Semua Bab His fated him: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Disgust.He chomps on the last bit of the apple he had been eating before he saw me, with a simple flick of his wrist, he disposes of the core. “The alpha’s son? Not a chance.” he snorts,The sound of his voice washes over me and I find myself shivering slightly. I hate to admit I can’t control my reaction. He sneers at me, the ring on his lip glittering under the moonlight.It’s like he trapped me in a trance as he swings the hoodie back on his head, in a single fluid motion, he jumps down from the highest building in the entire pack lands. I rush to the edge of the latch, hand outstretched and ready to catch him, my mouth open in a silent scream. He lands soundlessly at the bottom, without hurting himself I see because he doesn’t slow down as he runs away. My heart is racing in my chest.What just happened?? My mate is a man?? How??My duty as an heir is to protect the pack, find my mate and bear an heir… Why…? How?Groaning, I take the elevators at the back of the building, h

My heart stills.Mind reeling with everything I read in my textbooks.None of them seem to be applicable here. No one talked about being trapped in a net. With someone whose limbs are so tangled with mine that I have no idea where I start and where he ends. I am also a bit ashamed to admit that I liked how his body has no choice but to be pressed against mine. “How is this happening right now? Who did this?”He sighs,“If you kept your mouth shut like I asked, we would not have been in this position.”This again? But I have to admit, he did tell me to keep quiet because they could see us, I never imagined this would be the consequences of not listening to him. “Yes, but if you asked politely, we would not have ended up in this position.”“Like hell I would be nice to the spawn of the devil.”I shift until I am able to see the slope of his face, and it is almost impossible, in fact, he shifts along with me, groaning as he does. “Can you stop moving?!”“No. I need to see your face!”

“So, I’m supposed to pretend I don’t know my best friend? How does that make sense??” Holly asks, her expression incredulous as she looks from Stephen to me. He shrugs, leaving me to deal with his mate’s questions. There had been a minor flaw in my very flawless plan, asides the obvious flaw being that I already found my mate and I am hoping by some form of miracle, he’d turn out to be a she. Or make a she from scratch. Anyway, another angle I hadn’t considered was the fact that Holly goes here, I mean it’s the only high school on the pack land, another reason my father stays winning, what better way to unite the pack than the students from each district/town becoming best friends?? If only Noah understood my father’s genius like I did.“Not pretend you don’t know me, I am trying to pretend not to be my father’s son.”She looks at me like it’s the stupidest thing she has ever heard, her eyes narrowed. I run my hand down my face. “Look, nobody knows me, I just need to find my ma

Wrapping my hand around Millicent's wrist and I pull her along with me as I walk out of the classroom. I have no idea where this hallway would lead us, but she doesn’t have a mate, she has connections with the Miners, one of the powerful clans going by the history textbooks, if my father hoists up the pack from it’s legs, the Miners hoists my father up by his legs. She would have been invited to my birthday party last night.“Take your wretched fingers off me!” she screams, pulling away.My senses are non existent, but I am good with recalling passageways, they were the only things I could rely on to see the outside world as a kid, before my father figured it out. Students were peeking out of their classrooms as we breezed past them, I have no idea what about this was so fascinating to them. But if we found a private place to talk… we would discuss becoming mates, albeit make believe mates. “I said stop this instant!” Millicent screams, voice shaking with rage.That takes me s

We don’t end up going outside at all.A teacher walked in and I was forced to sit. The teacher, a man with red rimmed eyes and an even redder nose sniffs, he places a giant video recorder in front of the class, one you can’t miss. Every student straightens.Noah pulls his head off the table, his spine straightening, eyes hard as he keeps it trained forward. Around us every student looks like this.Was this because they didn’t like the teacher? I look around us, and there’s no one person moving. The teacher sniffs, and hits a remote control, a hologram display of my father’s picture is displayed, I smile at the picture, in his ever so perfect posture, my father stands, his chin in the air, eyes full of determination. A surge of pride fills me, and it’s quickly followed by dread.One day it’ll be my picture there, and there’s no way I would be half the leader my father is. Around me, students drag their right hand to their chest, a symbol of respect for the Royal court. I follow