All Chapters of Fated to His Masked Alpha : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The moon hung low over Blackpine, silver light spilling across the training grounds and illuminating the shadows in ways that seemed almost sentient. Troy hadn't dreamt of Samantha that night and he was very glad of that fact. The dream always reminded him of the possibility of losing Daisy and everything that he loved. It scared the hell out of him and so, would rather not have such a dream anymore. Daisy sensed it immediately: the fog in the air had thickened. It carried a subtle weight, one that pressed against the edges of her mind and her bond with Troy.Samantha moved with predatory grace, her dark hair glinting in the moonlight, eyes alight with a dangerous mix of admiration and ambition. This time, the enchantments were stronger, more deliberate. She had learned from the earlier attempts that subtlety alone would not suffice. The bond between Troy and Daisy pulsed fiercely, radiant and unyielding, but Samantha intended to test it directly.“Alpha Troy,” Samantha said, her voi

The forest was quiet that night, the shadows of Blackpine stretching long beneath the silver wash of moonlight. Samantha had disappeared at dusk, leaving no trace but the faint shimmer of lingering magic that dissipated into the night air. Her retreat was not silent surrender—it was strategic. She would regroup, assess, and perhaps try again—but for now, her assault on the bond between Troy and Daisy had failed.Daisy sensed the change immediately, the weight that had pressed against her chest easing, her wolf exhaling in relief. She moved through the halls of the Alpha hold with a renewed sense of confidence, the golden pulse of the bond between her and Troy steady, unwavering.Troy was waiting in their chambers, eyes sharp but softer than they had been in days. He looked at her with an intensity that made her heart ache, the kind of look that reminded her why the Alpha had captured her soul from the moment their paths crossed. She had at first tried to live in denial, telling herse

The wind that swept through Blackpine carried an unusual chill that night, rustling the treetops with whispers that only Daisy could hear. Her wolf was tense, alert, sensing a disturbance far stronger than anything they had faced in weeks.Somewhere on the outskirts of the pack lands, Samantha plotted. She had learned of the pregnancy—an event that should have solidified the bond between Troy and Daisy, but Samantha saw it as a tool, an opportunity to manipulate, to test, and perhaps to seize what she could not claim through mere seduction.“She carries life,” Samantha murmured to herself, eyes glowing faintly with magical intent. “And he loves her more fiercely than anyone. But fear, protection, vulnerability… I can twist that. I can make him falter. I can make him question…”She began weaving again, not merely whispers this time, but threads of magic designed to exploit Troy’s protective instincts. She conjured illusions of danger, subtle visions of Daisy harmed, her health compromi

The night over Blackpine was still, but for Samantha, there was no peace. She paced in her chamber, shadows flickering over her pale features as moonlight glinted off her dark eyes. Every failed attempt, every dissipated enchantment, and now the knowledge of the pregnancy gnawed at her with relentless fury.“She carries life,” Samantha muttered, voice sharp with frustration. “And he loves her… deeper than I imagined. Stronger than magic… stronger than manipulation. But if I strike now… if I risk everything… maybe, just maybe, I can bend him.”Her desperation gave way to action. She summoned every shred of her magical talent, weaving a powerful storm of desire and illusion, a desperate enchantment that would simultaneously exploit Troy’s protective instincts and attack the edges of his mind. This was no longer subtle whispers or teasing glances—it was an all-out assault.Her magic coiled in the night air, thick and potent, pulsating toward Blackpine like a living thing. The plsn5s dark

The morning sun rose over Blackpine with a warm, golden glow, illuminating the forest and the pack lands as though celebrating the victory that Troy and Daisy had won. The victory had not been won only through strength - individual strength but through love, trust, togetherness - unity and if course their amazing mate bond and the supernatural force of the life growing in Daisy. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of pine and earth, but also something deeper—something of stability, renewal, and purpose.The pack had rallied in the wake of Samantha’s final confrontation. With her magical interference ended and her retreat confirmed and removed, Troy called a council, gathering the leaders, lieutenants, and elders. Golden energy from the Alpha’s pulse radiated outward, wrapping the pack in an aura of unity and reassurance.“We have endured,” Troy began, voice firm, echoing through the hall. “Our bonds, our loyalty, our love… these have carried us through every attack, every threat, e