All Chapters of Claws Of Fate: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

CANE'S POVThe hall was a scene of chaos, the lights flickering back on to reveal a tableau of panic and confusion. I stood frozen, my eyes scanning the room, my heart pounding in my chest like a drumbeat in a primitive ritual. And then, I saw it - the empty spot where Ava had been sitting, her chair pushed back, her shawl lying discarded on the floor like a forgotten thing.Time seemed to slow, the world narrowing to a single, piercing thought - Ava was gone.I shouted her name, my voice echoing through the hall, but there was no answer, only the frightened voices of my pack members, the clatter of chairs, the sound of people running, trying to get away from the danger.Something inside me snapped, a thread of control unraveling, leaving only raw emotion, raw instinct. My wolf roared within, a primal scream of fury, of protectiveness, of rage. It was a sound that shook me to my core, that sent shivers down my spine, that made my skin prickle with awareness.I felt myself shifting,

LEAH'S POVI stood near the small hut, the firelight casting flickering shadows on the ground, as I watched the cracks in the wooden walls, my eyes fixed on the dimly lit interior. Alpha Fred's men were talking outside, their voices low and hushed, as they waited for orders, as they waited for me.Inside, Ava was tied up, helpless, a prisoner of our making. Seeing her like that, vulnerable and weak, made me feel powerful for the first time in a long while. It was a bitter sense of satisfaction, a taste of revenge, a reminder that the tables had turned.I remembered the pain, the hurt, the anger I'd felt when I was banished, when Cane chose Ava over me. It was a wound that had festered, a scar that had never fully healed. But now, the roles had changed, and it gave me a sense of satisfaction, a sense of justice.I thought back to the days when I was the one Cane loved, when I was the one he desired. It was a memory that still lingered, a ghost that still haunted me. But Ava had tak

CANE'S POVAfter finding out that Ava was pregnant, my heart was a tumultuous sea, waves of emotions crashing against the shores of my soul. I was broken and angry at the same time, a mix of feelings that threatened to consume me, to destroy me.I couldn't stop thinking about her, about Ava, about her smile, about her laughter, about her eyes. I couldn't stop thinking about our unborn child, about the life growing inside her, about the future we had planned, about the dreams we had shared.And now, they were somewhere dangerous, somewhere unknown, somewhere that made my blood boil, that made my heart ache. The thought was a constant refrain, a mantra of worry and fear that echoed through my mind, that haunted my every waking moment.I paced the room, my footsteps echoing off the walls, my senses on high alert, my instincts screaming at me to act, to move, to find her. I couldn't wait any longer, I couldn't sit idly by, I had to find her, I had to bring her home.The decision was a spa

CANE'S POVI raced through the forest, my warriors by my side, as we followed every faint scent and broken twig that might lead us to Ava. My wolf was restless, snarling inside me, pushing me faster, urging me on. I could feel its frustration, its anger, its fear, mirroring my own emotions, amplifying them, driving me to the edge of madness.The thought of Ava being out there, weak, alone, and carrying my child, was a constant refrain, a mantra of worry and fear that echoed through my mind, that haunted my every waking moment. I couldn't shake the image of her, fragile and vulnerable, facing God knows what, while I was here, searching, hunting, tracking.My senses were on high alert, my nose twitching with every breeze, my ears perked up, listening for any sound, any whisper, any hint of Ava's presence. I was a hunter, a predator, a wolf on the prowl, and I would not rest until I found her, until I brought her home.The forest was a blur, the trees whizzing by like sentinels, as we

AVA'S POVI woke up in another dark hut, my body aching, my head spinning, my stomach growling with hunger. I was weak, I was tired, I was lost, as I lay on the cold floor, as I tried to remember, as I tried to piece together the fragments of my memories.The last thing I remembered was Cane, his face, his smile, his rescue attempt. He had come for me, he had tried to save me, he had almost succeeded. But something had gone wrong, something had happened, something had led to my capture, to my imprisonment, to my relocation.As I sat in the darkness, as I listened to the sounds, as I tried to make sense of my surroundings, I overheard Leah talking to one of the guards. Her voice was low, her words were hushed, her tone was menacing, as she spoke, as she plotted, as she schemed."He's getting closer, he's getting stronger, he's getting more determined," Leah said, her voice dripping with venom, her words laced with malice. "We need to move faster, we need to act quicker, we need to fi