All Chapters of FATED HEIR : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1Anna's POV The ballroom was bright, luminous light glowing from the bulbs of the large hall, the merry laughter of the guests seeping out in their numbers.Stomping shoes, glamorous gowns and handsome fits filled the room, and occasionally, the chiming sound of cutleries lingered around my ears.I stood in a corner, watching as time unraveled the sham. The guests all shot out smiles and compliments in my direction, but my heartbeat raced as the men gawked at me, their eyes protruding and robotic. It felt like I was being monitored with every movement I made. Chills ran down my spine as my attention caught a man, old and chubby, trying to advance closer with a disgusting, wide smile. I hurriedly walked away before he could get a chance to wave or even think to introduce himself. “Gosh, I need a drink,” I sighed frustratedly, shaking my head in displeasure. I looked around to find a close maid with a tray of drinks.Champagne, whiskey, juice, anything. I just wanted to wet

Chapter 3Rejected and hunted Anna's POV My feet had never felt colder than presently felt. I couldn't even hold my weight as they both glared at me, eyes darting blades straight at me. “Ro… Rogers..how could you?” I fell on my knees, tears trickling out of my eyes. “What's going on? Please tell me it's a prank,” “What's she yapping about?” The brunette lashed out with a smirk. “Does this look like a prank to you? I am getting mated to the love of my life and you are only ruining this for us,” She wrapped her hands around Roger's neck as he held her by the waist down to her bum. To my dismay, they kissed. Passionately. “Rogers, what's going on?” I asked again, letting my tears fall freely. “Was everything a lie? Are you under a spell?” “Oh Anna,” he sighed, turning to face me. “I wish I could have said this sooner,” a mischievous smirk lit up in his face. “You were only a stepping stone. I can never love a weak Luna,” his cold voice echoed in my ears. No, they weren

Chapter 5 Anna's POV Alpha Gabriel had something to him. I didn't know what it was, but I wasn't about to be stupid falling for his charms and grit. He put me through training, intense and exhausting, but I didn't dare complain. As much as I wanted to give up, I couldn't. I pushed forward with the knowledge of Rogers in my head, knowing that he was living his life without guilt after putting me through a near-death experience. I felt stronger with each intensified round of training with Alpha Gabriel, but all through this, my wolf was silent. Not even a reaction or a growl was heard. It felt like all communication with my wolf had been cut off but I could still feel her. Sometimes, a twitch, a tweak, or a coil. Something. Regardless, Alpha Gabriel made my training brutal and scrutinizing. “Don't punch with all your energy. You have to channel it from your guts without actually using it up in one throw,” he said, his voice cold and gripping. Every day felt like a spark. M

Chapter 7. Gabriel's POV. My life literally flashed before my very eyes. For a second, I was stuck at a brutal crossroads of saving Anna and giving up my life or saving myself and taking the chance of finding Anna again. The headlights of the truck burned through my eyes as my paws stomped on the tarred floor. I quickly made a move to the right, avoiding a full-blown hit from the truck. The shrubs caught my weight but the moment I turned, growling to continue the chase, it was gone. Anna was no longer in close reach. The car had disappeared like a pin in a haystack. I howled as loud as I could and ran forward without actually gaining grounds. The other wolves came running behind me, making concerned faces. “Alpha, are you okay? You are quite lucky you escaped getting hit by that truck,” Marcus mumbled. “And where did that get me?” I thundered, forcing them to cower in silence. Anna was gone, I didn't even catch a glimpse of the rogues and I almost put myself in danger, all for

Chapter 9Anna's POV. No, no, it couldn't be, it just can't. What did he mean by ‘ending me’? I asked myself. It had to be a joke, maybe an unconscious bluff, a blank statement or something else. My heart pounded against my chest, my ears echoed with muffled gasps all around me and my eyes circled in its sockets. I glanced at the lady beside me with a sideways look. Were they going to ‘keep me’ just like her? Make me their fun game whenever they felt frisky? Or was he talking about leaving me for dead? I was scared and perplexed. The man stood up, adjusting his sleeves and covering a tatted skull on his right palm with his gloves. “Get her up,” he commanded two of his minions. They sprung into action, grabbing me by the shoulders and my elbows. “Let go of me, you freaks. Unhand me,” I screamed, struggling to slip out of their grasp. They lifted me into the air, waiting to take orders from their boss. “What are we going to do with her, master?” they asked. The leader exhaled