All Chapters of THE FORBIDDEN BOND OF FATE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

“...AHH…!”Anastasia jolted upright violently, the terrified cry tearing from her throat before she could stop it.Her small body trembled against the sheets while shaky breaths escaped her unevenly, broken… almost painful, it felt as though fear itself had wrapped too tightly around her chest.Sweat clung heavily to her skin. But even while awake… the nightmare refused to let go. It still burned vividly behind her eyes… Burning kingdoms collapsing beneath blackened skies.Massive wolves ripping through blood-soaked battlefields, their vicious snarls swallowed by the agonizing screams of dying warriors. Rivers of blood stretched endlessly across the earth, thick enough to reflect the flames devouring the world around them.Bodies… smoke with nothing short of absolute ruin. And then the screams… God, the screams.They echoed endlessly through the darkness, twisted with agony so deep it barely sounded human anymore.But the worst part…The thing that made fear crawl violently through he

This time, the question carried weight. Not spoken casually but rather spoken carefully, as though it might summon attention they couldn’t handle.“She’s really that young?” another voice followed, low and disbelieving, almost unsettled by the sight in front of them.A pause…Then a sharper whisper cut in, edged with confusion.“That can’t be right…”A few students shifted in their seats. Subtle movements but charged. The whole room had grown smaller around her.The teacher’s chair scraped back sharply.“Silence!”The command cut through the classroom instantly. The noise died at once. Then the teacher turned towards Anastasia.His expression softened… careful and measured, almost too controlled after the tension that had just erupted.“Go ahead and introduce yourself,” he said calmly.Anastasia looked towards the class quietly. There was no fear showing on her face, only quiet awareness of every gaze locked onto her.Then she spoke.“My name is Anastasia Kael.”The moment her surname

The room froze immediately. Several students turned instinctively. Others followed a heartbeat later. And just like that, dozens of eyes landed on Anastasia.Even students who had managed to forget her presence during the lesson suddenly remembered exactly who was sitting in the classroom with them.The daughter of Lucien Kael.For a brief moment, the classroom's attention shifted entirely.The teacher noticed… His gaze briefly settled on Anastasia before moving away just as quickly, deliberately refusing to make her the center of the discussion.Instead, he looked back at the girl.“Alpha Lucien?” he repeated.The girl nodded eagerly.“Yes, sir.”A faint smile touched the teacher's face.“An excellent example.”Immediately, the room became more attentive. Even the students who had been struggling to stay focused now sat straighter in their seats.He began pacing slowly between the rows.“Tell me,” he said, looking around the classroom. “What makes a wildfire dangerous?”Several hand

Anastasia was both angry and frustrated.The moment the bullied boy ran out of the classroom, something inside her refused to settle.It wasn't just irritation. It was that awful feeling of knowing something was wrong and being unable to do anything about it.She needed space. Somewhere private. Somewhere far away from the stares. Away from the whispers, away from everyone.So she walked out of the classroom.The moment she stepped into the corridor, she noticed it again.The looks…The whispers…The sideways glances…Students lowered their voices as she passed. Some stared openly while others pretended not to.But she could feel it all the same. Every glance seemed to carry an expectation… Every whisper felt like it was about her.Every pair of eyes seemed to see Lucien Kael's daughter before they saw Anastasia.Her jaw tightened and her frustration deepened.The encounter with the bullied boy replayed itself over and over inside Anastasia's mind. The memory stung far more than she w