Lahat ng Kabanata ng FATED BY FIRE: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Ayla's povI’ve always known my Destiny.Some people spend their lives searching for meaning, drifting from purpose to purpose. Not me. From the moment I was born, to two Guardians, the strongest warriors the Moonridge Pack had ever known, I understood exactly who I was meant to be. A fighter. A protector. A Guardian.My parents, Elara and Kael Hart, weren’t just warriors. They were fated mates two halves of the same soul. In our world, that kind of bond makes you stronger. More lethal. More complete. Some wolves reject the bond, afraid of the vulnerability that comes with love. My parents embraced it. It made them unstoppable.As Guardians, they were tasked with protecting the pack’s leadership Alpha Dorian Vale, his Luna Series, and their son Kieran, who would one day inherit the title. My parents trained their whole lives to defend the bloodline of power. They carried that weight like armor, and I wore the same expectation from birth.But none of us saw the ambush coming.I was fi

Kieran's povOnly a few months left of school, and I’m out. Graduation’s in sight. I’ll be eighteen in a few weeks, and if everything goes according to plan, I’ll meet my mate. Then, after graduation, Dad will pass the title of Alpha to me.That’s the plan.When I walk into the kitchen at the pack house, Devin’s already there feet up on the table, chewing on toast like he owns the place. My best friend. My future Beta.“Morning, Alpha,” he smirks. “Sleep well?”I roll my eyes. “Yeah. No blue balls here.”He snorts. “Guess that explains Sheila sneaking out at dawn.”I shrug and sip my coffee. “She’s clingy. Not my problem.”“Your mom catches wind of it, though? You will have a problem.”He’s not wrong. My mother would tear me apart if she knew I wasn’t waiting for my fated mate. She’s always believed in the sanctity of the bond. She wants me to find my other half, like she did. Meanwhile, Dad just tells me not to be stupid.“Relax. She’s not going to find out.”Devin lifts his mug. “To

Kieran's povI head out to my car, but my thoughts are stuck on her the mystery brunette with fire in her eyes and a mouth that didn’t tremble once in my presence.She never submitted.Jace had. Without hesitation. Just like every other wolf in this pack. But not her. She didn’t flinch. Didn’t bow her head. And it wasn’t a rebellious act either. She looked me right in the eye like she owed me nothing. And she didn’t even tell me her name.Who the hell is she?I’m so lost in thought I nearly walk straight into Cassian, my Beta and lifelong best friend.“Hey, Kieran,” he says, clapping me on the shoulder. “Did you catch up with her?”“Huh?”He gives me a look. “The brunette from earlier. Did you get her name or find out which pack she belongs to?”I grip the top of the car door and exhale slowly. “She said she’s from our pack.”Cassian pauses, one brow raised. “Seriously?”I nod. “And I don’t recognize her. At all.”“That’s not possible.”“Exactly.”We slide into the car. The engine hum

Mom and I arrive at the memorial for Lily Nelson. It isn’t the only one here, but hers is the largest and most prominent. Every warrior and pack member who has given their life for the pack has a place in this quiet grove, but Mom insisted that Lily’s sacrifice deserved something special. At her request, the stoneworkers carved a full statue of a tall, dignified woman with angel wings sweeping protectively around a pack of wolves. Her face is serene, but her posture radiates the strength of a Guardian.Every week, without fail, Mom and I come here with fresh flowers and plants. It’s our ritual, our promise to Lily. Today, our arms are full of poinsettias, winter jasmine, aconite, and snowdrops. The air is crisp and sharp, each breath clouding faintly in front of us. Snow crunches beneath our boots as we walk the familiar path.As always, Mom steps up to the statue first. She lays her hand on the joined hands of the stone angel and wolf. Her voice is soft but carries a steady weight. “

Kieran’s POVAll day at school, I watched her. I couldn’t help it. My attention drifted to her no matter how hard I tried to focus on my classes or the endless chatter of others around me. I tried to approach her several times, but every time, something got in the way. A group of girls would cling to me in the hall, asking if I was going out tonight, or if I’d sit with them at lunch. When I shook them off and looked for her, she was gone. Always gone.I’d never been so aggravated about having girls hanging off me before. Usually, I let them flirt, tease, and touch. Tonight, though, all I wanted was to know her name, hear her voice, and see if her eyes looked at me the same way mine looked at her. She was my mystery girl, and the fact that I couldn’t get close was pissing me off.By the time I got home, my mood was trash. I took it out on my warriors during training. Jared, Damon, and Jason were all grumbling and limping by the time we were done. I didn’t care. They could complain all