All Chapters of Claimed By Fate: The Alpha's Salvation : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

GWENSilver light spilled through tall trees, and I stood barefoot in a forest where everything shimmered like starlight. The moon hung low and bright above me, full and white.Was I dreaming again?I turn to survey my surroundings. And I wasn’t alone.A woman stood at the center of the clearing. Her hair floated like mist, and her eyes glowed brighter than the moon.“You’re closer now,” she said, her voice echoing with something ancient. “But you must not fear what is inside you.”I stepped forward. “What am I? What is inside me?”She smiled gently. “A gift. A guide. A storm. When it comes, don't run away, don't reject your gift. Let it flow through you.”“Wait! Please I need to know… I need to understand.” I call out in desperation I began walking towards her, and as I blinked, she suddenly disappeared. And I was falling.I woke up with my heart pounding like I’d just run a marathon.Again.Another strange dream. Another night of feeling like something, or someone was trying to s

ALPHA CONAN Gwen had fallen asleep, her soft breaths brushing against my chest. Her warmth wrapped around me like a blanket I didn’t realize I had needed until now. I looked down at her, peaceful, trusting...mine.But should she be?My arms tightened around her instinctively, even as my mind rebelled. Her leg was still tangled with mine, her body curved around me. And I could still feel myself inside her. It was everything I’d never imagined I’d experience again.Love.The word floated to the surface of my thoughts like a whisper from the past.I closed my eyes.Was that what this was? Or was I just desperate for something that resembled comfort? Was I betraying Sarah’s memory?Gwen shifted slightly and murmured something in her sleep. My hand brushed over her hair, and my chest ached with a confusion I hadn’t felt in years. I wanted to stay there forever. But I couldn’t.She deserved better than a man stuck between grief and longing.Carefully, I untangled our bodies and slid out fr

GWENConan had his tongue inside me again. He'd been going down on me more often.I couldn't say I minded it when it was good enough to make me momentarily forget my problems. I was restless on the pillows, panting and moaning as I felt the beginnings of another powerful orgasm, the firelight giving Conan's naked, sweat-sheened skin a blushing glow. He toyed with my clit while his greedy tongue ravenously moved inside me, touching the entrance of my womb, applying pressure up against my sweet spot to send me flying helplessly over the edge.The cozy room was filled with my gasping cries as pure pleasure surged through my body, his head squeezed between my trembling thighs. He growled against my flesh, hungrily taking everything I had to give. My pleasure always deeply affected him. It made his eyes wild with lust, his body shake with restraint, breaths heaving as the heat of arousal flooded down to his rigid cock.I was just coming down from my blissful peak when he pulled his mout

GWENDid I hear him well? Mate? MATE!? Is he kidding me?That one word, Mate. Hung in the air like a curse, sharp and heavy. My heart thudded painfully against my ribs as I stood facing Archer. His smirk hadn’t changed. Still the same cocky, arrogant lift of his lips that used to make my stomach turn. But this time, it wasn’t nerves. It was disgust, and anger.I swallowed hard and forced myself to look him in the eye.“Archer,” I said, voice calm, even though my wolf stirred uneasily beneath my skin.He leaned a bit closer, clearly trying to intimidate me. “Didn’t think I’d ever see you again. But here you are. Dressed like a princess, standing beside a man who isn’t your mate.”My jaw clenched. “That’s none of your business.”He gave a low chuckle. “Isn’t it? You’re mine, Gwen. You always were.”“No,” I snapped. “I was never yours. You made that perfectly clear the day you rejected me in front of the entire Riverclaw Pack. You said you didn't want me.”His face twitched slightly,

GWENThe air was thick with tension under the moonlight. I stood quietly with Angela as the last few wolves finished shifting in the clearing. Their powerful bodies burst into fur and muscle, and within moments, the forest was alive with the pulse of pawbeats. Councilman Darion, already in his wolf form, lifted his head and howled, a long, deep sound that echoed through the hills.That was the signal.Without hesitation, the mass of wolves dashed into the forest, like shadows melting into the trees. Only a few remained behind. Those who could not shift, those without mates, or those simply watching the tradition unfold. I found myself taking a deep breath, a strange weight pressing on my chest. The night was more than just a ritual. Angela turned toward me with a small smile. “They’re beautiful when they run like that.”I nodded, my eyes still on the trees where the last tail disappeared. “Yeah… they are.”“You okay?” Angela asked, nudging me lightly with her elbow. “You looked a li