All Chapters of My Fated Mate Is My Fiance's Godfather : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Kael rose from his chair, and the room went quiet."You advised his father for twenty years, Marek," he said. "You know what Gareth would have done in my place." He looked down at Darius. "Gareth Moore was my closest friend. In all the years I knew him, he never once used his strength on someone weaker than him. I made him Alpha of the Wolf Den because there was no one I trusted more. When he was dying, he asked me to look after you, and I tried. I failed him."Darius's mouth trembled, but he said nothing."You inherited everything he built," Kael said. "Yet, the moment you were embarrassed, you sent soldiers to burn a settlement full of people who had done nothing to you. Your father would have been ashamed to see you like this. I am ashamed on his behalf."He straightened. "The law gives me the right to execute you. Attacking the crown's land and killing wolves under its protection carries that sentence, and no one in this room would question it. I won't do it, because it would insu

Amara froze. Kael sat up, straightened his shirt, and opened the door a few inches. She couldn't see Fenric's face, but she heard every word."Elias Drake is at the front entrance. He says he heard what happened at the settlement and that you brought his daughter here. He refuses to leave without seeing her."Kael's whole body tensed. His hand tightened on the edge of the door until his knuckles went pale.She's already carrying more than anyone should in one night, he thought.Her father is the last person who should be standing in front of her right now.“How dare he show his face in my home after what he's put her through?” Kael growled. “Kick him out!” He ordered. “Kael, no.” Amara cut in.She pushed the blanket back, releasing herself from the warm, fluffy sheets.Mom dies, and now he shows up? I want to hear his side of the story. What mom really meant by Amarok.She thought to herself, steadying her shaky legs until she stood."I want to speak to him. Let him in.""You just wo

Amara opened her heavy eyes a few days later in a chapel of rest. Her mother's coffin rested on a pedestal in the center of the room, covered in white roses. Kael's funeral staff had prepared her body that morning and left the lid closed, as Amara had asked. The last of the roses had been delivered an hour ago, and the room smelled of them.She wore a simple black blouse and a black mermaid skirt with ruffles at the hem. A birdcage veil covered her whole face, and her tightly coiled curls were pinned up beneath it. She hadn't slept properly since the night her father sat across from her in the living room, prodding her to marry Kael. She stared at the white roses on the coffin, and the thoughts came again, as it had every night.Does Kael know about the prophecy? He must. He's the Alpha King, and the elders have been warning him about it for years.Darius wanted me because he thought he was the rightful heir. Why would Kael be any different? He might think he's the one the prophecy i

Every wolf in the Wolf Kingdom knew that name. Ten years ago, an attempt on Kael's life had gone unpunished in the former Alpha King's household, and everyone knew who would have benefited: the king's mistress, who wanted her own son to wear the crown. Five years later, Kael had returned and challenged his father before every pack in the kingdom, and he had won. That same night, the mistress and her son were cast out as rogues. Cassius had left the battle with Kael's claw marks carved across his face. Nobody had seen either of them since, and most wolves had believed they were dead. Darius sat very still. His thoughts raced. The mistress's son. Alive. For six days he'd had nowhere to go and no one to call. Now the one rogue in the kingdom who hated Kael as much as he did was sitting in front of him, two bodyguards, and the nerve to come looking for him. He has people. With Cassius, he could do what he'd never be able to do alone. He could get his revenge on Kael, win back his

The three of them reached the back corridor in under two minutes. It was empty. The cart sat against the wall with the crate beside it, the lid open and the inside lined with white tissue. A side door at the far end, the one that opened onto the loading dock, had been propped open with a folded flyer. The corridor smelled of roses and, underneath them, the same sharp chemical that had been on the veil. Kael crouched beside the crate and touched the tissue. A single dark curl was caught in it, tightly coiled. He knew whose it was. She was in here, he thought. His eyes burned silver. His Alpha power surged through him, and Marcus and Fenric both stepped back without meaning to. He breathed in. Underneath the roses and the chemical was something else, faint and sweet: a woman's perfume. It couldn't have been Amara's. It had been on the person who lifted her into this crate. "It was a woman," he said. Marcus frowned. "Alpha King, the name on the sign-in sheet was a man's." "