, and the Strigoi wouldn’t sit quietly. It wouldn’t stay a border skirmish—it would spiral, pull in more bodies, more blood. And of course, it would fall to me to contain it.The part I dreaded most wasn’t the confrontation—it was the fact that I’d have to tell Natalie I might not be home tonight. And my mother? She’d planned a dinner with Nicole. A warm