All Chapters of Fated to Him, Drawn to You: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

MEGAN’S POVThe next few months unfolded like a gentle, sunlit breeze. Wonderful and full of promise. Sebastian kept his promise, coming to see me every weekend without fail. Each visit deepened our bond, weaving us closer together. I found myself smiling more easily, laughing more freely, and slowly, I was beginning to miss Victor less and less.Yet, amid this happiness, a faint tug of longing still lingered in my heart. Sometimes, late at night, I’d catch myself reminiscing about Victor. The way he used to look at me, the memories we shared. It was a quiet ache that refused to completely fade, a reminder of what once was.We still texted now and then, exchanged messages that made me feel connected even when apart. We’d talk on the phone occasionally, whispers of the past that still held a place in my thoughts. But those conversations became less frequent as the days went on…distracted by Sebastian’s presence, by the feelings blossoming inside me.With each passing moment, I realized

MEGAN’S POVYears Later…Work has been overwhelming today, and honestly, I wasn’t even paid much. It was mostly just to gain experience, something the school had set up for us. I was grateful for the opportunity, even if it wasn’t perfect. I had one more year left before I finished and could finally return to the pack, where I belonged.I was sitting at my desk, contemplating what to eat for lunch, when my phone suddenly rang. My heart skipped a beat. I quickly answered, recognizing my dad’s number.“Hey, Dad,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.There was a pause on the other end, then his voice came through, tense and urgent. “You need to return to the pack right away.”“What? Why?” I asked, my stomach tightening with worry.He didn’t answer immediately. “I’ll explain when you get here,” he said softly but firmly.My mind raced. Had we been attacked by rogues? Was Mom okay? The worst-case scenarios flooded my thoughts, but I pushed them aside, trying to stay calm. Whatever it wa

SEBASTIAN’S POV I was barely listening to Alec, my mind was elsewhere, fixated on her. I caught a snippet of conversation that made my heart skip a beat. Jemma was speaking to Megan, and her words drifted just enough for me to catch the faintest mention of my name.“When are you going to have the mating ceremony with Sebastian? When are you going to wear his mark?”Jemma was saying, her tone gentle but encouraging.My breath hitched. I hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, but those words…they resonated deep inside me. A smile tugged at my lips without me realizing it. I’d been wanting to do that for a while now. Wanting to show her how I felt, to make that forever promise. But I’d been waiting, following her lead, respecting her pace.As the conversation drifted further into the room, I caught the sound of Jemma’s voice, her tone curious and gentle. “You’re not still hung up on Victor, are you?” she asked softly, almost hesitantly.I held my breath, my heart pounding silently in my chest, wait

MEGAN’ POVI sank onto my bed, legs crossed, staring out the window at the gray, overcast sky. The house was unusually quiet this morning. Sebastian had left early, heading back to his promising to visit when he can. Usually, there was some chatter or movement, but today, the silence felt heavy, like the air was holding its breath.Jemma was busy bustling around with Alec, trying to piece together which wolves hadn’t returned and estimating their arrival times. I decided to get up and grab some breakfast, hoping to shake off the boredom. As I wandered into the dining area, I overheard Dad talking quietly with Mom at the table. His voice was low but edged with concern. “The council meeting went as expected,” he said, glancing at her. “We came up with a plan to handle the situation. Hopefully it works out.”But even as he spoke, I couldn’t help but feel a gnawing unease deep in my chest. Their plan, whatever it was, didn’t seem to fully calm my racing mind. It was like trying to ignore

MEGAN’ POVMy parents walked in just as I stood there, fully shifted into wolf form.They froze. Eyes wide.I shifted back instinctively, body trembling as fur gave way to skin. Sebastian reacted fast, rushing to cover me with his jacket. I clutched it around me as I tried to calm my breath.“We didn’t hear the door,” I muttered.My mom’s mouth opened and closed like she didn’t trust what she was seeing.“I don’t know how,” I said, voice shaking. “But I’m not affected by the witches’ curse anymore. I can still shift.”They exchanged a long, unreadable look.“Wait,” I said, narrowing my eyes. “Do you two… know why?”Mom took a deep breath and stepped closer. “Sit down, honey.”Dad and Sebastian joined me on the couch. I was still holding the jacket tight against my chest when Mom gently took my hand.“There’s something we never told you,” she began. “Something we hoped wouldn’t matter.”She looked to Dad, and he gave her a small nod.“My great-great-great-grandmother,” she said slowly,