บททั้งหมดของ Fated to Him, Drawn to You: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

MEGAN’S POVI lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind restless despite the quiet darkness surrounding me. The clock on the bedside table read 2:05 a.m. An unforgiving reminder of how little sleep I was getting. Sebastian was fast asleep beside me, his breathing slow and even, unaware of my swirling thoughts.I sighed softly, turning onto my side and watching him for a moment. How much longer would it take for things to settle? Would Sebastian and Victor ever find some common ground? Or were they destined to be forever at odds, their animosity simmering just beneath the surface?My gaze drifted to the ceiling again, and my thoughts unraveled like a loose thread. I couldn’t shake the memory of that foolish moment during training. How I had instinctively hugged Victor, naked in the heat of the moment. It had been unthinking, natural even…after all, in our werewolf form, nudity was just part of the process. But now, lying here, the memory prickled with embarrassment and a strange sens

MEGAN’S POVI had been looking for Sebastian after the battle, weaving through the injured and the chaos still settling around the pack. That’s when I saw her. A witch, darting into the trees on the edge of the territory. She was fast, but I didn’t think. I just reacted.I took off after her.Branches whipped at my arms as I ran, heart pounding. But the deeper I went, the more it felt… off. Like she was leading me somewhere. Then suddenly, she was gone. No scent, no sound, nothing. It was like she vanished into thin air.Confused, I turned to head back to the pack.That’s when I heard it, a faint rustle behind me. I spun around, eyes scanning the trees, every sense on edge. But there was nothing. Just the wind.I took a cautious step forward, then another. That’s when I felt it…something slammed into the back of my head, hard. Pain exploded through my skull. My knees buckled.And then everything went black.When I woke up, everything hurt.My head throbbed with a deep, pulsing ache, a

MEGAN’S POVI sat in the cell, heart pounding in disbelief.Emorie.She was behind it all. The voice I couldn’t place…her. Someone Victor trusted. All this time, she had played both sides, hidden behind her charm and influence. And now I saw the truth. She wasn’t just involved, she was leading it. Ruthless. Unhinged. A complete psycho.Victor had no idea. That thought burned almost as much as the betrayal itself.But then… I felt it. A faint hum in my chest…my wolf, awake. I sat up straighter, eyes wide.Benji. He did it.I didn’t know how, but the spell was broken. The candle must’ve been snuffed out. Strength trickled back into my limbs, slow but steady. I waited, holding my breath, listening. Silence. No footsteps. No voices. They must have been asleep or gone.Now was my chance.I gritted my teeth and shifted just enough, the bones in my arms cracking as I summoned the strength I had left. With a fierce growl, I pulled the iron bars apart, inch by inch, until the gap was wide enou

MEGAN’S POVThe next few days blurred together in a haze of healing and rest. My body still ached, bruises fading slowly, but I was alive. That alone felt like a miracle.Sebastian hadn’t left my side once.He stayed with me through the night, held my hand when I had nightmares, and never said it outright but I could feel the guilt rolling off him in waves. He blamed himself for me being taken. No matter how many times I told him it wasn’t his fault, he still wore that guilt in his eyes.Jemma visited often, bringing her usual energy and endless pack gossip to distract me. Apparently, Alec finally told one of the she-wolves to back off him and Jemma officially. That sparked a whole new drama I was too tired to keep up with but grateful to hear about. It reminded me life was still going on out there. Normal life.Victor, though… I hadn’t seen much of him.After I told him the truth about Emorie, he’d gone into full-on tracking mode. Word was he was hunting her himself, refusing to rest

MEGAN’S POVMinutes later, I stepped out of the bathroom, dressed and ready.“How do I look?” I asked, turning to face Sebastian.He smiled warmly. “Pretty.”Before I could respond, he stepped into the bathroom to shower.While he was in there, I took the chance to apply light makeup, just enough to brighten my features and twisted my hair into a messy bun. I grabbed a pair of white slippers and a white bag to match my dress, feeling surprisingly calm.By the time I was finished, Sebastian was stepping out of the bathroom, towel around his waist and that familiar confident smile.I watched Sebastian get dressed. He was so effortlessly sexy it almost made me lose my breath.He caught me staring and smirked. “What?” he asked.“N-nothing,” I stammered, cheeks heating up.He laughed softly. “Mhmm.”“Let’s go, pervert,” he teased, holding out his hand.I took it, feeling the warmth of his grip as we made our way out.But he headed in a different direction.“We’re not going to the cafeteria