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He held me so tightly, promising, "I don't believe in fate. I only know that you are the love of my life." I had believed him. Every memory of our love felt vivid, still so close—yet now, he had abandoned me for another woman without a second thought. I didn't understand. Was fate truly something we couldn't fight? Had it really pulled him, irresistibly, into Grace's arms? My whole body ached, each breath felt like fire. I couldn't tell whether the pain came from the wound or from my heart. Darkness fell like a curtain. When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed.

Not quite the right word. The truth was, Damian had never understood Michael’s actions. He had always considered his brother immoral, debauched, and utterly lacking in principles. Even amidst wartime hardships, while the nation suffered, all Michael cared about was his lust and his drinking. He had ultimately met his end from an infectious disease he contracted during one of his reckless escapades. And with no direct heirs, the title of Duke of Hartess had passed to Damian, the only remaining brother and, much to the country’s delight, its war hero.

I thought I was only reading a novel until I woke up inside it. I wake trapped in the body of Seraphina Vale, a noblewoman whose future I know. In the original story, I am destined to die by the order of Crown Prince Adrian Blackthorne, the man I am supposed to marry. Knowing what awaits me, I decide to change everything. I avoid the events that led to Seraphina’s downfall, determined to survive and find a way back to my own world. But everything changes when Adrian arrives earlier than he should and accuses me of trying to kill him. In his hand is a silver dagger engraved with my name. I know that dagger never existed in the story, and I realize someone is changing the plot. As

Made me irk. "Why are some of them turning dim?" I questioned, my eyes focused on the display. They felt like fairy lights but in different colours and shapes. Gia turned around, "They are dying" I blinked at her, "What? You have the authority to know about it?" From what I knew about Fates I thought they only controlled life. Even the people from Hell did not know about human deaths. Death and his followers collected the souls and bought it for us. That's how discreet the information was.

One of Fate's strengths is her dedication to her work, that is to say whatever job is tasked to her she will do her best to fulfill them with the best possible outcome. However, it is also one of her greatest weaknesses, as sometimes she's being too hard on herself that she can't help but expect others to do their job as seriously as she does.

“It?” She sighed and let up some of the pressure. “Fate. Fate doesn’t want you or your life, Zeke. You would be a senseless death. Your kids need you. Your pack needs you. Fate will decide if it will take my life as payment. Otherwise, the Goddess with take Vale. You need to be left. So you can’t decide to throw your life away.” “I…” I started to argue but my head was filled with Vale’s voice. ‘Z, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?’

Chapter Nineteen Chapter Title: I Don’t Know If I Can Ever Forgive You Fred’s POV I stood by the window, watching the clouds move slowly across the sky. My heart was heavy. The world outside looked calm, but inside me, everything was falling apart. I didn’t feel like a prince. I didn’t feel like anything. I just felt… broken. My father was still lying in bed. He hadn’t opened his eyes. The royal healer said his spirit was weak. That he was holding on, but barely. I wanted to believe he would wake up, but a part of me was scared. What if he didn’t?

He told him. Conrad hummed. "Finn, Park, Max, Harry, you guys go home and take a rest. It's late and tomorrow you have to attend activities too". He turned to Finn but before he could answer... "They....They are free tomorrow. No Sotus. They have to resume on Monday". Jasper said again, gulping a lump in his throat. He was scared of the Alpha . Conrad turned to him with some judging gaze before he sighed. He was calm now.

Vivian had been so consumed by jealousy that her eyes turned red as she stood among those seeing me off, muttering to herself over and over again, "I should've been the Boss's wife. If only I had met the heir first." Now that she had been given a second life, she could not wait to seize what she believed was her rightful happiness. What she did not know was that meeting Luca was not the beginning of happiness at all. It was the start of an even more terrifying nightmare.

I know he’s an immortal who is millions of years old, who has dealt with bigger issues than this, but it all seems so calculated and cruel. “Trust me, no one will miss him. This is for the best. Let Death and Karma be the judgement for him in the next life. I promise you they will be harsh,” Fate says, as if it’s meant to assure me. In actuality, it makes my stomach turn. “Anything would be better than murdering him in cold blood,” I say softly. Fate sighs, grabbing my arm to yank me out of the tent. Thankfully no one is around to see me getting man handled by an Immortal.