Novel & Cerita Map Of Fates

“Here’s the map.” Arose from nothing was a map. It spreads across the round table and every detail of it was so clear. A copy of the entire Claveria Haltera map but only the Kitezh north was on it. Mainly the lands of three werewolf territories; the Abberant, Madfur Okami, and the Shadowstone. “The main frontier was situated lying trigon. Taking a chunk of the northern part of Nightwinder and Madfur. What happened this morning, the first and second line of defense was breached.”

Raphael's words cut through Sebastian's thoughts as he returned his attention to him. “Every model we have contacted has been booked and won't be available.” Sebastian raised a brow as he heard Raphael's words. “Not even one is available?” He asked in disbelief. Raphael shook his head in response, and Sebastian chuckled slightly. Someone was definitely sabotaging his plans, but such little tricks weren't enough to stop him. “There's one available, though.” The look on Raphael's face shows he was conflicted, and Sebastian didn't miss the look on his face.

He said and my dad looked at him in shock. “My daughters”? He asked and smiled nervously. “My daughter's just clocked nineteen, they are still young and don't need mates yet. Especially not one who is not their fated”. He said and alpha George nodded. “I understand you want to protect them, but this is an order Micheal. If you don't choose one, you'll have to put both of them on the line and let fate play it's game”. He said and I could see dad bend his head for a long time before he raised his head to look at alpha George.

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.

I furrow my brows, “fated mate? Explain what that is?” She smiles, “werewolves have fated mates, the Moon Goddess tethers their souls together making it one and the love and joy that the fated mates share is unworldly, it’s said that there is no greater love than that of the truly fated mates.” I stop her, “so he was my boyfriend?”

The alpha's grinned widened, "precisely." "That's impossible. Fate gives you one person you're mated to. Or destined to be with. This can't happen. " The alpha shrugged again, a gold coin spinning easily between his knuckles. "Fate fucked up."

It’s only been a month since I first came across this girl and she is ruining me. I should have known from watching that fight with Caleb she was something else. The Fates never warned me that I would fall for her even though she isn’t meant to be mine. That’s why people don’t trust the Fates, they only tell you so much of the truth. It drives men insane trying to pick apart the meaning in their words. Hydra growled at my negativity, /she seeks you out every time doesn’t she?/

"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.

As an Army officer, he was always loaded. "Good. Noah. Join Natt. I will go with my men. David stay at home in case Benjamin comes home. Conrad, Daniel. Take my car. My men are there. They are loaded too. We will divide the areas. And will meet up at some point for the next strategy if we don’t find Benjamin. Okay"? Mile planned all in a flip of fingers. No one came up with the question as how the hell a person dealing with fruits and vegetables is leading a mafia.

“Said you two would know how to read it… and what to do with it.” There was a silence that followed—one that felt like it belonged in a cathedral or some place holy. Morgana reached forward and unrolled the scroll gently, her fingers tracing the patterns etched into the old parchment. Symbols shimmered slightly under the torchlight—lines that twisted like constellations, blooming and fading as if alive. “This isn’t a normal map,” she said, breathless. “It’s a map of fate. Of moments that could be. Woven visions—choices not yet made.”