Todos los capítulos de Fated to Be His: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Skipper’s POV If his eyes were gleaming before, then it multiplied to one thousand times. As he stepped closer to me, I could feel the rhythm of his heartbeat, and when he held my hand and looked into my eyes, his eyes were as lovely as ever. “You love me?” His voice was so calm, gentle, smooth, and soothing. It cooled my heart; I just wanted to be in his arms until daybreak. Captivated by his charming look, I bobbed my head, keeping eye contact with him. I didn't want to look away from him; I wanted those eyes in mine forever. “Yes, I do love you.” Actually, I have loved him from the day we met and made out. But I couldn't allow his love to take over me because I thought Rafe would realize my love and come back to me. But after the doctor explained to me that only when I am with my destined mate would I have peace of mind, Jesse’s love has only been progressing. “Oh my goodness!” He exclaimed, laughing cheerfully. “You love me? You just say you love me, Skipper.” That wa

Jesse’s POV I wish Mrs. Milly meant what she said earlier and wasn't using tactics to suck out the truth from us. I was even ready to request that she bless us so that we could get married as soon as possible. Argh! It would have been my best day ever. I can't let her warning get in our way. I must find a way to make her understand how much I love her daughter. Besides, wasn't she the one who, a few days ago, said something about connecting me with Skipper? Funny enough, she doesn't remember she said that or she didn't mean it. “So I am listening.” Skipper snapped her fingers in my face, jolting me out of my reverie. “What I was saying is…” I flashed my phone’s screen on her face. “We will relocate to the Winterbloom pack after we get married. How is that?” She nodded, pondering. “That's a good idea. But don't you think the Winterbloom pack is too close? I want somewhere that's far away from the Lunskye pack.” I agree with her. But I am not familiar with other packs asi

Skipper’s POV That was insanely stupid. Nobody can stop me from mating again, not even my mother who gave birth to me. And he? Just the Alpha who thinks he can walk over me anyhow because I was his Luna? Funny. I didn’t say anything to Rafe, but my laughter was enough for him to understand the message I was passing to him. “Come on, honey, we are out of here.” I locked my arms with Jesse’s, looked Rafe up from his toes, and hissed. “Stay out of my life, Rafe!” Jesse and I left the restaurant the way we came but I wasn’t happy with how everything turned out. I’d wanted us to have the perfect date-out time and perhaps figure out our next agenda. Anyways, everything happens for the best reason. Above all, Rafe saw us together, and I even got to tell him about my real relationship with Jesse. I didn’t go straight home; I followed Jesse to his apartment because going home was equal to ruining my mood. There is no way Mum wouldn’t have heard it already. She belongs to some o

Skipper’s POV The first day in the human world wasn’t funny at all. I mean, they are just people like us; the appearance, the way we speak, walk, and eat, but only one thing is different—our communication skills. Humans would be talking to you and wouldn’t stop until they were done, but we lack that ability because of our nature. When werewolves talk, we stop in the midst of a conversation because at that moment, our wolves would be communicating with us. Nevertheless, they are nice too. A lady even helped me step down the stairs at the airport but I don’t like the way she was giggling at Jesse. “This place is so pretty.” Jesse nodded in affirmation. “I told you you’ll love it here. Let’s go home so you can have a rest. I’ll take you out to see the city when you’re ready. To be honest, I didn’t know that Jesse bought a duplex in the city; that’s what the humans call it. Like, it has everything. Swimming pool at the back which you can oversee from the dining area when you pull

Rafe’s POV As anger gushed through my bloodstream, my vocal cords opened, and my hands grabbed Freya’s tiny arm. “What did you just say?!” She started panicking under my grip, but the little devil inside her didn't let her plead for mercy. Instead, she got ruder. “Let me go, Dad, you're hurting me!” But no, I didn't let her go. Why should I? “Who is that idiot playing around with your little heart? Is he the one teaching you to be so mean and to behave this way? Answer me!” I snarled, trying as much as I could to control my wolf that was about to shift. Freya would be hurt if that happened. “Dad I…” She started crying, shivering under my hand but I still didn't let her go. I was going to until she spit it out or I forced it out of her mouth. I have been patient enough in dealing with her shenanigans. I thought she was only being a child, but she's getting worse day after day. A boyfriend at her age is so dangerous and in our world, she must never get a boyfriend; she would