Fated Hands Lori Ameling Novels & Stories

Lorcan replied, taking her hand and kissing it. Amelia was speechless. She never imagined someone as savage as Lorcan could be this gentle. She felt the roughness of his large hands, the scars etched into them—proof of countless battles. “How about I mark you now?” Lorcan asked casually. Amelia’s eyes widened in shock. “If you do that, there’s no turning back. What would you even gain from an omega like me?” she asked seriously. “You’re my fated mate. A gift from the Moon Goddess. What more could I ask for?” Lorcan replied, genuinely puzzled.

I threw it open—and saw Loria sitting upright, wild-eyed, one hand pressed to her belly and the other clenched around the amulet, still pulsing faintly. Audrey didn’t waste a second. “Loria,” she said calmly but firmly, walking straight to the bed. “What did you see in the vision?” Loria’s eyes snapped at her. “I can show you.” she whispered. “Show me,” Audrey asks, astonished. “Yes,” she holds out both of her hands. “Take my hands.” Audrey doesn’t hesitate. She places her hands into Loria’s. They both close their eyes. Audreys body goes taunt. Her face contorted in pain and panic the same way Loria’s had.

Ruth`s POV It stung a little when Ethan cut the palm of my hand with the knife and then he handed the knife to me and held him out. I dragged the knife across the palm of his hand before handing it back to the elders. I grabbed his hand that I cut with mine as the elders started the ceremony to bond us as Alphas` of the pack. When the ceremony was over it was time for the food that was prepared. Ethan had given Harry full control and I gave Sam back control. Sam's POV

he breathed, the word not blasphemy, not rote prayer. Awe. Luna lifted her right hand, palm up. A little ember of lightning bloomed there—a small, contained sphere of pale white-blue, crackling softly, bright enough to stain her fingers in stark light. With her left hand, she reached back without looking. Elia’s rough, familiar hand slid into it without hesitation. Their fingers laced. Grounding. She lifted their joined hands a fraction.

The next events seemed to unfold almost in slow motion. Lori tripped on the leg of the table and lost her balance, stumbling forward. Dale, who had been approaching to shadow Aian on his way out, leapt forward and caught her before she hit the ground. She caught his hand as she fell, steadying herself, and looked up to presumably thank him. Nothing came out of her mouth though. They both stood, frozen as they stared at each other. Aian only had time to blink in confusion before he noticed the pulsing light emanating out from both their wrists.

His hands wrapped around my neck. “if I can't have you then no one else will have you, not even that bastard Zander. I see they're trying to get close to him that must be why you were talking with Silas. Is he trying to match the both of you together? is he trying to make arrangements for your wedding or perhaps is he trying to make you have more babies after what happened to the first one? I won't let that happen again. I stood aside watching you give what belonged to me to him. I swear that I would rather have you dead than see it happen”

However, I didn't know why I was feeling this embarrassed since I have been with far more superior people than the people here. A cool hand touched the small of my back and I twisted to see Ellen next to me. “He is about to call your name and you are to walk up the stage to him." She instructed, then added, “But before that, you need to breathe because you are so stiff." I nodded and took in a deep breath before letting it out slowly. “I found love, all in the person of Lady Elena, daughter of Baron and Baroness Lockser of Candor.” I walked up to him as soon as he said my name and everyone began to whisper;

The loss of contact has Elysian whining in a way that is the definition of needy, though he isn’t gone for more than a few seconds. Before Elysian can comprehend what is going on, there is something soft wrapped around her wrists, and they are roughly yanked above her head. Suddenly, she doesn’t have use of her hands, and the concept of being even more at Lorcan’s mercy has Elysian snapping her thighs shut, trying to get some of the friction she wants so badly. “Thighs open doll, I want to see what’s mine.” Lorcan’s voice is still incredibly patronizing, though the edge is gone. Elysian complies, slowly opening her legs, despite the infuriating loss of friction.

“The child her own parents abandoned. The girl who ended up being raised by a pathetic maid. No matter how famous you become, that’s all you’ll ever be.” For the first time since approaching her, Lori goes completely still. Satisfaction floods Ava. Finally, she’s struck a nerve. What a delight! Feeling victorious, Ava turns to leave. She barely makes two steps before Lori’s hand clamps around her wrist. Her grip is surprisingly firm and pain shoots through Ava’s arm. “You know…” Lori says quietly, her voice surprisingly calm. “I’ve been trying very hard to mind my own business. But maybe I should stop.” Ava frowns.

Utilizing the North’s intelligence network, Damian quickly pinpointed her in a remote town abroad. She was brought back to the Shadow Pack and faced judgment for deceit and betrayal. Ultimately, she was banished to the western wastelands, never to set foot back in the territory again. At the mating banquet, Damian took me to the terrace, our backs facing the dazzling night sky and serene snow peaks. “Fay, I’m not your fated mate, but I swear on my life to love you, protect you, and make you the happiest Luna under the stars.” Damian held me from behind, his voice husky but tender.