All Chapters of Fated to Be His: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Alexie’s POV I stepped inside the grand hall of the Lunskye Pack after the MC announced my presence, taking in the atmosphere and the cheers around. Then my eyes fell on the man waiting on the stage. Alpha Rafe Ryder. Today, he would crown me as his Luna, the ceremony I'd looked forward to my entire life. Every day of my existence has resonated around this moment. I gripped the paper in my hand. The test result I had just gotten from the doctor. But instead of being over the moon that I was finally carrying Rafe’s child, the anger that was swirling in my bloodstream was enough to flush out the baby. Nevertheless, I pulled myself together and stepped forward. And as I neared the stage, the MC went on speaking. “Miss Alexie Brown as we all know is our beloved future Alpha’s betrothed. Her resilience since young beside the Alpha despite her status as an Omega, and how she’d trained to be the best female warrior in the Pack has shown us that she will be one of the best Lunas we woul

Rafe’s POV Ever since Alexie set foot out of the grand hall, no one has heard from her. I had thought she would return to the mansion to at least pack her belongings, but she didn't. My action earlier on wasn't intentional and a part of me feels bad for treating Alexie that way. Maybe I shouldn't have spoken those cruel words to her. I could have just pulled her to one side and explained to her what's really happening and what my relationship with Skipper is. I even sent the bodyguards to turn the pack upside down yet none of them could find her. Worst, Skipper has been in the hospital for hours now, battling for her life, and even in critical condition, she wants to see Alexie—to apologize to her. “What about the penthouse?” I asked one of the bodyguards who went out in search of Alexie. “There is no way she wouldn't be there. Bring her over here as fast as possible!” After ending the call, I returned to the VIP ward Skipper was admitted to, my heart palpitating in anticipati

Rafe’s POV Skipper sat across the dressing table, slowly applying makeup while I buckled my shoelaces. She has been constantly sick these days so we were going to see a professional doctor who had just transferred to the Lunskye pack to examine her. Seven years have passed, and nothing about her health has improved. I can even say things only got worse because she keeps having miscarriages and I am afraid that as Luna, Skipper won't be able to produce an heir. Her first pregnancy was even aborted by the doctor because he said keeping it would cost Skipper her life. She turned around slowly, her face plastered in makeup. A few months ago, that makeup would have made her look prettier but this time, she looked like a mannequin. “How do I look?” She asked, trying to pose so that I could picture her well. But that was just a waste of time because no matter how hard she tried, she never looked as beautiful as she had always been. “I know I'm not pretty.” Her mood dropped and she t

Alexie’s POV Bestie? What an insane lunatic. If I were Skipper, I wouldn’t have allowed myself to cross paths with the person I wronged. And she wasn’t even ashamed to seek my help again. Her audacity pissed me off so much that, for a moment, I was tempted to remind her exactly why she had lost the right to call me her best friend. How dare she! No. How dare they! Also, she must be out of her mind to think that I wasn’t over Rafe by saying she would release him for me if I helped her. Maybe if Mr. Grover hadn’t hinted to me that Rafe was desperately trying to get into business with me, I wouldn’t have figured out what they were doing there. “Alexie?” I couldn’t ignore the voice I just heard because the familiarity of that tone was so strong. I paused on the stairs, turned to my left and I wasn’t mistaken, the voice belonged to someone I had known for years before leaving the pack. “Oh my goodness! It’s you!” She tried to come closer, but the bodyguards with me blocked

Alexie’s POV Grover is definitely digging his own grave with his hands. I couldn’t stop shaking my head as I read the information I was provided with about him by my assistant for the fourth time. Yesterday, I spent half of the night re-reading it to be sure everything I was seeing there was true. Some of the information displayed there didn’t look like he would do that because of his innocent face. Anyways, that wasn’t a big deal because a lot of big fish out there would do worse than that behind closed doors. “We are sending in the first candidate, Ms. Brown.” I put down the iPad and locked my fingers, my eyes fixed on the door as my assistant stepped out to get her. A few seconds later, Amanda walked in, dressed extravagantly like she was going to a party. The moment her eyes met mine, something in her eyes shifted. It looked like a mischievous grin or a smirk. Whichever it was, I couldn’t tell. She cat-walked towards the desk, drew back one chair and sat down then cross