Fated To The Alpha Chapter 143 Novels & Stories

I stood up from the chair where I sat immediately, crying profusely. The Alpha was gone. He had gone back to sleep. He was…dead. Tears streaked my face as I stared at his still body. I couldn’t do it. Oh! Sylvia warned me. I had only ended up killing the Alpha faster – the same way I did my mother. Why was I so cursed, huh? Why? I turned around and scurried out of the room immediately, ignoring the men at the door. “Didn’t you say Tracey asked you to wait?” One of the guards asked, but I didn’t even turn to look at any of them as I just continued scuttling away.

] Before Dexter could say anything again, in the blink of an eye, they watched as their Alpha rushed towards the vulnerable young girl and grabbed hold of her fragile neck in a tight grip with his height towering over her. “ F*ck... I thought you said he wouldn't hurt his mate ”, Dexter said as he got out of the car. “ Jeez Dex, why don't you go and separate him from his mate, huh ” Ryder said, sneering at him. On the other hand, Muna hadn't expected the Alpha to attack her with such speed. She used both her hands to push his strong hands away from her neck, but it was all to no avail. She could feel herself choking but the Alpha didn't look like he was going to release her any time soon.

"You are too late. The fate of your Alpha is sealed. Prepare to witness his transformation into a harbinger of darkness." Dread washed over me as I realized the magnitude of what was at stake. Our fight had taken a devastating turn, and the fate of our beloved Alpha hung in the balance. With a heavy heart, we continued to battle, clinging to the sliver of hope that remained.

Together, they delved into the depths of the tapestry, studying its ancient symbols and deciphering its hidden messages. As Isabella immersed herself in her studies, she stumbled upon a forgotten prophecy that had been concealed within the tapestry for centuries. It spoke of a great cosmic alignment, a convergence of destinies that would bring forth a new era of supernatural beings. According to the prophecy, two powerful Alphas would rise, each destined to play a pivotal role in shaping the future of the supernatural world. One would be the Alpha King, chosen by the Lycan prince who had long awaited his mate. The other would be the Alpha Queen, the fated mate of Phoenix, the prospective Alp

She whimpered. “Nah, I’m fine. It’s just…” I couldn’t go any further with what I wanted to say as I broke down in tears. “I hate the alpha, I hate every single f**king thing about him and I wish he could just die so that I can gain my freedom.” I cried heavily as I was out of breath that I couldn’t even cry properly. She had to drag me in as she patted me on my back. “Come on, Yifa, you just have to put yourself together right now. Everything will be alright.” She pulled me back a bit as she kissed me on my forehead twice.

I sensed pain, his words felt like they were coated with much more than pain from what happened to the maids. Was the Alpha alright? Justin stepped away from the crowd, returning back into the door he came from. I rushed towards him, my arm grabbed him before the doors could close. His muscles tensed a little, his fist clenched, raised in my direction before he could see me. “It's me.” His shoulder calmed. A wave of monetary excitement kicked in. “Maya. You're alive.” “Yes. I am. You look sad. Is something wrong with the Alpha?” “No. The gamma lost his mother. She was killed brutally. The Alpha is with him right now.”

A twisted knot of fate had tied us together, and there was no running from it. Lyall didn’t push further, just nodded. "Understood, Alpha. For now, I’ll keep an eye on things." "You’re fighting fate, Alpha" he added quietly. "That never ends well." “Fate has never ended well” I emotionlessly asserted.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have the strength it took to spill blood from his stupidly perfect face or the heart for the consequences of an Omega wolf hitting an Alpha wolf. My hands fisted by my side, my eyes furiously fighting back angry tears. He brushed a hand over his face, then stood, silently studying me while I thought, in futility, of ways to escape his room. I didn’t want to be anywhere near him this time. “Don’t say that, Scarlett. He’s still our mate, regardless.” Ailya implored. I scoffed. “Stop being so desperate, Ailya.” “But…” Knowing I wouldn’t like what she said next, I drew a curtain on the telepathic conversation, blocking her voice out.

I stagger a step back but the loud cheers bring me back to my senses. “ His Highness has arrived. ” A girl screams in excitement, her voice shrill and disturbing. My breath hitches, and I find myself becoming a stone statue as my head turns in the direction of the stairs. He is not here yet. But he is coming. Now the mission [Changing Fate for the Alpha King] is on. I open the bottle and down the liquid, as others stare in the direction of the stairs, like me. The lights in the Grand Hall suddenly become brighter as the bitter liquid burns down my throat.

A sharp pain ripped through my chest. I shook my head, my vision blurring. “M-My Alpha,” I whispered, the title slipping out instinctively. “Please… I didn’t choose this. I—” “You should have stayed hidden,” he cut in. Each word was a blade. He stepped forward then—not toward me, but toward the altar. Power rolled off him in crushing waves as he raised his voice for all to hear. “I, Alpha Kael Nightfang,” he declared, “reject you, Lunaria Vale, as my mate and Luna.”