All Chapters of Fated To Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Since childhood, Kael had been taught that the idea of a fated mate was nothing more than a romanticized curse. His parents drilled it into him that such bonds were not gifts, but traps, designed by the Moon Goddess herself to control the most powerful among their kind.“Fated mates are weaknesses, Kael,” his father had once said, voice cold and certain. “Never make the mistake of accepting them, because they make even the strongest alphas fall.”To drive the lesson home, they told him the tragic tale of two powerful Alphas, one was alpha Greg and the other was her great grandfatherAlpha Greg once a revered leader, strong, fearless, and unmatched in battle. But all of that changed the day his mate got taken by rogues. He moved heaven and earth to find her, launched countless raids, and spilled rivers of blood to bring her home. Yet in the end, it wasn’t enough. They killed her right in front of him. And that was when the real horror began.Grief twisted Greg into something unrecogniz

Once Ginny started, she never stopped until she was out of breath or I was unconscious, whichever came first.If I was lucky, she would tire herself out before I passed out, but it rarely happens.She doesn’t care where the cane landed. Back, arms, legs or face. I stopped counting a long time ago. There was no pattern, just rage and I have grown used to it. Strange how when pain became constant, you stop fearing it, because it blended in and feels more like a background noise in a place you can't leave.I don’t even dread the beatings like I used to. I’ve learned to disappear inside myself. Each time the leather struck my skin, I shut my eyes tighter and imagined a place far away, a vast field with warmth and endless beauty.A place filled with sunflowers and tulips stretching toward a wide blue sky which sways softly in the breeze.The kind of place that exists only in storybooks, or dreams. A place where no one yells at me, where I don’t have to flinch just because someone moves too

‎“What is going on here?” I called out, my voice sharp and firm. Every head turned toward me instantly.‎I recognized one of the girls, Anna, she used to mess around with Mike back in the day, and even though that ship had long sailed, she still acted like they were a thing. Her expression faltered as she saw us, but she quickly schooled her face and strutted over, dragging her little posse with her.‎Everyone probably assumed I was headed straight for her, or maybe about to scold someone for causing a scene. But I walked right past her without sparing a glance, and straight to him, my mate. Josh and Mike held back, positioning themselves like silent sentries. One to keep the girls from fleeing, the other to keep them from interfering. They thought this would be quick. Hell, I thought the same.Walk over, reject them and have no regrets.That was the plan, but now that I am in their presence , that plan felt like a distant lie.‎The hooded figure was crouched on the ground, hurriedly

KAEL “What is the plan?” Mike asked after sending the girls to the hospital in town. Now they could spend the rest of their lives in a hospital bed without bothering anyone. Blade wanted to end them entirely, but I argued that it was too extreme, they were human, after all, and had no idea what they had done wrong. "I honestly don't know," I replied running a hand through my hair. "Your mate is a guy," Josh grumbled, stating the obvious like I hadn't already noticed it myself. "I thought you were going to reject him,” He added. He doesn't understand how difficult that would have been for me. “I thought you liked girls?” he said this more like a question than a statement. I let out a slow breath. “I thought I did too but maybe I don’t.” The rest of the drive back to the school passed in silence, the hum of the engine filling the space between us. My thoughts tangled and knotted with every passing mile. This wasn’t part of the plan, but then again, there had never been a plan for t

KAELThe air in the parking lot was thick and a tension so heavy I could taste it. Josh and Mike stood shoulder-to-shoulder by a stone pillar, their postures stiff, a clear wall against my arrival. The silence screamed louder than any argument. I didn't need their bitter, set-jawed expressions to know what they'd been dissecting: me, my decision, and what it meant for them.​I took one look at them, the resentment and fear burning in their eyes and decided to tear the plaster off fast.​"Look," I began, my voice quiet but firm enough to cut the heavy silence. "This is where my road splits. I need you both to hear me: I am not asking either of you to choose a side. And I certainly won't ask you to stand against the Alpha for me. Back down right now. There will be no hard feelings."​Josh finally shifted, his eyes flicking nervously toward the school complex, the motion a tell-tale sign of anxiety. "What now?" he demanded, his voice tight. "Are you going to challenge the Alpha? Can you