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“You’re gambling with fate.” I swallowed hard. My wolf pressed against me again, frantic now. Claim her. Now. Tonight. I exhaled, shaking, and forced my mind back to the only plan I had left. Just a little longer. Just until Ronan returns. Just until the pack sees I’m strong enough. Just until the seat is mine. Then Nyra will forgive me. She has to. We’re fated. We’re bonded. We’re, I clung to the thought like it was a rope over a cliff.

Like time itself was chasing us, and it was gaining on us. “Come here.” She said, beckoning me with her finger. I walked towards her, my chest tightening with every step. She reached into the pouch around her neck and pulled something out. Black cards. Three of them. She placed them onto the table, lined up and next to each other. “They are unlimited,” She causally informed. “Unlimited as in….?” My brows furrowed. I knew what unlimited meant. I just wanted some clarity.

Testing the water. Morgan glances at me again. “You can fold, call, or raise. No wrong answer.” I swallow. My eyes drop to the table, then flick back to the others. Two hearts are still out there. I have one. That’s not enough to chase anything yet. But folding now feels premature. “I’ll… call.” Mitchel nods like he respects that, which immediately makes me suspicious. Respect in this game seems dangerous. O’Hara burns another card, then lays down the fourth.

Because whether this was fate’s hand or another’s trick, it didn’t matter. The game had shifted. And I would play to win.

"But everything else became so hectic, I didn't get the chance to explain. I am sorry." "You know?" Astrid's chest tightens with anticipation. She didn't even realize she was worried about this until now. "I found it written in an old book after we returned to the palace that sometimes fate does not decide a course of a certain thing. It lets you do that and the future spreads into two roads that you could choose which one to walk on. That's why the shaman shows both stones. Yes and no are both true answers to the question." Loras explains. "So fate lets us choose if we are mates or not? How do we do that?"

"And sometimes, the cards dictate the game." I raised an eyebrow, skepticism coloring my expression. "And what game is that, Caspian?" I asked, my voice laced with suspicion. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against my skin. "The game of fate, Lyra," he whispered, his words hanging in the air like a delicate thread. "The game that brings us together, whether we like it or not." I shook my head, disbelief coursing through my veins. "I don't believe in fate," I declared, my voice filled with conviction. "I believe in choice, in the power to shape our own destiny."

I could tell that she was unsure how he would react, knowing that she’d been forced to keep shit from him. It surprised her when he kissed her temple and promised her that he wasn’t upset. Her shoulders relaxed as if he’d helped take off some of the weight that she was carrying around. “Fate is a complicated thing and something that affects everyone in different ways. Imagine a complicated game of Chess. Moves that appear to be inconsequential can actually cause a ripple effect that leads to winning or losing the game. Choices, decisions, and actions from us and others have led us to this point in time. Fate is known for its long game. As such, the game began generations ago. I knew that our

If it was a battle of swords, they would have fought it but it was a battle of fate so they were waiting anxiously. In each person, there was a measure of good and bad, in everyone's fate there was fortune and misfortune. However, for Devlin and Sarah, both the misfortune and fortune was this love...which was cruelly torn apart by fate. (Book 2 of the fate series coming soon! Stay tuned. Follow me on social media as @her_bleeding_pen for more updates. I hope you like and enjoy the novel! Please rate and write a review on my goodreads page. It will bring me great pleasure to read your reviews!

Fate is what happens when you are not watching, yet karma is the way to play fate's wicked game. Now the only thing you can be sure of is yourself. What changes is everything else? The choices and the decisions that you make will remain the same. The only certainties are what you plan. But that too can change; as for me, I planned to live a happy life, yet I am finding myself clinging onto Isabella's hand. But yes, coming back to that word faith. So as the seconds start ticking, and I am staring this man in the eyes. Ya, fuck.