All Chapters of My Mate Is Another Woman's Fate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I actually choked on air and went pale at such an obvious suggestion. Then I started reasoning out loud:"Oh, come on, probably not. I would’ve caught the scent of a pregnancy. But just in case, I’ll sniff a little better next time. And besides, she’s always strutting around in high heels, and once I even caught a faint whiff of alcohol from her. So… unlikely.""Well, whatever it is," Elly said, finishing getting dressed and turning to me with a mischievous smile, "I already asked Rob to find out what’s going on. They’re friends, after all. And I have to say — things aren’t looking hopeless at all. Even though he’s human, the mate bond works both ways. Maybe he just hasn’t realized his feelings yet, or doesn’t understand what he’s feeling. He just needs a little push. You should’ve seen his face when he saw you! He couldn’t take his eyes off you the entire time.""Oh please! In these shorts, anyone would look at me like that! Where’d you even get them from, a stripper? I’m not sevente

Konstantin Am I doing the right thing? Lately, that’s the main question spinning in my head over and over again. There’s just not enough time. And to be honest, Nicole has started to seriously get on my nerves. She’s been invading my comfort zone way too much — and that’s something I can’t stand. Her constant talk about the wedding is starting to drive me insane. I get it — it’s in my own interest that everything looks believable and convincing. But she’s become too meticulous about every little thing. “How about this?” “What about that?” I couldn’t care less! I asked her not to talk about the wedding all the time, but it seems that didn’t fully sink in. After all, the whole thing is just a faсade. A couple of times, I even left work early just to avoid running into her and her endless questions, all while she pretends to be caught up in some emotional anticipation that I can’t even begin to understand. Honestly, if it weren’t for that damn will, I probably would never get mar

The news about the upcoming business trip hit me like a snowstorm out of nowhere. The only thing I knew was that it would last three days — not counting the flight — and no one had told me where exactly we were going.I was nervous. This was an important assignment — they trusted me, counted on me. Although… who was I kidding? I was far more worried about spending three days somewhere unknown with Konstantin. And with the full moon approaching, too! Thankfully, it would be after we returned. I just hoped I wouldn’t lose my mind. I packed enough of the suppressant, just in case.In fifteen minutes, a driver was supposed to pick me up and take me to the airport. I double-checked that I had everything. For the flight, I chose a light tracksuit and tied my hair in a high ponytail. As for makeup — only mascara and a touch of lip gloss. In this look, I always seem younger than I am; once or twice, people even refused to sell me alcohol.But my surprise was beyond words when the car stopped

Our fields really are beautiful in autumn. The mix of colors, the scent of forest and hay… The sun warms my skin gently, but without the suffocating heat of summer.The golden wheat contrasts so vividly with the deep blue of the sky — a perfect, familiar combination. I give in to the impulse to walk right into the heart of this beauty, enjoying the soft breeze. My fingers brush through the wheat, it tickles my hand, and I smile.Everything feels so peaceful, so homely, so dear — except for that sudden smell of burning.I can’t tell where it’s coming from. I turn around, searching for the source of the acrid smoke. Nothing. Then, in the distance, I spot a figure standing with its back to me.Grandpa! Oh, how I’ve missed him! There’s so much I want to tell him, so much to ask!I run toward him… or at least I try to. But my legs won’t move!I look down — my feet are buried ankle-deep in the ground! Panic rises in my chest. I lift my gaze and freeze.He’s standing just an arm’s length awa

Konstantin:Near the shattered section of the plane, we stumbled upon the mangled bodies of the crew members.Though—no, not even bodies anymore. Just… pieces. Fragments of what once were people, scattered across the ground.I felt the nausea rise up my throat, my stomach twisting painfully, while Dana completely broke down beside me. Her body trembled, her breath hitched, and soon she was sobbing hysterically.I quickly wrapped my arms around her, shielding her from the sight as best I could. She clung to me, shaking, letting her emotions pour out in ragged gasps and muffled cries. We stayed like that for a while—long enough for the shock to settle, for her breathing to even out, and for me to force my own thoughts back into some sort of order.Finally, when the world stopped spinning just a little, I took a deep breath.“Dana… I know the chances are almost zero that anyone made it, but I need to check the cockpit. Just in case…” I met her eyes, silently pleading for her understandin