Fate Ozymandias X Reader 소설 & 이야기

But I don't have much choice. "You're not here to have the mate bond separated, are you?" the Gaze Reader drawls, voice thick with an unintelligible accent. I swallow, but the lump in my throat goes nowhere. The Readers eyes are a foggy, purple colour, already feeling like they are drawing out my thoughts before the ritual has even started.

“Your fate, your bond with Xander, it was all manufactured. A carefully constructed lie.” I shook my head. “You’re lying. Stop lying. I didn't listen to you the first time and I certainly won't listen to you nor believe you now.” “Am I?” His fingers trailed down my neck, his touch cold and possessive. “Or have you ever truly questioned what’s been forced upon you?” I struggled, my breath coming faster. “Xander is my mate,” I spat. “Chosen by fate. Destined.” Zerathos tilted his head, his smile never fading. “Destined? By whom? The Moon Goddess?” He leaned closer, his breath like ice against my skin.

“I’m informing. Xander Dallas is my Omega. My fated mate. Mine. If anyone dares lay a hand on him, I will destroy the entire pack. Starting with yours. And when I’m done, there won’t even be ashes left to tell the story.” Xander gasped softly. Not out of fear. Out of shock. Out of something that felt like pride mixed with renewed desire. He moved closer from behind, pressing his chest against Aslan’s back, arms wrapping around his waist. He kissed his shoulder blade slowly — a small, submissive gesture, but one filled with possession too. On the other end of the line, Thorne took a deep breath. “This is treason, Adrian.”

As the sticks burned into the sand Emilia chanted in her ancient tongue and as she did the smell of burning wood changed to the aroma of fresh oranges, tangy and sweet. A mist appeared before them forming a shapeless body but the very distinct head of Fate who stared at them with cold pale eyes. "Mortal" Emilia bowed. "We…" "I know what you seek. What you both seek is dangerous yet possible and it will cost you" Octavius bowed "I am willing to bear the cost" Fate waved him off nonchalantly "You say that when you haven't even heard what it is I want," he paused to let that sink in. "Are you willing to give up this child of yours for your union?"

Ray's scent changed, now infused with mine. As we broke apart, gasping for air, I cradled Ray's face. His eyes sparkled, filled with adoration. "Mine," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Yours," Ray replied, his smile radiant. The omega's eyes, once bright with anticipation, softened. His eyelids fluttered, and his body relaxed

At least he wouldn’t keep circling around me like a stray mutt, begging me to undo my rejection. But what about me? Where was my second chance? The Goddess had stayed silent, leaving me with nothing. And that silence told me one thing: Osborne was supposed to be mine. Fate had chosen him for me, not some weakling like Alphonse. He and I were betrothed—our union meant to merge our packs, to fortify our strength and rule. Yet instead of fulfilling what was already promised, Osborne had betrayed me. He had gone and taken another woman by the hand—parading her before the world as his mate, his Luna. A nobody. That fat thing

I better continue reading. "I am a man who has tasted many Omegas, but none that froze my world. The act of copulation is one I have indulged in countless times. But this feeling, this itch in my throat, is different. This is what I refer to as the bond between fated mates. This is what it means to delight in the act of mating, the one you desperately wish you had never found, but once you do, you cannot stay away... and you will betray yourself for them." I shut the book and finish the juice. My brows pull together, thoughts spiralling. I really want to read more, curious about what happens next. Marcellan becoming a poet because of love has to be the highlight of my day

Xrysos was naked from the waist up, wearing just silky loose white pants that shimmers with every elegant footstep the man took, his perfectly well-sculpted muscles flexing with each movement, Damon walked behind Xrysos and admired the god in a hurry. Xrysos didn't want to hear the rest of the news, rather he needed to go find Anderios himself and see what evil has befallen the man he loves. Xrysos came face to face with the door and he raised two strong hands and pushed the double doors open, both he and Damon stumbled into the room, the sight of Anderios's empty face staring back at them but seeing nothing was heartbreaking for the men present in the room. Damon's breath caught in his thro

'Soon, we'll see her,' He growls, his voice sounding deep. 'Soon.' That also means we get closer to having her make a decision. It feels like fate doesn't want us together, as ever since we met, she has always had to make decisions that border on ending our relationship or moving on with it. There are a lot of boundaries surrounding us, and it feels like the closer we get to breaking one, the farther it pushes away from us. I feel Thane's excitement die down as we get to the floor, and just like that, the trail I was following disperses. It leaves me wondering if I had just imagined her scent because I wanted to find her badly.

“Zane, sit down before you have a heart attack. It’s no one's fault but your stupidity for picking a game you couldn’t finish.” “F*ck you, Cadelyn!” Zane shouted, fists clenched at his sides, his face flushed with rage. “You think you’re all that because of who your father is? News flash, you’d be nothing if it weren’t for him! You’d be nothing but a damn omega.”