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"I'm warning you. There is Death, but after that, there is something worse. There is purgatory, where a devilish man named Sinful decides your fate. Yes, your fate." "First," I say slowly. "Sinful is a stupid name. Second, you're Fate, which means you're either really bad at storytelling, or you aren't as powerful as everyone likes to think." Fate frowns. The expression looks strange on him. "He wants something, and it looks like you're the perfect way for him to get it," Fate muses, and suddenly, the easy smile I want to slap right off him is making an appearance again. "It does follow his namesake, after all."

he asked me back. I shook my head as I continued to look into his eyes. “The local people here call it “Unmei no akai ito”. According to legend, the gods tie an invisible red thread to the pinky finger of two people who are bound to find each other in life. They will love each other no matter what and only death can do them part.” He looked at my hand and held my pinky finger. His eyes then back to mine. “I didn't believe in fate and love at first sight, but now I believe because I've been in love with you from the first time I saw you,” he said in a soft voice.

“What do you know? Must be fate.” I start walking again. “Or I’m in hell.” I hear his intoxicating chuckle as he follows me in silence to the next class. I take my seat, almost in the back. He still sits close, but this time he was diagonal from me and out of my line of vision. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be able to focus in this class. I think I heard fate laugh at me. “What the hell were you and Ryan talking about?”

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.

However, life had other plans, ones he never saw coming. One exhausting evening, as he dragged himself home, his phone buzzed with a notification. It stopped him in his tracks. Aria was live streaming. Confused and weary, he opened the video. On-screen, Aria stood in a plain white dress, her tears brimming and her expression vulnerable, like a lost kitten.

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FURY. It surged through her veins like wildfire racing over parched ground, hot enough to burn away every trembling thought. Her breath hitched, her vision narrowed, and the world became nothing but him. Cian’s sneer, his hand digging into her waist, the cold certainty in his eyes that she would break.

He was my mate, my world, my perfect pair, my everything, the only man I had ever known since I was eighteen. I couldn't give up on us. Right? "Gahhh," he spit the tea right out from his mouth and onto my dress. The hot liquid stung. "This is your plan Meeva, to punish me for a scenario clearly borne from the figment of your imagination. You want to burn my throat?!" He didn't even care that he had spat out the hot liquid on me. His green eyes hardened as he looked at me, like I was a pitiful piece of metal.

Luna Ava from the Moonridge pack asked, and I gave a negative response. She was facing a situation similar to Emily's. She lived with her husband and his Fated mate. Her husband, James, declined to reject his fated partner because he understood it would diminish his wolf's strength. He compelled Ava to approve to it, and she had been living unhappily as a heavy drinker ever since. "You must show courage, Olivia. It won't improve. My bed turned cold three years ago. Now, they have offspring, and it's almost as if I'm invisible. Meetings are the only thing I'm ever useful for," she said, then took a large sip of her wine.