All Chapters of The Curse of Fated Mates : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Elara’s POVI froze when I saw Alpha Moretti and his beta on the balcony. The look on his face made my stomach twist.“Come with me,” he said, already turning away.Nigel stood behind me and gestured for me to walk. I couldn’t refuse. We moved through a hallway I knew, then a door I’d never noticed. The staircase beyond seemed to steep downwards.As I stepped in, I was immediately greeted by the stench of blood…. and fear.I shivered. Blood pooled at my feet, welcoming us at the entrance.My heart dropped to my stomach the moment I looked up.A man was tied up, looking battered and bruised.I slowly turned to Alpha Moretti. “Wh…what is this?” He looked unfazed, bored in fact."You tell me, what is this?” the pitch of my voice increased.“You have that man tied up and beaten. He's bleeding out! What’s going on?” I screamed, repulsed.“Look again Elara,” he said and I did.The man's eyes were blindfolded and he looked like he had passed out. There was blood dribbling out of the corner o

I froze. “Makayla? Is that you?” I said, with hopes of getting a response but none came. I tried again but still, nothing. Disappointment floods my chest. Stupid of me to think she was back by some miracle. I peeked behind me and saw a shadow from behind the wall. “Hello?” I called out but there was no response. Frowning, I moved towards it but on getting closer, there was no one there. I convinced myself that it was in my head and returned on my initial quest.On getting to the garden, I paused in my tracks. There was a man crouched in front of one section of my garden, removing weeds and pruning leaves. That wasn't what surprised me, it was the garden itself.My heart sank at the sight of the garden. Weeks of neglect had left it choked with weeds, vines dragging down the buds. It was the perfect illustration for my soul. Neglected. Overgrown.It felt like the last thing I had control of, had been snatched from my hands. I stood there dumbfounded, staring at the place with a heavy h

“Yes,” I breathed, because lying felt uselessHe took a step closer to me and whispered. “Ombra Nera is no child's play. For your own good, keep your nose out of business that doesn't concern you,” he said.It almost sounded like he cared about my safety but no, I was sure it was a warning.“I wouldn't indulge myself with mafia business, and I don't know why you would either,” I retorted, keeping my voice at the same level as his.His dark eyes stared into mine and I could feel my confidence being stripped away like a layer of onion.He said nothing more but turned away and walked towards the mansion with two guards flanking him on both sides.I took deep breaths to steady my breathing. “I'm so sorry, I didn't know he was going to be here,” Sofia said, approaching me from behind.Sighing, I turned to face her. “It's fine, not your fault. Let's just try to enjoy the party.”A wide smile found its way back to her beautiful face. “That's what I like to hear. Come on, let me introduce you

“She passed out. My men took her to the pack clinic and.. ” I stopped hearing him after these wordsI felt the room tilt. I couldn't breathe.One minute, Alpha Moretti was talking, the next minute, I was running so fast that I could barely feel my feet touch the floor.The pack doctor, Dr Brown, stopped me just as I went through the doors to the immaculately white building. He took one look at my disheveled state and led me into a room.“Where is she?” I asked, looking around and was disappointed to be in an office, not a treatment room. I paused, swallowing mouthfuls of air to catch my breath.“Luna Elara, please I need you to calm down. Your grandmother….she-”I shook my head. “I don't care, just take me to her. You can tell me all that after I've seen her.”I made my way to the door but it was locked. I turned to look at the doctor and an irritated sound erupted from my throat.Looking at the doctor, I wanted to rip him in half. Why wouldn't he just tell me where Grannie Alba was?

I couldn't tell Grannie Alba that Alpha Moretti was a cruel, dangerous man who probably led the mafia group that attacked Open Creek.The thought of the consequences of my action held my tongue.Granie Alba stayed in my room after she was discharged. I wasn't going to let her out of my sight again.While she recovered, I stayed in my room, making it easy to avoid Alpha Moretti, until one evening, when we crossed paths.“How is she?” He asked curtly.“A lot better, thank you. We expect a full recovery soon.”He nodded. “That's good.”I stood awkwardly, shifting in my position. I believed he had a soldier stay with Grannie Alba because of his ulterior motives. For that reason, I didn't think I needed to thank him.“I’ll just go. Thank you,” I said, making an effort to sidestep him.I had asked Trevor to watch while I took a quick walk to the garden. Much to my surprise, it looked well pruned and taken care of. The plants had grown bigger, and I could see streaks of colour around the litt