All Chapters of His fated him: Chapter 21 - Chapter 28

“Why would he do that??” Declan asked.I swallow.The hum of desire building under my skin keeps growing, and I am grateful for Declan’s presence or I would have done things I wouldn’t be able to take back. “Let’s get going, it’ll be dark soon.” Noah says, turning around easily. Completely unaffected by the things he’s saying and the ones he’s not.Declan looks back at me and I shake my head, lying to him that I have no idea what Noah was talking about. He smiles at me, although it’s troubled, I want to tell him not to worry about Noah and I, we are okay with whatever dance this was, our cross to bear after the moon goddess made her mistake. Walking through the school with a Royal by our side would have gotten us side eyes, but it’s Declan, so nobody bats an eye. He really is everyone’s friend.He greets everyone as we pass by them. Noah grumbles under his breath, but I know he likes that someone was making the Commoners feel welcome. Just before we step out of the gates, away

“Why?”“Because I don’t want to be foolish anymore.”Noah covers the distance between us, the air is charged again. His scent messing with my thoughts. “Let’s eat first. And then we’ll head to the library together.”I am skeptical of books.“Uhm, books? the same things that lied to me for years? Are we supposed to be trusting of it?”He cracks a smile. “You’re already suspicious of everything, good start. Now, food.”He places his hand on my shoulder, pushing me down on the makeshift bench on the roof. Several cigarette butts lay scattered around, he notices me looking at them and laughs. “They aren’t mine… at least not all of them.”I raise a brow at him,“Fine, a lot of them are mine.”I chuckle, it dries on my tongue when I realize the I can hear better, see better, his hand on my shoulder is doing all of this. The hum of desire was back, pressing against my skin, waiting, begging to be noticed.He must have felt it too, his hand drops and he leaves a reasonable gap between o

We hit the books after.He must have realized it after all, that nothing was going to work between us, and he’s given it up, which was fine by me. It wasn’t fine.It felt like someone had yanked my heart out of my chest right through my mouth, everything hurt and we haven't even severed our connection yet. I don’t read the book about mates anymore, it’ll only hurt to know every other person was tied to someone they could walk around with, but nit us. Instead I focus on my father’s history.He had become alpha after his father at age fourteen. The same age my books told me. His own father had died from heart break, his mate died during childbirth, and he had to step in. Fourteen is too young to be an alpha but he handled it.He was good to the people, the pack actually flourished. It was all good. The pack was as my textbooks described it. He was a good leader.Until he wasn’t. The book must have been recorded by a really honest record keeper, because every war, every single pers

“Now’s not the time to joke around.” he scolds lightly, eyes roaming my body like he wouldn’t feel it himself if I was in any sort of pain.He sniffs, and suddenly he doesn’t look so macho anymore, he looks like an eighteen year old who just went through the most traumatizing of experiences. I feel like shit for putting him through this.“I’m fine now. I’m sorry I made you cry.” I whisper, still lacking the strength to do more than open my eyes. My hand trembles slightly reaching up to wipe the tears that streaked his face. Even if he was on top of me and my body was literally coming to life from the heavy skin contact, there was something very intimate about my fingers wiping at his face.“You scared the shit out of me.” he whispers.He felt everything I felt, including the desire to kill my father, he must have known I was no match for him. “I won’t do that anymore.” I whisper back to him.“You won’t even have the chance to. I won’t let you.” he shakes his head.I chuckle, but