All Chapters of Fated To The Alpha Masters: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

~ ANNA ~"Let's get ready, Anna. Dinner will be served shortly, and we need to make you impeccable for it and also to know the test result," Flora said excitedly, already helping me stand up and take off the dress. Her hands are quick and skilled, moving with the precision of someone who has performed this task countless times. The fabric slides over my skin, and I feel a slight shiver as I am freed from the dress's complexity."I wish I could frame this magnificent work you and the other girls did on me today. The dress is incredible, but you all performed a miracle on me," I comment while Flora gently and efficiently removes the makeup from my face. She uses a scented cream that leaves my skin soft.Flora makes a disapproving sound with her tongue. "You need to learn to value yourself, Anna. You possess impressive beauty. Of course, you also need a little more food and good nights of sleep, but that has already been achieved," she responds seriously, and I feel the weight of her

~ ANNA ~The anxiety for the next test mounts, blending with uncertainty about what it will bring. I miss Ryan, whose lively, cheerful words and reassuring presence always gave me a sense of direction and happiness. His absence is keenly felt, and with each passing day without finding him, my concern grows. How does no one know Ryan? He told me he was a royal guard; he wore the official uniform.Having Ryan in my dreams has become a routine. The dreams are so vivid; I can almost feel his touch on my skin, his warm breath near my neck, his strong hands holding me firmly. I always wake up feeling like something is missing inside me. Ryan occupies my mind too much, both when I'm asleep and when I wake up. The reality of his absence is a constant burden, along with my complete concern for his whereabouts.My mind wanders as I glance at nothing in particular. Each drop of rain that runs down the window is a reflection of my state of mind; I feel all my certainties about Ryan, about

~ ANNA ~"What do you think the next trial could be, girls?" Bea suddenly asks, causing all the girls to gather around her. I did the same as I tried to find any clue of what Zachary said that could belong to me in this winter garden. “Maybe a trial about the other pack, Aconitum," one participant suggested, and a murmur of agreement arose.The pack of Marcus. The memory of my former destined mate came to mind, and my heart felt the pain of rejection. Not only did I have to endure all the suffering after my mother's death, but my destined mate being the same as my twin sister's happened so quickly that I didn't even have time to assimilate and try to talk to him. Raven quickly turned the situation to her advantage, lying about who I really was.Marcus was selfish and spoiled, the cruel words he said to me hurt like sharp, poisonous daggers. “I reject you, servant," his words tore me apart completely.Even the love that was rightfully mine, by the benevolence of the Moon Goddess,

~ RALPH ~"It's today," Fang said solemnly within me.I was in the empty training room, with only my combat instructor. The training room was spacious, with two walls lined with floor-to-ceiling mirrors. The red and black tatami covers about a third of the floor, focused towards the back of the academy, where I had a clear view outside the castle. The rain hasn't let up, leaving little to be done outside.Yet despite the rain, the full moon night arrived as it always does every month; there was no escaping it. The heavy, gray sky seemed to reflect my mood, a mix of anxiety and determination. Every raindrop trickling down the window was a reminder of the internal storm approaching.I struck the punching bag with all the force I could muster, feeling my muscles tense and my focus sharpened. The loud sound of my punches echoed through the empty room, breaking the silence."Yes, Fang. I know it's today," I responded reluctantly, trying to keep my focus on the exercise, though the tensi

~ ANNA ~"You shouldn't... you shouldn't be here," Ryan murmured, his hoarse voice laden with pain. "You weren't supposed to see me like this."The winter garden's darkness was softly lit by the silvery light of the full moon, casting long, mysterious shadows over the exotic plants.Ryan was sweating, his face contorted in anguish, his jaw clenched, the extent of his pain clear. Every contour of his face seemed to highlight the torment he was going through, and the sight tore me apart inside. My heart ached for him. All I wanted was to embrace him and ease as much of his pain as I could. Is this what Zachary meant by ‘something that belongs to me?’Ryan's pain belongs to me?The winter garden, with its lush plants and exotic flowers, felt like a world apart. The full moon lit the garden just enough. Without my wolf Everlyn to help with night vision, the moonlight let me see Ryan's pained expressions, even though half his face was shrouded in the shadows of the night. His agony was