Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fated To The Golden-Eyed Devil: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

PRIMUS ALEXANDER’S POVThe vine turned to ash in my palm.The moment the purple flame touched it, it shrieked.Loud and sharp. Like every dying root on the continent cried at once. I shoved the rest of the torch into the brazier and let it burn.That twisted relic Terran dropped was more than a threat. It was a signature. A message. An insult."I came into your territory. Took what I came for and I walked out untouched."I should’ve burned the cunning bastard when I had the chance.Instead, I was here. In this godsdamned room. With a torch in my hand and a head full of a mate who looked at me like I was still fucking Gaia.Sometimes I just want to squeeze that peanut sized head of hers.She returned the pendant. Returned the daggers. Walked into the cage like a prisoner I’d never offered freedom to.Why?Why the hell was she acting like I didn’t choose her? Like she was some pet I fed scraps?I gritted my teeth. Well, I did treat her like one and I might continue, but still. I never

QUEEN AQUAMARINE’S POV The vines had loosened while I slept, curling like lazy snakes across my arms. My wrists were sore, but no longer held. “Did you sleep well?” Terran's voice rang in my ears. He asked like this was normal. Like I hadn’t been kidnapped and held in a forest.I didn’t answer. Instead, I stood up slowly.Then everything stopped, there was a sudden opening in the space we were locked in. Then it opened up totally.We stood before a massive structure so twisted, so unnatural, I almost didn’t see it as a castle. But it was. A fortress made of thorns and vines.Terran stepped out first, holding out his hand like this was some twisted royal arrival.But I didn’t touch him.Before I knew it, I was dangling over his shoulder. Kicking and punching him, but it did nothing to him. Terran carried me in like I belonged to him. Like he’d won something.Then I heard voices. Louder and louder, a dozen voices, maybe more. The sound swallowed me. My throat tightened when I saw the

QUEEN AQUAMARINE'S POVI clung to him, sobbing. "Alex—”"I know. I’ll kill him."But that warmth didn’t last. Behind us, the room darkened.Something yanked me away. But it wasn't soft vines this time. This was harder and sharper. Like dead wood and hard earth, gnarled branches with thorns and rot clinging to their spines.They tore me from Alexander's arms."No!" I screamed, trying to reach for him.His golden eyes locked onto mine for half a second. But suddenly Earth rose and separated us further. I hit the wall. Hard. The air was punched from my lungs.The branches coiled around me again, dragging me up. Blood dripped from a fresh cut on my thigh. My hands were pinned together, the thorns piercing deep into my skin.But Terran stood up from the debris that had buried him. New leaves cling to his skin like a second skin, covering his privates. Blood leaked from his body, but he grinned anyway. "You came," he said, coughing once. "How sweet. But you're too late."Alexander bared his

LUNA AQUAMARINE'S POVShe looked... almost the same. Same long black hair, a few bruises and scars on her skin. And those eyes, the same ones that always watched me like I was something she could squash like a mosquito.“Surprised?” she asked sweetly. Like she'd just stepped out of the Moonstone Pack's manor and into my nightmare.I sat up sharply, heart thudding. Was I dreaming? How in hell is Fiona in this pack? Or, am I back in my old pack? Did Alexander drop me off here?The sheets fell away and I glanced around. I was in a different room, not Alexander’s chambers. But I could still catch his scent.“What the hell are you doing here?” I rasped.“Oh, so you curse now.” She smiled like a teacher speaking to a child. “You’ve been asleep for days. Someone had to keep an eye on things. The Elders, Levi, even your mate... they’ve been concerned.”Levi.The moment his name registered, the door creaked open. Levi stepped in, arms crossed, eyes flicking from me to Fiona. His jaw was ten

PRIMUS ALEXANDER’S POVShe did it anyway.If I had my way, we would still be upstairs — her pacing, angry, boiling over at me, and me letting her. That would have been easier than this. But here I was, walking behind her, watching the sway of her hair, the sharpness of her steps, wondering if she knew how every single one of them would read her the moment she opened her mouth.I told her not to meet them. I told her she wasn’t ready, that I didn’t want the Elders near her until the right moment. The Order rose as we entered, the scrape of chairs loud in the quiet hall.“Primus.” Marcus greeted with a shallow bow, “Luna.”I nodded and took the seat at the head of the table. She didn’t sit and she didn’t acknowledge him either. And then she paused. I could feel the shift in her.Her brows pulled together, her gaze cut toward the far end of the table. “Why are you here?”My hand tightened on the armrest before I could stop it. I followed her stare and traced the woman at the far bench.