All Chapters of Fated To The Rogue King: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Fiona’s POVI thought my mother would yell or hit me, but instead she just looked at me.A smooth smile lined her face as she whispered, “You are the first daughter of Nightshade. Do you really believe your life is yours?”I hated how the words themselves cut into my chest like a knife and ripped out my heart.No sympathy. Just the plain truth dumped on me like trash.And then she walked past me. I waited for her to leave before the tears would drop, but instead she lingered at the door.She was not done yet. I felt it inside my bones.“Tomorrow, we'll have to test your chastity.” She peered a glance from her shoulder. The smile had now drained from her face. “We wouldn’t want to ruin Beta Magnus’s bride.”“As you know, Beta Magnus is taking care of your grandma. Who knows what might happen if perhaps you have been compromised.”I swallowed. Nausea pressed heavily against the back of my throat. The implication alone made my stomach twist. She was threatening me with my grandmother’s l

Fiona’s POVI waited for him to speak.The suspense clawed at my veins.And Beta Magnus, he stood there all high and mighty, relishing the hunger in my eyes like it fueled something dark inside his chest.Bastard.“Well, since you are so desperate, let me tell you.” His cane kissed the floor as he settled it between his legs, letting his palm cover the grip on it.“He came to the Nightshade Pack for the peace treaty but why is he so interested in you?”Silence followed, igniting the anticipation—but also the dread. What if the one person I might have trusted was even worse than those who hurt me?“It is precisely because…”Suddenly Something whistled past my ear before a sharp crack split the air. A bullet moving with purpose—then it slammed into Beta Magnus’s foot.“Urgh!”His body jerked violently. The whole place blurred along with his voice yelling in pain. The cane clattered to the floor as he clutched his thigh, blood already seeping through his trousers.“Someone shot me! Find

Fiona’s POV Christian and Christine. Alpha twins who hated me merely for existing. I was an omega. The one living a miserable life, yet somehow that still seemed to make them mad. “Nana, after all the years we spent together, you should be a little more excited to see us.” It was Christine. She came into view wearing her signature colour—white overalls with her perfectly styled blonde wolf cut. Between her lips was a piercing. Diamond earrings. More piercings on her ears than the last time I remembered. She looked sharper, more expensive, like every piece on her body was chosen to intimidate. She winked, her smile revealing her teeth. Fifi snarled inside me, low and restless, her claws itching against my ribs as if she wanted to tear through my skin just to get away from that face. I blinked, swallowing the tears as the memories started to resurface. Christine’s cruel laughter. Christian’s boots breaking my claws. Bones. Or whatever thing he could reach. The sound of them crack

Fiona’s POV“Your mate?” Isaiah snorted, his expression shifting as he looked toward our joined hands.“Little wolf, don’t tell me I left you for only a few days and you’re already with this dog?”Did he just call Alpha Kale a dog… in the presence of everyone?Kale didn’t give me a chance to step back before he shielded me with his body, standing in front of me like he was doing something heroic.“Fiona is my mate. And who are you calling a dog, you rogue scum? You have truly gone too far.”My heart raced fiercely. Painful goosebumps lined my body like it was being pricked with needles.I snatched my hand away. “Kale, who are you calling your mate? Aren’t you already with my sister?”His eyes went pale, like I had revealed something I shouldn’t have. I arched my lips, placing both hands on my hips.“What? Did I say something wrong? It’s the truth. We are no longer fated mates. So stop deceiving yourself. And it’s about time everyone knows that you and my sister have been fucking on my

Fiona’s POV After that day, Isaiah kept his distance. The last words he said to me still burned in my head like wildfire after I told him to stay away from me— “Unfortunately, I have no intention of staying away, little wolf.” His audacity never seemed to amaze me. But from that day, I never saw him. Not at the dining hall. Not in the hallway. Not even in my room. Yet my skin still prickled like someone was watching me. Always. “What is the matter, Fiona? You have not been eating.” Mom’s voice brought me back to reality. My eyes fell back to the plate—salad. The food tasted as bland as it always had. Or maybe it wasn't the food. Maybe it was the empty chair I kept catching myself looking toward. Was because of his absence or something else, but food—at least what they served me—never sparked hunger. Only nausea. “I’m fine, Mother. Thank you for your care,” I answered absentmindedly. “You seem distracted these days. What’s on your mind?” she asked, her cutlery clicked shar