Novel & Cerita Crowned By Fate

“They’ll follow the cause.” He leaned on the stone beside her. “You are the cause.” A beat of silence. Then she asked, quietly, “Do you think we can win?” Kieran didn’t answer right away. Then: “I think you’ve already made the impossible possible. And I think Lucian knows it.” Selene nodded, her thoughts churning. She could feel the pull of fate tightening like a snare. The moon hung high and full above them now, casting silver light across the land.

And whats a mate? “Oh Girly I have been waiting centuries for you, you were destined to find this man and to become a werewolf, it was written by fate long before even this man right here was born. He is our Mate, he is what connects us to life, he is where our future is. I have seen your past girly and I am sorry for the heartbreak you have endured in your life time, no child deserves to be abandoned and to feel the pain you felt. That trauma, those experiences, your choices led you to that day when he found you almost dead. Fate led you to him. Fate led him to you, Fate wrote your life story to lead you to him, to lead you to me. You always felt empty, like you needed more like you were me

Instead, he extended his arm. Jac growled, “Then you must be sent by another demon island to kill me. Hmph, you’re trying to deceive me!” Adrian shook his head and said, “What I see is beyond your understanding. Just listen. I only wish to see your fate. Everything in this world has its destiny. The past sows the seeds and the future reaps the results. Fate works similarly. There might be a main line of destiny with countless branches twisting around it, correcting or deviating from it.

Chapter 2- The Poisoned Crown AURELIA POV As my father’s heiress and future leader of our pack, I had stood in this same courtroom my entire life. I knew the outlay of it like I knew my name. Never once did I imagine I would be standing in it, in this manner. In the middle. Alone. Shocked. Confused. “Poison?” “During the council? That is a death warrant.” The murmurs poured from all sides of me, condemnation dripping in the air silently. They only fueled my confusion. I stood there unbound, but it felt like I was chained down as every leader murmured behind the palms of their hands, loathsome stares directed at me.

Fear sharpened by the sick twist in my stomach: I had once loved this man. “I never asked for this,” I said, forcing steel into my voice. “And I won’t let you blame me for fate.” He laughed—low, humorless. “Fate? No, Aria. This isn’t fate. This is theft. Riven Cade steals my pack, and now he steals you. Do you think I’ll allow it?” Something fractured in his eyes. His charm thinned, venom seeping through the cracks. “You’ll regret this,” he whispered. “I swear you will. If I can’t have the crown, then I’ll take you. One way or another.”

“The eclipse has begun. Two crowns shall rise, but only one shall shine.” As the nobles dispersed in chaos and plotting, Serenya felt the weight of destiny settle upon her shoulders like chains of fire. Tomorrow, her secret would either raise her to the throne… or destroy her forever.

“A warning.” “No,” Kyn’s voice shook behind us. “Not a warning… a claim.” The room spun around me. My baby, marked in blood. My chest tightened, and all I could hear was the echo of the prophecy. The Delta-l born Queen shall face two cro wns. But tonight, fate wasn’t waiting for my choice. Fate had just come for my child.

What enemy? But she spoke again—her voice like storm chimes across a battlefield. “One piece remains. The curse has found its flame… but the crown still waits.” She looked directly at me now. “When moon, flame, and earth unite—bound in soul, in flesh, in fate—the age of shadows will fall.” My breath hitched. Before I could ask what it meant—who the crown was—she stepped backward. The forest began to blur. Her form shimmered. “Wake now, my children.”

This could just be one of his stunts to gain public favour. The elders spoke in turns, offering blessings. I listened, but my mind drifted. Until Eleanor stepped forward. “My King,” she began, her voice smooth, almost sweet. “And honored members of the council.” She turned slightly, enough to include me in her line of sight. “Today is a day of Fate. A day chosen by forces greater than us.” My chest tightened. “However,” she continued gently, “one cannot help but wonder…” She paused and looked at me. “If Fate, perhaps, made a mistake.”

Nothing will go wrong after this fake session. Unfortunately, she didn’t know that her spontaneous action would be leading her into another disaster afterwards.