《The Fated Series》全部章節：第 61 章 - 第 70 章

Sealed in WaxEvandra smoothed the folded order form against her palm as she approached Lefu’s study. Her mind was already racing through the endless list of preparations—the invitations, the ceremonial cloths, the feast menus, the guest quarters. The wedding had grown larger than she had ever imagined.When she knocked, his voice called from within. “Come in.”The study was warm, rich with the scent of old leather and smoke from the hearth. Lefu sat behind his desk, spectacles perched low on his nose as he reviewed a ledger. His posture was impeccable, every inch the Alpha—commanding, patient, unyielding.“I just need your signature,” she said softly, setting the parchment down in front of him. “So the order for the ceremonial silks can go out.”He reached for his pen without looking up at first, but as he signed, Evandra’s eyes wandered.That was when she saw it.An ivory envelope resting near the corner of the desk, sealed with the distinct crest of Pearl Pack—an etched seashell, r

Take FlightThe music began with a slow rise of strings, trembling through the vaulted ceiling of Celestia’s great hall. Lanterns swung overhead, casting golden pools of light that shimmered across polished stone and silk banners. The air smelled of roses, pine, and the faint tang of incense burned for blessing.Evandra took her first step down the aisle.Her heart thudded with the rhythm of the drums beneath the music, every beat echoing through her chest. The gown she wore—silver lace atop layers of pale silk—flowed like moonlight behind her. Her hands trembled as she clasped them over the small bouquet of white roses, their petals dusted with glittering powder to catch the torchlight.At the front of the hall stood Lefu, broad and composed, his black ceremonial coat cut sharp to his form. His gaze never wavered as she approached, those dark eyes tethering her to him, steadying her steps.But though she fixed her attention on him, her gaze flicked sideways, drawn to the first rows o

Regret RiddenJalen had come expecting formality. An obligation. Another Alpha’s wedding to be endured with politeness and wine, nothing more.He hadn’t come expecting her.When Evandra appeared at the far end of the aisle, clad in silver lace that glimmered like moonlight itself, his breath strangled in his throat. For a heartbeat he thought it a trick, a cruel twist of the Goddess. But no—the way her hair caught the light, the tilt of her chin, the unmistakable glow of her wolf beneath her skin—it was her.Evandra.His Eva.The one he had cast aside.The shock hollowed him, leaving only raw ache behind. But ache soured swiftly into fury. She was walking toward Lefu—toward another man—as if Jalen had never existed. As if the years they had shared, the bond they had once called sacred, were nothing more than ash.He gripped the arms of his chair until the wood creaked beneath his fingers, his knuckles white. Chelsea’s hand slid over his, cool and fragile, but he barely felt it. His ey

Claimed in FirelightThe feast had dwindled into a haze of drink and laughter, though Evandra’s ears rang with every toast and every murmur of her name. Her cheeks were flushed with wine and joy alike, and she found herself pressed against Lefu’s side, her hand tucked possessively in his.Lefu had drunk deeply—his goblet filled again and again—but if the wine touched him, it only loosened the iron bands of restraint he carried. He clung to her openly, his large hand always resting on her thigh, his arm draped heavily across her shoulders. Each time she laughed, he kissed her hair. Each time she moved, his gaze followed like a man starved.Their marking earlier had pushed him past the edge. Evandra felt it in the way his wolf prowled beneath his skin, restless and hungry, as though every boundary had been shattered and nothing but instinct remained. He had accepted, at last, what the Moon Goddess had laid before him: she was his.And tonight, he would make it undeniable.By the time th

Next in LineThe courtyard bustled with movement, omegas ferrying boxes and bags into the back of the massive black SUV that Pine Wood Pack had arrived in. The vehicle gleamed under the midday sun, its sides dusted faintly from the dirt roads. The air was filled with the scents of oil, leather, and the sharp tang of pine that clung to Osiris like a second skin.Evandra spotted him instantly.Osiris Long was impossible to miss—taller than most, broad-shouldered, his long red hair pulled back into a braid that fell between shoulder blades inked with curling tattoos. His thick beard, braided with threads of gold, caught the sunlight every time he bent to lift another trunk as though he weighed nothing at all. He laughed with the omegas as he worked, his deep voice booming like thunder.Her lips quirked upward despite the tightness in her chest. That was Osiris—Alpha, warrior, but still perfectly at home helping his pack with the simplest of labors. No pomp, no arrogance. Just strength an