All Chapters of FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Gianna.The Hall of Crescent Flames.That’s what the elders called it.A ceremonial gathering held before an heir officially stepped fully into Alphahood. Part celebration. Part presentation. Part warning.Because according to pack tradition, the night wasn’t only about honoring the future Alpha.It was about seeing the future beside him too.I hated that already.“You’re staring at the dress like it personally insulted your ancestors,” mum said from behind me.I looked up through the mirror slowly.“I think it did.”A faint laugh slipped from her lips as she walked closer, fingers smoothing invisible wrinkles from my shoulder like she needed something to do with her hands.The dress itself wasn’t bad.Actually… it was beautiful.Dark silver fabric clung softly around my waist before flowing down to the floor in slow waves. The sleeves rested slightly off my shoulders, exposing my collarbones and the curve of my neck in a way that suddenly made me too aware of my own skin.Too aware o

Gianna.My fingers stayed curled lightly against the back of his neck.Still hesitant. Still nervous.But no longer uncertain.Because this wasn’t fate forcing my hand.This was me choosing him back.The room had gone quiet again.Not awkwardly quiet.Heavy quiet.The kind that made every breath feel louder.Ivan didn’t rush me. That somehow made it worse.Because if he pushed, maybe this would feel easier. Less terrifying. Less real.But he just stood there patiently, his hands resting carefully against my waist like he was giving me room to decide even now.Even after asking.My eyes flicked toward his neck briefly.Marking.God.My heartbeat sped up again.I knew what it meant for wolves. Everyone did.It wasn’t casual. It wasn’t temporary. It wasn’t something you took back after emotions settled.It meant mine.Not ownership in the cruel sense.Recognition.Trust so deep it became instinct.And suddenly I became painfully aware of the fact that Ivan was standing here willingly ask

Gianna.School felt unbearably loud today.Not loud in an actual way.Nobody was screaming. Nobody was causing chaos in the hallway. Conversations blurred together normally around me, lockers slammed shut, people laughed too hard at things that probably weren’t even funny.Normal.Everything was painfully normal.And somehow that made me feel worse.I know what you're thinking. Why does that make me feel worse?Because it seemed like the world kept moving anyway.People still worried about assignments. About failed quizzes. About who was dating who. Someone somewhere was probably crying over a situationship while I was actively trying not to spiral over the possibility of dying or turning rogue.And the craziest part?I still had to sit here and pretend my life wasn’t quietly falling apart.I still had to blend into normal when nothing about my life felt normal anymore.My head leaned back lightly against the chair as the lecturer continued talking from the front of the room, his voic

Gianna.“Bye Cas,” I said, shutting the car door.Cassie smiled at me through the driver’s window before pulling away from the curb, her headlights disappearing slowly down the street.I stood there for a second longer than necessary, staring after her car.My chest still felt strangely warm from everything that happened earlier.Rue forgiving me. Cassie crying over me. People staying.God.I didn’t think I realized how badly I needed that until now.The evening air brushed lightly against my skin as I finally turned toward the house, exhaustion settling deeper into my bones with every step.The second I stepped inside, I headed straight for the kitchen.I was craving something sugary so badly it almost felt aggressive.Thank God there was still leftover cake in the fridge.I grabbed it immediately along with a fork before heading upstairs to my room.The moment I got inside, I kicked my shoes off carelessly before collapsing dramatically onto the bed with the plate balanced against m

Ivan.I adjusted my jacket around her shoulders carefully as we walked toward the car. The fabric practically swallowed her whole, but she still pulled it tighter around herself anyway.She was quiet.Not the comfortable kind either.The exhausted kind.The kind where someone looked fine on the outside but you could practically hear the weight of their thoughts pressing down on them.I hated it.I hated that today happened at all.The image kept replaying in my head no matter how hard I tried to push it away.Her claws.Her eyes.The fear on her face after she realized what she’d almost done.God.That part wrecked me the most.Not the snarling. Not aggression. Not even the way she threatened me.It was the fact that she looked terrified of herself afterward.Like she genuinely believed she was becoming some kind of monster.My jaw tightened as I opened the passenger door for her.She slid inside quietly, her fingers brushing lightly against mine for half a second before pulling away