My Destiny By Lyn Mga Nobela at Kwento

“He wrote about a mark—a bond between two people, forged by fate. Tonight, I saw it.” He stepped closer, and despite my better judgment, I stayed rooted in place. “What mark?” I asked, my voice faltering slightly. Wordlessly, he reached for my wrist. I stiffened but didn’t pull away. He turned my hand over, revealing the faint, glowing pattern etched into my skin. “What is this?” I whispered, my heart pounding as I stared at the intricate design. “It’s the mark of destiny,” Lincoln said. “It’s rare—so rare most of my people think it’s a myth. But it’s real, Jane. This mark ties you to me.”

Fuck, I hate him. "Destiny,” Raven mumbles, looking at her now-half cup. “What are you talking about, Rave?” I questioned her. “Destiny. Intertwined destiny,” she says, looking up at the both of us. “I think his destiny is intertwined with yours, just like mine and yours are.” A chill passed down my spine, and I shivered. “Rave?” I look at her, deeply staring into her eyes. There’s something there. Something I can’t even begin to explain.

Brynn asked her. Destiny bit her lip and shook her head. I did not have to be an empath to understand her emotions right now. She was overwhelmed by understanding, shame, and hope. It was a vicious cycle that we all went through at one point or another. “I’m so proud of you because you are taking hold of those circumstances and tossing them in the damn trash. Let’s warm up by walking laps and move up as you’re comfortable,” Brynn said, smiling at her. Jackson and I watched them take off. Brynn let her take the lead in how fast they were going so that Destiny could learn what her body was truly capable of .

“Father, I cannot just abandon…” “You are abandoning no one,” he said gently. “You are stepping into what you were born to do.” Born to. As if destiny had the right to decide who I loved. Who I fought beside. Who I lived with. Destiny. I had spent my entire life choking on the weight of it. First through whispered prophecies. Then in nightmares shaped by Lysandra’s cruelty. Then through magic that tore me between worlds.

Her presence was both comforting and terrifying. Her voice was a soft, urgent whisper. “Abbey, Luna of the Red Moon Pack. The girl who bleeds gold. The Moon Goddess’s blessing. Danger lurks in the shadows. Your mate, Jeremy, is marked for death.” A chill shot through me. The vision came fast, too fast. Jeremy stood tall, strong as ever, but he was surrounded—snarling wolves with blood-red eyes, their fangs bared, their hunger undeniable. Behind them, a rival Alpha’s gaze burned with cruel ambition.

enough Ray, it's impossible for you to be with my daughter, even destiny doesn't want you with her" Ray looked at Lee with a confused expression on his face.. "Lee, what's your problem? how sure are you that destiny doesn't want me to be with Jesse? it was destiny that brought me and Jesse together in the first place and ...... "Ray! destiny once brought you together and it was destiny that separated the both of you. Trey is Jude's biological father and there is nothing anyone can do about it, not even you. That's what destiny had planned. Since my grandson and your son Trey had some similarities, I decided it wouldn't hurt to just try out a DNA test and to my surprise, it came out positive

"I am Destiny. A woman. A werewolf of the Silvercrest pack. I was rescued by parents who loved me, and because of that, all I ever wanted was a family of my own. For years that was stolen from me by the decisions of others, but now I am here. Now I refuse to let others decide my fate. Destiny cannot be denied, and neither can I. My power is my heart. My power is my determination to come out of every struggle. My power is the pain I carry, as an orphan, as a woman, as the Barren Luna. My power is me. I am Destiny, Luna of the Silvercrest pack, Heir of the Golden Blood, and I will not be denied any longer.

They discussed the finer details, and Destiny's heart started hammering with dread. Destiny stayed hidden, she was cautious enough to stay in the opposite direction of the wind. Her vision was right. There had to be something she could do. Fuck it! She tried reaching for Jake through the mental bond. She couldn't read his mind because he was her Alpha, but she couldn't reach him. She thought back to the earlier vision. The one that showed her Rodney and Eliza. She realized she would have to do something on her own. ***********

When I arrive home Aiden isn't home. I take this as a chance to look through the book. I skim, looking for references to the Destiny Wolves. It doesn't take long to find the first passage referencing them, yet already my nerves are set on fire. 'With more power than one wolf should possess, the destiny wolves can either be the savour or destruction of the wolves as a species. The only wolves capable of beating the Lycan's, the Destiny Wolves are coveted by all packs, with even the Lycan's willing to accept them as a chosen mate' I shut the book.