Fated To Them 소설 & 이야기

They were simply two souls bound by fate, on the edge of a story far greater than either of them had imagined. And fate... was just getting started.

“He may be your fated mate but he Is not your destined mate, over my body will I allow him get fated to you.” “He is your fated mate but not your destined mate, lycans are dangerous and wicked. “They don’t deserve to have anything with the werewolves and I won’t let you create any friendship because he is your mate. “Mom please, just bless the union because he is my mate.” I pleaded with her with tears already on my eyes. “I am never blessing the union, the only union I am blessing is the union between you and your arranged Alpha.” “Tell your so called Lycan mate to stay away from you and be ready for your Luna ceremony.

She asked him. “No,” he dropped his eyes back to the notepad. “But I don’t like boyfriend,” it was muttered. “De facto?” She suggested. He grimaced. “So hippy.” She sighed out a breath and turned back to her page. “Fated mate?” “What the f–k is a fated mate?” He demanded. “What are we, dogs?” “It is a term they use in certain romance genres to describe a relationship between two people where destiny draws them irresistibly together.”

"Good. Now leave me alone." Orpheus tried to speak but hesitated. He looked upset because his mate was being openly disrespected but remembered his rank and held his tongue. Alpha's mates were the only ones that changed their rank to match their soulmates, the rest kept their previous ones so Orpheus was destined to remain an Omega forever. He wouldn't dare to speak without being spoken to, it was too risky.

Little did she know, they were fated to be together, they were made for each other…perhaps even before they were born. She could reason that they were so far apart in financial and social stature they could not possibly be destined for each other. Whatever reason she could have thought of, that wouldn’t stop them from being together in the end. This had nothing to do with their parents. Yes, we do make our own choices and that will make all the difference in the world. But some things are meant to be happen one way or another. You just have to believe that in the end, all is fair in love and war, and things will work out the way they were supposed to. Like destiny, like fate.

Sheltered from the shadows of power, he grows, nurtured by the warmth of a different kind of strength but with a desire to end the pain that binds the other two. The cloud then disappears and I am left even more confused than before. My brows furrow and I find myself scratching my head. "Who are they?" She smiles her mischievous smile again. "I should ask you, Liliana. Who are they?” I shake my head. They seem so familiar but for the life of me, my head feels like they are in the clouds and I do not mean this just literally. "You have seen three fates, three destinies. They are bound to yours. As you are bound to them.”

"That's what scares me." Later, much later, they lay tangled together, her head on his chest, his fingers tracing idle patterns on her hip. The embers had gone cold, but neither moved to relight them. Outside, the sounds of the camp had faded to silence. "If tomorrow goes wrong..." she began. "It won't." "But if it does..." "Then we fight. Together." His arm tightened around her. "That's what fated means. Not that we're guaranteed to survive. That we face it side by side."

My hand resting on his shoulder froze. Used to being abandoned? I’ve never abandoned him. Maybe his parents, but not me. “I will never abandon you,” I said and he stood up slowly. He didn't look sad, not as much as I expected him to be. He looked tired. “Leela said the same thing and guess what? She promised to remain my girlfriend till my birthday,” “She …” “And she would have remained if you hadn't taken me to that restaurant tonight,” he dropped, then turned to look at me. His expression was tight, cold.

she said. “There is little choice when it comes to becoming someone’s fated mate. I didn’t choose you. You didn’t pick me out of a crowd or something. Yet, when we met, Providence entwined our destinies together. That’s why I said that you might be a wolf too because only another wolf can be a wolf’s fated mate. It’s all too much and too confusing, I know, but please, I am asking that you have a little bit of faith. In me. In us,” I said.

They weren’t just drawn to each other—they were fated. Fated mates. The one bond no magic, no manipulation, no amount of scheming could ever truly destroy. And I—I let it happen. I let it survive. If I had just pushed harder. If I had forced one of them—no, both of them—to reject each other, it would’ve severed the bond permanently. They would have been lost to each other. Forever. No attraction. No pull. No second chances. It would’ve been over. But I hesitated. I thought hatred alone would be enough to keep them apart. I thought heartbreak could shatter destiny.