Lahat ng Kabanata ng FATED TO HIS DARKNESS : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

KAEL’S POV The wind carried the scent of blood through the northern forest. Three days had passed without her, and my body ached to return, to feel her warmth again. My wolf snarled restlessly, clawing at the edge of my control. My injury had healed, but the emptiness without her had not. The pack’s border was tense. Rogue attacks had become frequent, and children were disappearing overnight without a trace. I doubled the patrols, stationed extra sentries, and scouted the forest myself with my beta. The scent of blood and fear lingered in the air, and I could not rest until every corner of my kingdom was safe for her. My wolf urged me forward, claws itching in my boots, the scent of rogues was sharp in the air. I ran without my beta at my side. When we reached the outer perimeter. There were broken branches, footprints and a faint stench of iron. I moved faster, deeper into the forest then I saw them: two rogues surrounding two children. One of them lunged at the children. My fi

AMARA’S POVDarkness pressed against my eyes, and the air felt cold and thick. I shivered as I tried to sit up, but my arms and legs refused to obey. The room smelled of smoke and something acrid- burning herbs mixed with iron and blood. My lungs burned as I tried to take a deep breath, and panic shot through me.A memory clawed at the edge of my mind: the palace, my room, Kael… and the shadow. A figure cloaked in darkness. Before I could scream, a pulse of freezing power struck my chest, numbing my body, as if I had been trapped in ice. I tried to resist, but my body wouldn't obey. Only my mind remained awake, painfully awake.The mark on my arm burned with glowing light but it was smothered. The shadow whispered an incantation under its breath, and I felt myself suspended in the air, helplessly. The last thing I saw before darkness swallowed me completely was my window and the faint moonlight on the glass. I woke up to a cold stone beneath me and a faint hiss of fire somewhere dist

AMARA’S POVThe cold eased as the world around me twisted. The forest I had been trapped in melted away, replaced by a hollow Gray void.I staggered, still bound by invisible cords, but the figures that had taken me were gone. Only the echoes of chanting lingered, vibrating through my bones.In fright, I screamed. And my voice echoes back. I clenched down on my feet, letting the tiredness wash over me. Then I felt a shadow move in front of me. My head jerked up, and I stumbled backwards, but the ground beneath me seemed unreal.A figure moved from the fog, translucent at first, then solid, burning with light I had never seen. A beautiful young woman stood in front of me“Who… who are you?” I whispered; my voice was fragile but still echoed in the void between the trees.I am Syllara,” she said, stepping closer, her form shimmered with dark energy that made the ground shiver. “You are awake, Amara Vale, “she said, and her voice sounded like a thousand voices at once. “I am the one wh

I could barely hear her heartbeat now. That was the only thing that kept me standing. Her wounds weren’t closing. The blood kept soaking through my hands. My wolf surged forward, pushing power into my limbs as I shifted mid-stride and ran. The forest blurred past me, branches snapping under my speed, the scent of blood trailing behind us but I didn’t look back. The warriors shouted when they saw me approaching the palace gates. I could feel their fear and worry through the pack bond. “Healers,” someone yelled. Someone called my name Liam, I think- but the world narrowed to the fragile weight in my hands I didn’t slow down. I kicked the door open with my shoulders and stormed through the halls, ignoring the sting in my chest. Guards dropped to their knees as I passed, servants froze in place, scared of offending me. The infirmary door flew open. “Clear the way, " I growled. I rushed inside and laid her on the bed, my hands shaking despite my strength. Blood pool

KAEL’S POVThe trap worked faster than I expected.By dawn, we spread information around the palace within a tight circle of people closest to me. Amara was dying, and if she did, her body would be incinerated so her magic could not be transferred. Two days passed, and everything seemed quiet.No one acted.Still, I kept watch.By nightfall, I stood at the tower of my castle, trying to clear my head, when I noticed movement near the entrance of the servant quarters.I masked my scent and used my wolf vision to see more clearly.Two figures emerged from the servant passage, heads bowed, cloaks drawn tight. Even at a distance, I knew who they were.Amara’s maids.The ones assigned to her chambers before she was kidnapped.I followed them silently. I needed to know how they were able to get past the walls.And they did.They used a secret passage, one only the royal family was meant to know of. It had been sealed for centuries. No one still alive within these walls should have known it e