Claimed By Fate: The Alpha's Salvation Mga Nobela at Kwento

“How did you know, Alpha Damon, I know you see things and know stuff, but you can’t see for yourself. You can’t see your fate. So how did you know that was for you?” Her words hit me because she was right about it. “Pete protected you, and he made you live, and because of him, you’ve to live for a thousand years or more, and you’re not going to die anytime soon. Alpha Damon.” “So there’s nothing to be done?” “Fate can’t be reversed in this state, he wasn’t miserable, and he…” She swallowed her words and nodded her head at me as if I got the words that she wanted to say.

"But we'll figure something out. We have to." "We are here," Arlo solemnly said as they passed through the dilapidated gated entrance of the Feral Glen pack territory, while taking the barrier down that he was still holding up to avoid Lex's mind link. The Alpha's voice boomed into the Beta's head, filled with anger and disappointment. "How can you be such a failure! You are so dead, Arlo—you and that woman who apparently is human now. Get ready to meet the Fates! Let me tell you—the only thing that can save you right now is the boy on a silver platter."

I barked getting impatient with his constant parable. "Alpha, what I'm trying to say is, she is Fated for the one who is referred to as your" Doom", the one who is currently untouchable for the sake of The Love Sacrifice. She is whom the second prophecy refers to as "The Savior of The Feral Heir" he concluded A dangerous growl rumbled from my chest. Kael!! That bastard! I know I should have killed him long ago!

That same oily curl of lips that promised ruin. “How touching,” he murmured, spreading his hands as though he had orchestrated a miracle. “The reunion of a lost bond. Truly, the gods have spoken.” My teeth ground together. I said nothing. But Elers was not a man to be unnerved by silence. “Brothers of the Council, you see before you the truth. Fate is not blind. Our Alpha is no longer incomplete. He is no longer half-empty. His mate has returned to him, preserved by providence, delivered at the appointed time.”

"The prophecy mentions two Alphas bound to your fate. One will fall. One will rise." -.

Fate smiled as if he was happy to met such a person infront of him, “you don't know me, I see. But doesn't matter!” “What the hell?!” The Great Alpha felt his body becoming tense once again. So unlikely that his voice thundered but only to shake himself more. “You...” his eyes widened and as if struck by lightning, he groaned painfully while hands gently touch his eyes. “I came for a deadly debt,” Fate said slowly, eyes strange as if having a glowing glass that inserted in there. It even shine brightly and it hurt as hell to look about. It makes the Great Alpha to felt shame on feeling an undescribable pain.

My vision blurred—Kale trying to fight for our survival but our body was too broken beyond repair. The figure was tall. Jade eyes. A tattoo under his eye—that was all I could remember. When I woke up next, I was dead, and Freya was mourning. The sight of her tears stung harder than anything I had ever felt on the battlefield. “Freya, Hansel, and Greenville—” I mumbled those names carefully. The fate that awaited us—this time—would definitely be different. *** “Alpha Killian, thank you for honoring our invitation…” “It’s a pleasure to be here, Mr. Dracy.”

He was outnumbered fifty to one. "Victor!" I screamed, the wind tearing the name from my lips. I tried to shift. I tried to go back. Mara grabbed my arm. Her grip was iron. "No, Luna," she said, her voice shaking. "He ordered us to get the heir to safety. If you go back, his sacrifice means nothing." "He can't die," I sobbed, clutching my daughter tight. "He promised." "He is the Alpha of Alphas," Jax said, stepping up beside me. He looked at the battle below, his expression grim. "If anyone can survive that hell, it's him."

You were the only survivor of my massacre, of my pride and vanity. There is fresh caught meat in the freezer. Eat, you need your strength. If you walk with the sun to your back you should reach Moutain Ridge. Some of their pack fought with others against me. Their Alpha is dead, but they'll be kind. They'll take you in. I'm sorry I didn't have the courage to face you and I know whatever retribution you're planning in your head is less than I deserve. Alaya x The words made no sense and yet they were oddly familiar to me, and they hurt, they sliced into my soul ripping me in two.

“It’s still more blood on my hands, Tasha. Like I said, he was messed up…but did he really deserve to die for that? He was only fifteen years old.” “And you were only thirteen, and you were in a life-or-death situation. You chose your own life over his. Anyone else would have done the same thing.” To her dismay, he didn’t look convinced of that; too much guilt stained his expression. “It can’t have been easy to tell me all of that. Thank you.” He simply shrugged. “How did you end up becoming Alpha of the Dawn Pack?”